Chapter 1867

Her sixth sense proved to be very accurate.

……

Zhan Muqian dried her hair and carried her out of the bathroom.

He put the man on the big bed and went to the cloakroom to take out the nightdress that had been prepared for her in the morning.

The color of water blue is very suitable for her white and delicate skin.

It's beautiful.

This is the most beautiful color, but Jiang Xi wears it on his body, but he is too shy to look down at himself.

The whole skirt is dominated by tassels.

There is almost no complete fabric.

As long as you move your arms or legs a little, you can see the whole scene at a glance -

she is like a beautiful mermaid, curled up at the foot of the bed.

Zhan Muqian held her up by her hip.

He opened his thin lips and said, "my dear, today is my birthday."

Jiang Xi nodded quickly, "happy birthday, uncle Zhan..."

Zhan Muqian chuckled, "do you remember how we spent last night?"

Although Jiang Xi has the memory of Mianmian, it is not her personal experience.

All those important memories are like the texts recited by her, which are listed along the time axis.

Zhan Muqian mentioned that she could only think about it immediately.

Fortunately, her brain was flexible and she soon thought about that night.

Then she blushed a little and bit her lips. "Naturally I remember Which girl will forget her first scene... "

Zhan Muqian pinches her chin with his fingers.

The tone is to indulge slowly. Instead of being forced, he asked for the tone: "then Since today is not only my birthday, but also a special anniversary, darling, I want to have fun, OK? "

Jiang Xi is surprised. She raises her eyes to his deep eyes.

She was afraid.

It's like a panic attack.

From Zhan Muqian's careful and serious actions, she took an hour's bath as if she had obsessive-compulsive disorder.

She was 100% certain of his suspicions.

She didn't know if Zhan Muqian would be angry with suspicion.

Maybe he will regulate his mood.

Maybe he will use his family name to vent.

After all, men like to use sex to conquer and vent, which is too normal.

She bit her lips and asked in some embarrassment, "does it hurt? Muqian You know I'm afraid of pain I, I want to make you happy and we all happy, but I'm really afraid... "

Zhan Muqian shook his head: "it won't hurt."

He held her in one hand and the other in her little hand.

Wrap one of her little hands in her palm, as if to convey her faith in this way.

Now that he says that.

Jiang Xi could not bear to refuse.

She nodded, "then try it, you'll be happy..."

Zhan Muqian gently hugged her, but went to the master bedroom door, opened the door, hugged her and walked straight out.

Jiang Xi thought that he would carry himself to the outdoor, such as the garden, such as the swimming pool

But he took her to the living room.

I went to the hall on the first floor.

It's close to 12 a.m.

Maybe some servants haven't had a rest.

Zhan Muqian put her on the sofa. She couldn't help being nervous.

"Moqian, will someone come down..."

Zhan Muqian, with his lips hooked, seemed to smile. "No, you can relax."

Jiang Xi forced himself to calm down.

Zhan Muqian suddenly opens the lid of the teapot on the tea table, then sticks out his index finger and stirs it.

"Jiang Xi a Zheng," you want to drink tea, should cool, I help you to make a pot of it again? "

But he closed the lid and said, "it's warm, it's not what I want to drink."