Chapter 418 As Serious As Facing Billions Of Projects
Then I will be punished to practice a lot of techniques in undressing and undressing you.
The hoarse and deep voice added a bit of sexiness and sultryness to the quiet night.
only……
Such rogue words came from the mouth of Shao Zhanlin, who was as dignified, cold and arrogant as an immortal.
It's a bit inconsistent, although the person involved doesn't care about the damage to his image.
But Jiang Nuantang still couldn't help but widen her eyes, facing his gaze with a hint of disbelief.
Before she could say anything, the man's generous and powerful palm fell on the strap of the bathrobe in front of her, and he said on his own initiative:
"Let's start with this one..."
As he finished speaking, his slender fingertips with distinct joints hooked the belt and lifted up.
"No...well..."
Jiang Nuantang subconsciously wanted to stop him, but he couldn't match the man's strength.
All the rejections turned into sobs and were sealed in the mouth.
Shao Zhanlin relied on his extraordinary talent to learn everything very quickly.
Especially in matters of love between men and women, he is self-taught and has made rapid progress.
Jiang Nuantang was no match for him at all.
His refusal was easily restrained by him.
The hope hidden in the body was gradually aroused.
Then without any suspense, he was dismantled into his belly.
…
The night is long, with colorful dreams.
Jiang Nuantang felt like a duckweed with nowhere to go, floating up and down in the mottled ocean, led by Shao Zhanlin...
When I opened my eyes again, it was already three o'clock in the morning.
After being tortured all night, when Jiang Nuantang opened his eyes in the morning, the man in his body was still working hard, as if he had lost half his life.
Lying lazily on the bed.
Eyelashes fluttered and eyelids were heavy.
In my ears, my daughter’s innocent inquiry came through the door panel:
"Daddy, is mommy sick? Why haven't you gotten up yet?"
Jiang Yimiao raised his head and spoke with confusion.
After all, as usual, Mommy should get up earlier than them.
Today was unusual.
It's really impossible not to make people suspicious.
The little guy asked out of pure concern, and even lowered his voice deliberately, but Jiang Nuantang still heard it.
Especially Shao Zhanlin's answer made her blush even more.
"Your mommy was too tired last night. Let her sleep more."
I don’t know if it’s because of the tough tenderness he has when facing his daughter.
It was the slightly hoarse low voice last night that left her with too many charming memories.
In Jiang Nuantang's mind, many images that were not suitable for children appeared uncontrollably.
My cheeks turned red immediately.
I couldn't help but feel angry and unfair.
Who can blame her for being so tired?
It’s not him yet——
Jiang Nuantang cursed in his heart, wishing he could hold on to his broken bones and get up to argue with him.
"Too tired? Why?"
The confused voice sounded again.
At the age of four or five, I am always curious about everything.
When I encounter something I don’t understand, I want to ask for clarification.
This topic alone makes people somewhat embarrassed.
Jiang Nuantang, in particular, felt a little guilty when she heard Miaobao Tongyan Wuji's voice.
I couldn't help but prick up my ears, wanting to know how Shao Zhanlin would answer.
I heard that Shao Zhanlin didn't even feel guilty.
The voice spoke frankly:
"Dancing consumes energy and makes me tired."
Shao Zhanlin's face remained calm and he told lies without blinking an eye.
Jiang Nuantang couldn't help but roll his eyes.
Damn it, she was tired from dancing.
Wouldn't this man's conscience hurt if he deceived a child like this?
but……
Thinking of the postures Shao Zhanlin asked her to do last night, they seemed to be similar to dancing.
It's just a little too erotic.
As the yellow waste in his brain increased, Jiang Nuantang's cheeks burned again.
In Jiang Yimiao's eyes, the image of his father is tall and majestic.
This meeting also believed in Shao Zhanlin's words and spoke without doubt:
"I know daddy, I will keep my voice down so as not to disturb mommy's rest."
The little guy vowed to do so.
Shao Zhanlin's deep eyes became a little softer, he touched her head and praised:
"good."
Shao Zhanlin asked the little guy to go play with his brothers, and then he opened the door and entered the room.
As soon as I entered the door, I saw the person on the bed with his eyes open and clear.
It's obviously been a while since I woke up.
Regarding this, Shao Zhanlin didn't have much surprise on his face.
I didn’t feel guilty about what I said in front of my daughter.
With a calm expression on his face, he said calmly:
"woke up?"
Shao Zhanlin's voice was normal, as if he was just discussing the weather outside.
Before Jiang Nuantang could even speak, he asked again:
"Are you feeling uncomfortable? If you don't want to get up to eat, I'll bring breakfast in..."
Shao Zhanlin looked like a good man with twenty-four filial piety, but it didn't make Jiang Nuantang's mood ease in the slightest.
Even his knowing concern stepped on her explosive point.
"Don't talk to me."
Jiang Nuantang refused to pay attention to him and turned over, trying to turn her back to him.
But the moment he turned over, the injured area was touched, and he couldn't help but take a breath of cold air, and his face turned pale.
Shao Zhanlin had a hunch that based on yesterday's frequency, she would suffer a little, but she didn't expect it to be so serious.
With a stern expression on his face, he stepped forward, lifted the quilt, and stretched out his hand to lift the hem of her skirt.
"Let me see."
How could Jiang Nuantang agree? She tightly covered the key points to prevent him from taking a step closer.
"Don't touch me."
Jiang Nuantang's eyes were full of vigilance, and she looked at him as if she were guarding against a thief.
Shao Zhanlin tried several times without success, feeling angry and helpless.
Yesterday was really an accident, and I lost control of my emotions due to possession of the valley.
So many times in a row, he failed to control his strength and hurt her.
Afterwards, he also regretted it.
But obviously, his credibility with Jiang Nuantang was extremely low at this time.
Shao Zhanlin sighed, but he could only discuss it with her in a good voice:
"Let me take a look and give you some medicine if it's serious."
Shao Zhanlin was patient, but Jiang Nuantang didn't follow his lead.
He glared at him hatefully and said angrily:
"There's no need for you to pretend to be kind."
As he spoke, Jiang Nuantang ignored his sore and swollen body, pulled the thin quilt over, and was about to cover her body again, but he held her down with one hand.
The thin quilt didn't move at all.
Jiang Nuantang simply didn't fight with him and let go of the quilt.
Avoid his body, bend your knees and get out of bed.
Unexpectedly, in the next second, he reached out and pushed her onto the bed, lifted up her skirt with his big palm, and pulled off the covering.
The movements were so coherent that Jiang Nuantang didn't even react.
It wasn't until the coolness felt under his body that he realized what he had done.
The fair cheeks became congested and red.
"Shao Zhanlin!"
Jiang Nuantang was ashamed and angry. In her more than twenty years of life, had she ever been so embarrassed?
Naturally, it was impossible to allow him to be bullied like this.
She struggled violently to prevent him from touching her injured area, and she slapped and slapped her hands in an attempt to stop him.
Ever since he discovered that Jiang Nuantang's problem was more serious than he thought.
Shao Zhanlin stopped thinking about teasing her.
His thin lips were pursed tightly, and his face was serious, as if he was facing a multi-billion project.
Seeing her struggling desperately, his face visibly sank and he said coldly:
"If you don't want to be tied up, just stay calm and don't move!"