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Compared to his usual formal attire, the man's current appearance was a bit sloppy … However, Pei Luoyi felt that he was extremely sexy.

Whether it was the cigarette between his fingers, or the leisurely pace that came … They all exuded a lazy and indolent aura.

Pei Luoyi shamelessly swallowed her saliva. As the man approached, her fingers unconsciously tightened around her phone.

Her rationality told her to stand in place without backing down, but her stiff body couldn't hide the throbbing in her heart.

Gong Yan stopped a step away from Pei Luoyi and stared at her restrained face. His thin lips slightly curled in the dim light.

He leaned forward slowly.

Pei Luoyi smelled the clear, cold scent of his body, mixed with a faint scent of tobacco. When the scent seeped into her nose, she could even hear the sound of her heart beating in her ears.

It was difficult for her to misunderstand even if she wanted to, because he was too close …

However, the thin lips that he thought would fall down in the next second suddenly moved away from her face.

Pei Luoyi opened her eyes, which had originally been about to close. She blinked twice, still not fully understanding the situation.

After a pause, she leaned over to look down. The man was bent over and stubbing out his cigarette in the ashtray on the coffee table.

He did it on purpose.

After realising that she had been tricked, her face was still blank. However, a trace of anger spiralled up from the bottom of her heart and rushed up to the top of her head.

He put out the cigarette butt and stood up without any hurry. He looked down and saw that the girl's face was swollen with anger. The smile on her lips deepened.

"Just now, you were talking to your mother on the phone?"

He came back from the shower in the second bedroom. The bathroom door opened, but she was not in the room. She was just on the phone.

Sure enough, he saw her on the sofa talking on the phone, wearing a thin nightgown as she hugged her knees. It was unknown if the sky had changed, but the evening at the end of summer and the beginning of autumn had already become much colder.

Pei Luoyi unhappily glanced at him, "Didn't you hear that?" "Still asking."

Gong Yan curled his lips, wrapped his long arm around her slender waist, turned around and sat on the sofa. "Hmm?"

Pei Luoyi didn't expect him to suddenly make a move and just fell onto his lap. She was wearing a silk nightgown which was very thin, and the bathrobe she wore wasn't thick either.

She could feel the warmth coming from the man's body through the two layers of cloth.

The temperature of a normal person was basically constant at 37 degrees Celsius. Why did she feel that this heat was like hot iron burning her skin?

Pei Luoyi was about to stand up out of reflex, but was forcibly pushed back by the two tyrannical forces.

"Gong Yan!"

The man buried his head into her neck, softly sniffing the faint fragrance on her body. His voice became more hoarse as he said, "I'm just talking to you. I'm not doing anything."

"…"

Pei Luoyi was very sensitive. This posture was too intimate and ambiguous.

The man's warm breath gushed out of her neck, and her sensitive skin seemed to spread out like a weak electric current, causing her entire stiff body to soften.

Pei Luoyi bit her lower lip and rested for a while before she finally opened her mouth and said softly, "It's the treatment for me tomorrow …" Is that the therapist surnamed Liang whom I met before? "

This matter should have been arranged by the man long ago. She didn't think too much about it, but she suddenly thought of such a person while taking a bath.

Speaking of which, they should have only met once, but for some reason, she didn't have a good impression of this doctor surnamed Liang.