Chapter 227

Seeing that he was about to get angry, Xiong Miao naturally knew that it was not a good time to talk about this matter, so he could only fool around.

"Why do I feel bad, I have nothing to do with him, just ask casually." Xiong Miao smiled and shook his head, for fear of offending him.

I thought he wouldn't be so easy to fool the past.

She was going to be tortured by him again to force her to clarify her relationship with Su Hongyi.

But after waiting for a long time with a guilty conscience, he didn't continue at all.

His sharp and sharp eyes were also withdrawn from her.

He got up and went upstairs.

From the moment she spoke about Su Hongyi, from the moment when she suddenly mentioned Su Hongyi in his originally good mood, the clear face in front of his eyes suddenly became blurred again.

He couldn't see her sweet and playful face again.

There was a burst of irritability in his heart.

Suppressing his anger, he went upstairs.

Feeling his sharp gaze withdraw, and the huge oppressive force around him also removed, Xiong Miao's tense shoulders finally relaxed.

At night, at eight or nine o'clock.

Xiong walked around restlessly in the room Zhan Yeling prepared for herself. Although the closet was connected to Zhan Yeling's room, the sound insulation effect of the closet was very good. She couldn't hear what he was doing in the next room at all.

After thinking about it, she decided to take the initiative.

Pulling the handle of the closet, turning it, and opening it, Panda walked to the next room with his body.

Zhan Yeling was wearing a bathrobe, sitting on the edge of the bed, holding a gray towel in his hand, and was drying his wet hair.

It's just been showered!

Thinking of the previous few times, the scene of Zhan Yeling treating her fiercely like a beast.

Xiong Miao was a little scared, but she still endured her fear and walked over.

Zhan Yeling's black eyes turned towards her.

As soon as those ice-like gazes fell on her, it made her hairs curl up tightly.

"Let me help you brush your hair!" Xiong Miao stepped forward and volunteered to propose.

Zhan Yeling didn't say a word, just looked at her silently, and threw the towel to her.

Xiong Miao took the towel, carefully sat beside him, raised her hand, and gently wiped his damp hair.

At this moment, she was beside him, very close at hand.

With every movement, the scent of magnolia flowers filled Zhan Yeling's nostrils, and the pleasant smell was refreshing.

It always calms his restless heart.

She rubbed her hair so gently that he was about to fall asleep.

He is a very defensive person, and it is impossible for him to completely let go of his guard when there are people around.

But only this woman can make him forget everything in the world, and his heart is complicated.

His head was empty, and sleepiness hit him involuntarily.

Xiong Miao wiped it, and suddenly felt the icy aura around him become milder.

Looking down, I saw that Zhan Yeling had his eyes closed, and there was no lingering air on his handsome face. At this moment, he was as quiet as an ordinary man.

He was already good-looking, with a well-defined handsome face, exquisite and three-dimensional facial features, phoenix eyes like peach blossoms, and black and long eyelashes. Now that his eyes are closed, the eyelashes rest on the eyelids like a brush. A beautiful picture that people don't want to look away from.

Is he asleep?

Can you fall asleep while sitting?

Sure enough, Zhan Yeling was a different existence.

She saw that the brushing was almost done. His hair was short, so it dried after a while.

He took off the towel and planned to leave.

As soon as he moved his footsteps, his wrist was grabbed.

She turned her head and met the man's deep black eyes.