Heart Hunting Game: His Hot Sweet Wife

The air in the living room gradually froze, mosquitoes could hear the sound flying by, the dim light shone all over the hall, and two shadows were swinging under the reflection of the light.

“I’m full.” Dean Lan first broke the silence in the hall. Dean Lan put down the chopsticks in his hands, picked up the tissue next to him with his slender hands and wiped his mouth, his actions showed elegance and dignity everywhere, and his eyes were fixed on the woman in front of him.

Sansa Ran face floating a blush, long hair casually draped over the shoulders, in this dim light, looks beautiful, beautiful, beautiful: “Well, I’m also full, Dean, do you think today’s food is good? Does it suit your appetite.”

Dean Lan said with a playful face: “As long as you made it, I think it is delicious, no matter what.” He said with an evil smile, crossed his arms in front of his chest, and placed his legs naturally, with a relaxed look.

“Oh, you’re really good at talking.” Sansa Ran’s face became even redder, her hands were placed unnaturally, and her heart just felt awkward.

Dean Lan looked at the person in front of him, so shy, he was a little embarrassed, his mouth was pursed and slightly curled up, he couldn’t hide his smile so he got up and said, “Now that we’re done eating, I’ll do the dishes! You just sit on the sofa and rest.”

Sansa Ran suddenly raised his head, thinking to say: “How can this be, he is a group president, how can he do this kind of work, and … and it seems that this is not very polite it! I’ve invited people to dinner, so how can I let them do the dishes?”

Sansa Ran looked at him seriously and said, “Just go ahead and sit down and be your young master!”

Dean Lan reached over and grabbed Sansa Ran’s hand to clean up the dishes. Sansa Ran felt Dean Lan’s hand was wide and warm, making his originally cold hand much warmer, and Sansa Ran didn’t dodge it and let him hold it.

When Dean Lan heard what Sansa Ran said, he frowned, but quickly relaxed and took Sansa Ran’s hand to clear her plate and snatched it away.

Then he said, “Since you don’t want me to wash, but I also want you to relax, then … let’s both wash together! How about that?”

Dean Lan’s iceberg face added a lot of bright smile, like a special hope that his favorite person close look.

“Well … well, also … can only do so.” At this moment Sansa Ran’s eyes on a trace of surprise.

Dean Lan looked at the look of her in front of her, can not help but smile, usually do not like to smile he actually smiled so many times in front of her, really a little incredible, shook his head, sorted out his emotions, reached out to help put just finished eating the plate on the wash after the pool.

Sansa Ran brought two dishwashing skirts from the kitchen cabinet and handed a dark blue one to Dean Lan.

“This is a dishwashing skirt for you, put it on, don’t get your clothes dirty, and wash them properly.”

After Dean Lan said that he put the dish skirt in his hand and was just about to put it on himself, but suddenly Dean Lan suddenly came up with a deadly solution.

His eyes narrowed and he said with a smile, “Sansa, I don’t know how to put it on. Why don’t you help me put it on?” Then he handed the dishwashing dress to Sansa Ran.

“Oh no, you’re so grown up, you can’t even put it on, really.”

Sansa Ran slowly approached Dean with the skirt and then stood on tiptoe to put the skirt on Dean’s head, but he couldn’t reach it.

At this moment, the distance between Dean Lan’s face and Sansa’s face was only a finger’s distance. The air coming out of Dean Lan’s nose hit Sansa’s face and tickled Sansa’s face, and the two of them looked at each other.

Sansa Ran saw herself in Dean Lan’s gleaming eyes. Instantly Sansa Ran’s face turned red and her face skimmed shyly, not daring to look directly at Dean Lan, and her hands immediately helped Dean Lan put on her dishwashing skirt.

“I’m done, you can tie the rope on your back yourself! Hurry up and wash, I have things to do!” Sansa Ran was so nervous that she was incoherent.

“This is not possible, this movement is too difficult, and you see my hands are so short, how can I reach?” After saying that, he even stretched out his hand to show her.

Sansa looked at Dean Lan’s hand, which was even longer than hers, and said it was too short. Then she said with a little bit of anger: “Obviously your hand is longer than mine.”

“No you look again clearly, how can I be longer than you? The first time I saw him, he said, “You can help me tie it,” with an irresistible tone.

Sansa Ran can’t help him: “That … okay! I’m afraid of you, it’s not just a little thing?”

Sansa slowly reached out and hugged Dean Lan to help him tie the rope, Sansa head on Dean Lan’s strong chest, his heart beating so fast, as if he could feel his temperature every time.

Dean Lan looked at Sansa Ran in his arms with a shy face, he couldn’t help but snicker in his heart, his eyes seemed to like her especially wanting to be with her.

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“What are you doing? You’re taking my hair out of my head? How can I leave it loose when I have to do the dishes again?” Sansa Ran looked speechless.

Dean Lan, however, was serious and didn’t know what to say: “Because I think you look good with your hair loose, and it’s okay.”

Sansa Ran did not want to say anything else, forget it, let him go.

But the temperature of the air was rising, and there was an ambiguous smell, so it was hard not to have a red face, and Dean Lan kept looking at Sansa Ran, and Sansa Ran was patting her face with the water, and after a while her face was finally not so red.

Suddenly Dean Lan came close to Sansa Ran’s ear and said flirtatiously, “Look at us now, you wash the dishes, I wipe the dishes, do you think we look like a couple?” He also blew some wind in Sansa’s ear.

Sansa Ran’s face, which was not red, turned red when Dean Lan spoke, and she tried to push his hand away, but the moment her hand touched it, Dean Lan suddenly grabbed her hand and looked at her with an ambiguous face, and she tried to let go of his hand but he grabbed her tightly.

“Sansa Ran’s cell phone suddenly came with a message, Sansa Ran secretly breathed a sigh of relief, the expression on the face became a lot more natural, thinking in his heart: this message came at a really good time, I have to thank you properly later.

“You let go of me first, I have to go see a message.” Dean Lan then let go of his hand and looked at that phone message with a disgusted face.

Still refuses to let go …