WFSR Chapter 37.7

Ji Hefeng gently poked the little white rabbit’s forehead and pushed her away: “Stay here for a while. I’ll blow dry my hair.”

Yu Tian covered her forehead, watched Ji Hefeng walk toward his bathroom, and then poked her head out.

“Ah, is this the legendary beauty coming out of the bath?”

Ji Hefeng’s hand paused slightly as he opened the door.

Yu Tian asked very enthusiastically: “Do you need help?”

Ji Hefeng closed the door.

He leaned against the bathroom door and exhaled, rubbing his temples.

The sight of that little woman in bunny pajamas, looking up and hugging his arm, was really…

Heart-melting.

Yu Tian was lying on the table and flipping through the financial magazine on Ji Hefeng’s table. When she heard the door open, she looked up with a look of disappointment.

“It’s better to wear a robe.”

What kind of casual clothes are you wearing!

D*mn!!

Ji Hefeng walked to the table and sat next to Yu Tian. After hearing her straightforward words, he bent his index finger and tapped her head gently: “Don’t talk nonsense.”

Yu Tian fell on the male Bodhisattva’s legs: “It hurts…”

She was so aggrieved and so good at acting.

Ji Hefeng chuckled and stretched out his hand to rub her head through the rabbit’s ears: “Are you scared?”

“Scared…” The little rabbit turned over and rested her head on Ji Hefeng’s legs.

“I can’t sleep. When I close my eyes, all I see are ghosts. I’m a patient. If I don’t sleep well, the wound won’t heal easily. If it doesn’t heal easily, I can’t use my hands. If I can’t use my hands, you have to feed me, Brother Ji. How can you make money when you feed me? In order to make money, you have to try to make me fall asleep.”

“…”

It can’t be said that it doesn’t matter. It can only be said that it is irrelevant.

Ji Hefeng asked the scammer: “So, what do you want to do?”

Yu Tian tilted her head and thought for a while, and suddenly, a light bulb went off in her head. She looked at the man with a sly smile: “Tell me a story.”

Ji Hefeng: “?”

Yu Tian was surprised: “Is there anyone who doesn’t know how to tell a story?”

“…”

Yu Tian blinked and continued to confront the man.

Finally, Ji Hefeng seemed to surrender, held Yu Tian’s rabbit ears, and said to her: “Get up.”

Yu Tian: “QWQ.”

Dog man, you don’t want to drive me away, do you??

Ji Hefeng didn’t want to drive her away, but he didn’t know how to tell a story.

Yu Tian turned over, hugged Ji Hefeng’s strong waist, and started to play tricks.

Ji Hefeng had no choice but to pick him up.

“Do you want to throw me out?” Yu Tian hugged the man’s neck, dissatisfied.

Ji Hefeng didn’t want to throw her out but put her on the bed, and then he walked to the window himself.

Yu Tian knew that Ji Hefeng was a man who paid special attention to sex, so she rarely came to his bedroom on her own initiative. She didn’t notice it the first few times. There was a piano in the corner.

Ji Hefeng put Yu Tian on the bed, then walked to the piano, and sat down.

Then, the soothing and gentle melody gently filled the room.

Yu Tian didn’t expect that the male Bodhisattva had such a skill. She squinted her eyes and lay down on the bed, hugging the pillow and quietly looking at the man by the window.

The moonlight sprinkled on him, and his profile was clean and handsome.

The slender fingers played quiet music on the black and white keys.

Yu Tian listened and listened, and finally, she fell asleep.

Ji Hefeng didn’t know how long he played, and the sound of the piano stopped. He stood up again, and Yu Tian was already asleep.

He sat by the bed, adjusted a comfortable sleeping position for the person on the bed, gently pinched her little face that was already a little pink, smiled helplessly, turned off the warm wall lamp at the head of the bed, and lay down next to her.

 

 

 

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