Chapter 33
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But she also understood that, as Tang Qishan said, it was not easy to control him.
Tang Bao had been waiting by the bed since 6: 30.
7: 00 …
7: 10 …
7: 30 …
All kinds of breakfast had been prepared in the kitchen and was waiting for the host to serve it.
But today was a little strange. Even Li En frowned, unable to understand what was going on.
Zhang Li walked over and said, "The Young Master always comes downstairs at 7: 00 sharp. Why is there no movement today? Do you want to bring out the breakfast first? "
Li En thought for a while and said, "Let's wait a little longer."
Tang Bao stood there like a statue, but the person on the bed still did not move.
She leaned forward and stared at the face, trying to see if there were any signs of him waking up.
She had come at the right time. How long was she going to sleep?
However, just as she was thinking, the eyes suddenly opened and there was a flash of light —
Tang Bao was so scared that she took a deep breath and was about to straighten up. Di Haotian's long arm suddenly restrained her. His thick palm clasped the back of her head and pressed down.
Tang Bao hurriedly stretched out her hands to support herself on the bed. Their lips stopped three millimeters away from each other. Tang Bao stopped breathing and almost lost her soul.
"If I don't open my eyes, are you going to keep looking at me?" The warm breath blew on Tang Bao's face. It was so hot that her eyelashes were about to melt.
His lazy and low voice shook Tang Bao's fragile heart in the morning.
Those dark eyes did not look like he had just woken up.
Both of her hands were trembling, but she still held on. Otherwise, their lips would be stuck together.
Why did she put her head so close?
"Are you fascinated by me?" His deep eyes asked wickedly.
"No, I'm not. Didn't I say that you can see me when you open your eyes? I mean what I say, so I'm back now. " Tang Bao's small head struggled to get up, but she was not as strong as Di Haotian's hand. She was a little annoyed. "Let go of me!"
"Help me get dressed." Di Haotian's black eyes flashed with sharpness as he got up from the bed.
"What?" Tang Bao, who had just stood up, was a little confused. "Why do you want me to help you put it on?"
It wasn't like he didn't have hands.
I used so much strength in my hands just now. It can't be that I can't even lift a piece of clothing, right?
"Come here," he said in a domineering tone.
Tang Bao stomped his feet in anger and then went into the cloakroom.
As soon as he stepped in, his body froze.
Di Haotian had already taken off his pajamas. He was only wearing a pair of boxers that wrapped around his firm and strong buttocks. His tall and wild figure was clearly visible. Every muscle was so well-proportioned and powerful, as if it was in danger of exploding at any time.
In the mirror, Di Haotian's long and narrow eyes fell on Tang Bao's body. Her red face was as tempting as an apple on a branch, making people want to pick it roughly and wantonly ravage her soul. He was so domineering that he was insufferably arrogant.
"Do I have to say it again?"
Tang Bao calmed down, exhaled a breath of hot air, and walked toward Di Haotian in a passive manner.
Di Haotian never liked people to appear in his room when he woke up, let alone help him get dressed.
Obviously, Di Haotian was deliberately making things difficult for him.
Looking at the clothes that were more luxurious than luxury goods, Tang Bao asked, "Which pair of pants do you want to wear?"
"You choose."
Tang Bao thought that if it was not good, Di Haotian would say it. He was not an easy person to talk to.
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