"President, can I borrow your bathroom?" Yan Zhengling stood in the ear room and asked pitifully.

Her ear room is actually the parent-child bedroom. Not only is the space much smaller than the master bedroom, but there is no attached functional room.

If you want to take a shower, you can only choose to go to the master bedroom next door or the public shower room outside.

The weather is bad today.

The dull thunder outside, mixed with the sound of wind and rain, made Yan Zhengling feel a little scared. He didn't dare to go to the bathroom outside.

Zhan Hanjue looked up at the lovely woman wearing only pajamas, his eyes fell on her smooth and well-proportioned calves, and he swallowed his sexy throat.

Just being like this made him a little unbearable.

Yan Zhengling said angrily: "President, I'm afraid."

Lord Zhan Han glanced out the window. The corridor was pitch dark, with only the light of lightning flickering, adding an inexplicable sense of weirdness.

He didn't dare to think about the beauty taking a bath, the scene would definitely make him unable to control himself.

"Go outside." He suppressed his habitual pampering of her and spoke out his rejection of her with great difficulty.

Lost his life once.

Once ruined.

Yan Zhengling is obviously not afraid of thunder and lightning, but she is probably afraid of the innocent souls in Xiangding Garden.

Zhan Hanjue had inexplicable contradictory emotions in his heart. He sympathized with his father for turning into a demon because of love, but he felt even more sorry for Zheng Ling, who was destroyed twice by his father at a young age.

Yan Zhengling's eyes flashed with a gleam of intelligence, and she smiled so much that she said, "Thank you, CEO."

Then he ran into the bathroom in a flash.

The hatred between his father and Zheng Ling made him feel extremely scared. He was afraid that Zheng Ling would hate him as much as he knew the truth.

"Well..." Lord Zhan Han nodded. His mood suddenly became depressed.

The corners of her charming lips were slightly raised. Only in front of him would she be so heartless.

"ah......"

Not long after, the sound of rushing water came from the bathroom.

Zhan Hanjue's melancholy reverie was successfully stopped by the sound of water. He suddenly discovered a problem: that girl didn't bring clean clothes when she went in?

Zhan Hanjue's eyebrows were stained with a smile.

Wait and see what happens!

An hour later.

Suddenly, Yan Zhengling's pig-killing cry came from the bathroom, "I forgot to bring clean clothes."

"Can you bring me some clothes?"

Zhan Hanjue was sitting in a wheelchair and had certain mobility. But Zhan Hanjue refused firmly: "No."

"President!" Yan Zhengling's shy voice came from the bathroom.

"Um?"

Then he heard the creaking sound coming from the bathroom door. How could Zhan Hanjue miss this once-in-a-lifetime benefit? He raised his eyes and glanced at Yan Zhengling.

Yan Zhengling took a few steps, and when her eyes met Zhan Hanjue's curious eyes like a wild beast, Yan Zhengling screamed and hurried back to the bathroom.

"Then when I come out, please close your eyes." Yan Zhengling's posture was humble, almost pleading.

Lord Zhan Han said: "Yeah."

"President, aren't you afraid of needle eyes?" Yan Zhengling shouted shyly.

Zhan Hanjue went to the cloakroom helplessly, took out one of his white T-shirts, and then came to the bathroom.

"Open the door and give you some clothes."

Yan Zhengling opened the door a crack, then stretched out her white hands from inside and touched everywhere.

Zhan Hanjue grabbed her hand and put the compassionate shirt on her hand.


Chapter completed!