Chapter 384: Women Love Bad Boys

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Lu Shaoming stopped, put his big hands on both sides of her, and looked at her confused little face. Whats wrong?

He gave her a peck on the lips.

Ning Qing shrank into his arms with two red blossoms on her fair face. Im sleepy and want to sleep, she said softly and coquettishly.

Lu Shaoming bent over and kissed her eyes. She was exhausted. She had gone to Miao Jiang with a troubled heart and had also gone through a lot of matter with Tang Xueli. Now, she just wanted to sleep.

Lu Shaoming rubbed his head among her beautiful hair, turned over, and held her in his arms. He covered her with the blankets. Alright, lets sleep, Wifey, good night.

Zhou Dayuan and Jian Han took off their white coats and left the operating room.

When they got outside, they were told that the room arrangements had been changed and they would stay together.

Jian Han was stunned and her eyes shifted uncomfortably. What was the relationship between them? How could they stay together?

At this time, her little hand was held by Zhou Dayuan, the mans voice was very soft as he asked, What are you spacing off for? Its already 3 a.m! Go back to bed.

Jian Han didnt want to. She looked up at the man. The man had bloodshot eyes and his gaze was filled with fatigue. The operations have continued one after another. Even a body of steel would not be able to cope with them.

The words that Jian Han wanted to say immediately died in her throat. She lowered her eyes and let him lead her into the room.

When Jian Han entered the room, she was mostly embarrassed. She had stayed overnight in his apartment before, but it was the first time they had ever stayed together like this.

Compared with her constraints, Zhou Dayuan was calmer. He took some documents in his hand and sat down around the table. He did not look up. He said to her, You go and shower and go to bed earlier. I have some documents in my hand to sort out. Ill sleep later.

Jian Han looked at the figure of the man in the light. He sat up straight. The man had a naturally strong waist. He held a pen in his long, fair fingers. The scribbling sounds of the pen brought out a gentle and enticing charm.

Jian Hans gaze was so gentle, water could ooze out of them. She went into the bathroom.

After taking a quick bath, Jian Han came out. At that time, she felt embarrassed. She was away from home and hadnt brought her pajamas. Todays clothes had gone through the Han Palace saga. They smelled so dusty and full of sweat, and she couldnt wear them to sleep.

There was a bath towel in the bathroom. If she were sleeping with Ning Qing, she could just wrap the towel around herself, but she was sleeping with him and was afraid that the towel would unravel and cause mutual embarrassment.

After thinking about it, she opened the bathroom door to a crack and called him. Dayuan.

Zhou Dayuan heard her voice and looked up. From his angle, only a beautiful pair of apricot eyes and a fair face could be seen. She bit her lower lip and did not speak but only looked at him.

How could Zhou Dayuan understand her? He got up and came to the door. Through the narrow crack of the door, he saw her clavicles. They were delicate, fair, and very eye-catching.

Whats wrong? he asked.

Jian Han blushed as she said, No pajamas.

Zhou Dayuan gave a warm laugh, lifted his feet, and left. When he returned, he had a white mans shirt in his hand. Its mine. Just wear it for the time being.

Thank you. Jian Han opened the door a little and reached for it.

Her little hand held a corner of the shirt. She tried to pull it in but could not pull it. The man held the other corner between his two fingers and refused to let her take it.

Jian Han froze. She raised her apricot eyes and stared at him. There was something charming in her tone. What are you doing?

Zhou Dayuan looked at her small face, and the corners of his mouth curved. Arent you comfortable around me yet?

Was she uncomfortable staying with him?

Jian Hans face turned red. He knew about it.

He had seen all her shyness, awkwardness, and embarrassment.

She did not know how to answer. Her little hand pulled hard, and the shirt fell into her hands. She dared not look at him. She slammed the bathroom door shut.

The mans laughter could be heard clearly outside. Jian Han stood in front of the basin and looked at herself in the mirror. The womans face was flushed, and she was smiling.

She felt more comfortable.

With him, he would pay attention to her every mood.

Jian Han held his shirt in two small hands, lowered her head, buried the tip of her nose in the shirt, and sniffed his shirt. The mans refreshing and disinfectant smell lingered. It smelled good and clean.

She put on the shirt.

When Zhou Dayuan sat back in his chair, the bathroom door opened, and Jian Han walked out.

The woman was tall and slim, with a height over 1.7 meters. The white shirt she wore gave her an office-