Immediately, the blood on her face disappeared, she turned her head in disbelief to look at the man who was taking off his shirt, her hand fell close to her body, clenched, continuously clenched into a fist, her heart was in chaos… What did he mean by saying these words?

Lowering her head, her mind kept thinking, moving with all its might… If she was begging him… no, it was not the time to beg him yet…


'What are you still standing there for? Go to bed and wait for me… um, you can't sleep." The man's clear voice, was not at all stern, but the cold command in his words made people not dare to disobey, the most emphasized sentence 'You can't sleep" made Ashley's heart panic even more.

Hurryly closing the bathroom door, she lowered her head to look at her bare feet. She remembered that she had left her shoes in the bathroom when she had taken a shower.

She turned to look at the bathroom door that had just been closed.


Regardless of whether she was wearing shoes, she ran out of the bedroom barefoot, went straight to the elevator, pressed the elevator button a few times, and sure enough, the elevator door did not move.

Ashley's mind quickly shifted, he was taking a shower, so he would take some free time for himself, if the elevator on this floor was locked, then he would probably use the remote control or the magnetic card. Turning around and walking to the tea table, then to the shoe cabinet, she searched and searched for any place where the magnetic card or remote control was usually placed.


Helpless, she couldn't find anything.

As soon as she turned her head, her eyes stopped at the bedroom from the entrance, a bit of year allow light fell down... Hesitantly, she gritted her teeth and turned back to the bedroom.

The sound of the shower in the bathroom was still there, Ashley breathed a sigh of relief. Immediately go to do an important task, a task that was at the forefront of the storm - the remote control or the magnetic card.

Without thinking, she immediately went to the bedside table to look, quickly and carefully, while pricking up her ears, and listening to the sound of the shower in the bathroom.

She didn't see, the bathroom door quietly opened, and the man leisurely hugged his arm, standing in front of the bathroom door, taking every movement of her into his eyes.

Ashley was worried... exactly where? "Where... impossible." The places she could look, she searched again and again, but still couldn't find it.

"What are you looking for?" Behind, a soft voice sounded, Ashley's whole body was like being pricked by acupuncture, standing there stunned.

The man leisurely looked at her, not urging, until about a minute, the woman standing by the bed, her whole body stiffened, slowly turned her head... Suddenly. Her eyes widened.

'You… water…" Her face paled, she pointed at the man standing at the bathroom door, then pointed at the shower that was still running, the shower was still on, perhaps he hadn't finished showering yet, how could he be standing calmly at the door… How long had he been looking at her?

Ashley didn't dare to imagine, when did this door open, when did this person stand behind her... Immediately she only felt like a joke, everything was tightly held in his palm... Like a signal, no matter what, she couldn't escape from his palm.

This feeling made her scared and uncomfortable.

"You mean the water is still not turned off? Didn't I tell you? Didn't I tell you, the glass wall of the bathroom, the outside can't see inside, but the inside can see outside?"

"Then I..."

"Why can't you see?" He asked her on her behalf, smiling lightly: "Then maybe it's normal, the curtains are closed, I just pulled them up."

As he spoke, he walked into the bathroom, and turned off the shower, when he went out, he raised the key card in his hand: "Are you looking for this?"

The moment her eyes stopped on the key card, Ashley's shoulders couldn't help but tremble... He had already guessed what she was thinking.

Milan's hair was still wet, along the tips of her hair, water dripped onto the ground, and then he lifted his feet, walking towards Ashley.

Not knowing what to do, she unconsciously swallowed her saliva, she was nervous.

"Mr. Milan. I was wrong. I apologize to you."

Immediately, an imperceptible light flashed in her eyes, she said and immediately wanted to kneel, kneeling in front of the man walking towards her.

An arm, stretched out, firmly supported her arm, Ashley just raised her head, then saw the nearby face, smiling but not laughing, looking down at her: "Mr. Milan... I apologize to you, I know I was wrong."

"Oh? You know you were wrong?" The man lowered his head, smiling but not laughing, and asked: "Then do you know where you went wrong?"

What did he mean by saying that?

"Mr. Milan?" Ashley's heart was suddenly in chaos: "I shouldn't have disobeyed you." When she said this, she didn't expect that the unwillingness and disgust in her eyes would be seen so clearly by the man opposite.

She hadn't finished her sentence yet when she was interrupted by a laugh. Suddenly, Ashley felt her body become light as if she was flying into the air. "Mr. Milan." Suddenly being flown into the air, the feeling of unease when her feet didn't touch the ground caused her expression to change immediately, she cried out in surprise.

Before she could think, what exactly this person wanted to do to her, she was carried onto the bed, and pressed down on the mattress: "Shh." A silent signal rang out above her head, she just raised her head, and a dark shadow immediately covered her, he reached out his hand towards her, and she thought she was going to be beaten: "Don't hit me."

Seemingly without thinking, she only saw Milan reach out her hand towards her, immediately reflexively screaming, trembling with fear…

The man stood by the bed, slightly squinting, looking at his hand, then looking down at the woman who was holding her head in fear…

Sharply detecting, the woman's previous action was completely a nervous reflex, instinctively acting defensively.

Ashley gritted her teeth, holding her head with both hands, her defensive action, was even more professional than those who had been trained, if given a score, it would be full marks.

Her head was hidden in her chest, eyes closed, eyelashes trembling, waiting for the pain to strike her body, as if waiting for the death sentence that was about to come, suddenly, on top of her head, a hand fell, her eyelids trembled, biting her lips… Was it finally here?

But she didn't wait for the punch but suddenly heard the sound of a fan buzzing in her ears.

Then… she froze.

Suddenly It felt so unreasonable… Didn't he want to hit her? Was he helping her dry her hair?

Milan helped Ashley dry her hair.

As if it were a joke.

She couldn't believe it, glanced back…

The white outfit swaying on top of her head was very real, she could even feel it sensitively, her hair was swaying back and forth on his fingertips.