How to say, Wen Jing is a psychologist and the psychologist who knows her brother best.

She knows too well what her brother has been torturing himself for so long.

It was because of clarity that she stubbornly demanded that he and Claudia be separated.

"Brother, I‘ll just say one thing. You only listen to me."

Rowan did not speak and was silent, which also represented his willingness to listen to Wen Jing.

"What you need is actually to pass your own level."

Two people tied together, in Wen Jing‘s view, can‘t pass.

*

Headache, splitting.

Drink too much,

I haven‘t drunk so much in a long time.

It turned out that at the celebration party, it was not much at all.

"Sad?"

"Uh－huh."

When someone asked in his ear, Claudia subconsciously responded.

It is also because the person who questioned her subconsciously knew who it was.

If this had been changed, she would have jumped out of bed long ago, and it would have been strange that she could still answer safely.

Some tacit understanding, years of running－in, into the heart.

The fingers that rubbed their temples were replaced with just the same strength.

Claudia enjoyed grunting twice, and suddenly, reason returned.

Suddenly she opened her eyes. She saw the person in front of her and cried, "Why are you here?"

Rowan withdrew his hand and put one hand in his trouser pocket. "This is my place."

"Your place?" With his thin eyebrows twisted, Claudia sat up with his thin quilt in his arms.

Looking around, it is really a strange environment.

"My clothes? Rowan! You Qin beast!"

"I didn‘t take off my clothes." Rowan said in a heavy voice, "You took it off yourself."

"You fart!"

"Tut!"

By the way, Mr. Rowan hates her foul language most.

"Who are you lying to! I am with you, can I take off this dress myself?"

"Cough!" With one hand clenching his fist on his lip and coughing gently, Rowan said awkwardly, "You took off your clothes yourself. I didn‘t touch you last night."

Hearing this, Claudia breathed a sigh of relief.

Calm down, she also knows that Rowan is not lying.

Have you ever done it? She‘s not stupid. Can you still not know?

However, what is the grievance that suddenly rises in my heart?

She slept here naked all night. It seems that Rowan could not have slept in another room.

So, that is to say, they slept together.

So, that is to say, they slept together all night and nothing happened?

So, that is to say, Rowan is not interested in her?

Claudia cannot accept this result.

Biting her lips, she raked her hair and her heart was at sixes and sevens.

Rowan obviously couldn‘t even guess this thought. He cleared his throat and said, "Get up, I‘ve cooked porridge and have some."

His words fell, and Claudia‘s eyes were sharp, with some determination.

As a result, in front of Mr. Rowan, she uncovered the quilt and got up and down from the bed.

Draw the point, she is not wearing clothes now.

Like a shelled egg, the skin glowed.

Eyes, straight staring at him.

When he saw his throat rolling and his phoenix eyes shining green and faint, he smiled with satisfaction.

Not bad.

It‘s not what she thinks.

With his chin held high, Claudia stepped into the bathroom.

Just walked to the bathroom door, before the door was opened, a person was posted behind him.

Strong arms were circled around her thin waist. He bit her ears, gnashed his teeth and said in a dull voice： "intentionally? Hmm?"

On purpose early in the morning, so hook him.

Claudia snorted and looked askance at him. "Why can‘t I understand Mr. Rowan?"

"I don‘t understand?" His big palm clung to her slippery skin. "I‘ll let you understand?"

His face was flushed, and Claudia was about to refute it when the bedroom door was pushed open. Wen Jing‘s careless voice sounded： "Claudia, you..."

Rowan quickly tur around that man in his arms to turn his back to the door.

The voice was low and with a hint of anger： "Can‘t you knock at the door?"

Wen Jing was stupid directly.