Goodnight, Mr. CEO! Chapter 119: :he did it on purpose

When Lei Xiao came out of the bathroom, the kitchen had been cleaned up.

The used dishes are washed and drained, and the unfinished meals are also packed in Lock & Button boxes.

An indistinct voice is heard from the direction of the bedroom.

Lei Xiao walked over.

The bedroom door was half-closed, and the yellow light poured from the crack of the door.

Lin Hanxing obviously has no experience with children.

The voice of the storyteller is indifferent and indifferent, and even the movements of patting the ingot are a little stiff.

The ingots are clearly enjoying themselves.

Little hands as fat as white silkworms grabbed the corner of Lin Hanxing's clothes, pulling his eyelids, his small head bit by bit.

Lin Hanxing breathed a sigh of relief when it was confirmed that he was asleep.

As soon as I looked up, I saw a man who was leaning against the door and watched for a long time.

Just as he was about to speak, he saw Lei Xiao put his index finger on his thin lips and hissed.

Lin Hanxing didn't move, watching him push open the door and walk in silently.

Lei Xiao smelled like he had just taken a bath.

His hair is half-dry, and the hooded loungewear removes his arrogance and coldness.

He is standing beside the bed, motionless.

He looked down at Lin Hanxing.

She changed into a lake green ice silk lounge suit, a thin shirt over a V-neck suspender, and her two thin white legs were straight.

Shadows fell densely, covering Lin Hanxing.

Lei Xiao stood in the same position as last time, his eyes dark.

Her pale yellow pajamas have been in his mind since that day.

A snap.

He turned off the lights and it was pitch black.

Moonlight is like silver, pouring wanton on the floor.

"You..."

Don't want to disturb the sleeping ingot, Lin Hanxing just opened his mouth, but was held back by Lei Xiao's rough fingers.

"Want to wake up Yuanbao, eh?"

Lei Xiao leaned over and whispered in her ear.

The voice was magnetic and hoarse, obviously moved by Qinggu.

Lin Hanxing stiffened.

His hand moved from her lips, slowly moving along the curve of her jaw.

The hand that just took a shower is slightly cold, and it deliberately stays at the delicate collarbone.

Lin Hanxing's breathing was obviously rapid.

Lei Xiao could feel the ups and downs of her chest from the palm of her clavicle.

In the darkness, his hoarse laughter sounded.

She gestured to lift the thin blouse over her suspender pajamas.

"Don't you have something else to tell me? Yuanbao's hand is holding your clothes, are you sure you want to talk to me here?"

Aware of her resistance, Lei Xiao slowly lured him.

Lin Hanxing's resistance stopped instantly.

Lei Xiao's big palm slid from the collarbone to her rounded shoulders, and the ice silk fabric was smooth like satin.

The thin shirt was taken off, leaving only the thin shoulder straps hanging on Lin Hanxing's shoulders.

Lei Xiao's eyes locked her firmly in the darkness.

In the next second, Lin Hanxing was picked up from the bed with a powerful palm!

Lin Hanxing groaned, and the man was already in his arms.

He subconsciously put his hands on Lei Xiao's shoulders, but he couldn't find any support for his knees.

Just very quickly, Lei Xiao led her slender legs around his waist.

The bedroom door was silently closed.

The sleeping Yuanbao knew nothing about Lin Hanxing being taken away by his uncle.

The lights in the living room were bright, and Lin Hanxing felt a little uncomfortable for a while, but he didn't spare the successful arc of Lei Xiao's mouth.

He did it on purpose!

She is dazzlingly white in the top and bottom two-piece lake green ice silk pajamas.

At this time, the shoulder straps slipped slightly due to Lei Xiao's movements, barely covering the spring light under the cover of Lin Hanxing's head full of soft blue silk.

"Lei Xiao!"

Lin Hanxing was a little annoyed.

But I saw Lei Xiao took her to the front of the streamer without any hassle.

He wanted to do this tonight as she got dressed from the cloakroom and walked towards him with her back to the counter.

Lin Hanxing only felt that he was sitting on the counter by Lei Xiaofang.

The marble countertops are cool.

The man in front of him smiled like a child who had succeeded in mischief.

"Speak."