Chapter 238 The First Honeymoon (3) (1/2)

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Fan Jing has never taken off the watch given by Hao Su since she put it on that night.

Right now, he was sleeping on Hao Su's bed, listening to the sound of the long and short needles moving, counting the fifteen minutes in his mind.

Hao Su's bedroom is neat and bright, with a whole side of floor-to-ceiling windows. When the curtains are opened, a large amount of sunlight will pour in here.

At this moment, most of Fan Jing's body was exposed to the glow, making his already red face look even more rosy.

He couldn't help but wonder, would Hao Su and his brother usually do that kind of thing in this room, or in the living room?

This building is designed to be very symmetrical. Both the bedroom and the living room are opposite to the other side. No matter where Hao Su and the others were, Fan Jing could hear the movement clearly as long as she lay on the wall.

He matched the layout on Hao Su's side with his own, and when he withdrew his eyes from the wall, he saw two things placed at the head of the bed.

The same thing Fan Yi put into Hao Su's pocket in the car was a bottle with some transparent liquid in it.

Fan Jing realized what this was and immediately became even more blushing.

He can often see the thing in the front at the checkout counters of some convenience stores, and the bottle in the back has English written all over it. Fan Jing's English is very good, so the explanatory words above are compared with Chinese in his mind.

It's tasteless.

Different from those small boxes, it says jasmine scent.

Fan Jing's heartbeat, which had not stopped since she entered the door, became even louder now.

He turned over, then half-knelt on the bed, and slowly moved forward two steps in this posture. When he felt as if his heart was about to jump out of his throat, he took the two things in his hands.

The bottle has been opened and one third of it has been used. The question he was thinking about last time had a definite answer.

He stared at it for a long time, and in the sound of the watch moving, like a pervert, he suddenly sniffed gently, trying to catch the remaining breath of Hao Su.

One is odorless, and the other has not been opened. No matter what, it is impossible to smell anything.

But Fan Jing still gained so much satisfaction from this behavior that she made some unbearable and blushing sounds in her throat.

He was imagining the way Hao Su would arrange these things, gently.

When you are with your brother, will that gentle face change into a more beautiful appearance because of the end of time?

Fan Jing thought about it so crazy, so crazy, so... so painful.

It was only once that I was so unsatisfied.

It was Hao Su's words, and Fan Jing forgave herself again.

Maybe one day, when he doesn't think about anything but Hao Su stands in front of him and gently orders him to "get down", he will become even worse.

So, would Hao Su say this to his brother?

Or could it be something more extreme?

Fan Jing almost couldn't control herself because of such a bold and excessive idea in a room full of Hao Su's factors.

When I remembered that I hadn't changed my clothes yet, my mental overload became even worse.

Fan Jing knew exactly what he was doing. He was lusting after her brother's boyfriend without any morals or shame.

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