Quick Wear Ace System Childbirth Manual

Of course, he has another side that is unknown to the public, which is dark, paranoid, psychologically twisted, and extremely possessive.

Everything that belongs to him, whether it is living or dead, belongs only to him.

No one can touch it, and no one can smell anything else.

The hair dryer blew Ali's hair. There was no noise, it was very quiet, just the feeling of warm air.

Everything rich people use is high-tech.

The man blew her hair very gently, which made Ali feel a little drowsy.

However, when Sheng Wuji wasn't noticing, Ali's gaze lingered greedily on his abdomen.

The incredibly smooth and silky long hair was blown dry. Sheng Wuji put down the hair dryer and stroked the beautiful hair.

He really liked the touch.

Black. Pure black.

Ah Li lay on his legs, moved her head slightly, raised her head, and looked at Sheng Wuji, "Mr. Sheng, it's late, let's sleep together."

Sheng Wuji's pupils trembled slightly. The boldness of this girl kept refreshing.

"Ah."

Sheng Wuji pushed Ali's head away, stood up, and tried to unbutton his fine-textured shirt.

Ahri hugged him from behind, "Mr. Sheng, let me help you."

When Ah Li's hand was about to move, Sheng Wuji grabbed her hand, not using force, but also preventing Ah Li from doing what she wanted, "You don't have to do this. Tonight, I won't touch you."

Sheng Wuji didn't look back. He pulled Ali's hand away and went into the bathroom.

Ahri put away the infatuated look on her face, this man remained calm and composed.

However, Ali was happy to be free tonight because she didn't have to deal with anything. She walked to the bed, lifted the quilt, and prepared to lie down.

However, the moment she lay down, Ahri felt the breathtaking luxurious texture.

This is a big bed that makes people feel like lying on the clouds, as if being gently wrapped in the arms of top-quality velvet.

The mattress is as light and soft as a cloud, yet full of support. The high-grade memory foam fits perfectly with the curves of the human body, turning pressure into nothingness.

The calfskin headboard cushions imported from Italy have a pearly luster, and the hand-stitched quilted pattern is as exquisite as a work of art.

The bed frame is made of century-old oak. After seven manual polishing processes, the wood grain has a warm honey-like luster under the light.

The bedding is a masterpiece of 800-thread-count Egyptian cotton, softer than fresh snow and smoother than silk, reminiscent of the purest clouds on the top of the Alps.

The intelligent constant temperature system hidden under the bed can also automatically adjust the sleeping temperature according to the season.

The moment my body completely sank into the bed, it was like falling into a cloud warmed by the sun, and every pore was cheering the word "luxury".

Ahri silently complained: This is truly an addictive feeling of comfort.

She also changed several sleeping positions, looking intoxicated.

"Are you comfortable?"

A low, hoarse voice sounded in Ahri's ears.

Ahri opened his eyes instantly.

Standing at the head of the bed, Sheng Wuji was wrapped in a bath towel, his hair that had not yet dried slightly covering his eyes.

Ali coughed lightly and immediately got up. She said, "Let me help Mr. Sheng blow dry his hair."

"Ah."

Sheng Wuji handed the hair dryer in his hand to Ali.

Ali was very surprised. Did this man want her to help him blow dry his hair for a long time?

The hair dryer started working.

Ali's fingers wandered through Sheng Wuji's hair, feeling the quality of his hair. He was perfect, and his hair seemed like a masterpiece of God.

Sheng Wuji clenched his fist slightly and looked at the two intimate figures. In his opinion, this person did not look like he was blowing his hair seriously.