Chen Xiaoxiu and comfortably took a hot bath. At this time, he was facing the mirror and applied a layer of essential oil with a faint fragrance on his hair that had just dried.
I've been busy lately and I don't have time to take care of myself. When I think of Jiang Zhixian's habit of rubbing around her neck, Chen Qiaoqiao couldn't help but blush.
Looking at the mirror, one kiss after another reflected, Chen quietly cursed herself. She found some repair gel in the medical box and carefully applied a layer on her skin, hoping that it would be better soon.
When she packed up and was about to fall asleep, there was a rhythmic knock on the door outside.
Chen quietly stroked the ring on his hand, his body remained unmoved, and he made up his mind not to open the door. However, the man at the door seemed to be quarrel with her, and he was persistent in knocking on the door. As long as you don't open the door, I will knock on the door all night read.
A few minutes later, Chen Qiaoqiao finally couldn't help but hear the magic sound, and ran to open the door angrily.
As soon as the door opened, he saw Jiang Zhixian standing there with a smile, holding a glass of milk in his hand, "It's still hot, it's good to have a drink and sleep at night."
Chen quietly took the cup and said suspiciously: "Just just give me a glass of milk?"
"What about that?" Jiang Zhixian put his arms around his chest, looking righteous and arrogant.
Seeing that the other party was not cheating and was about to break in, Chen Qiaoqiao couldn't tell what she felt. She took the cup, drank it in front of Jiang Zhixian in an invisible way, and then put the air in the air The cup was stuffed into Jiang Zhixian's hand.
"You're finished drinking, you go." Chen quietly blocked the door.
Jiang Zhixian looked joking, "Where is the thank you?"
"What kind of thank you?" Chen Qiaoqiao looked alert.
Jiang Zhixian pointed to his lips, and the hint was very obvious.
Chen Qiaoqiao found it funny inexplicably, "Kiss, day by day, aren't you tired of it?"
After saying that, she stepped forward, grabbed Jiang Zhixian's collar with her right hand, and pulled it down hard. Then, a warm and soft kiss fell on Jiang Zhixian's lips.
"Okay!"
Chen Qiaoqiao kissed her openly and no longer had the shame she had before. As expected, she was used to being kissed by Jiang Zhixian.
Jiang Zhixian was kissed and his mind was buzzing. He was so fond of Chen Xiaoqiao's appearance.
"How come you get tired of kissing you?" Jiang Zhixian touched his lips, as if he was savoring, "It would be even better if he could kiss you a little longer next time."
"Why are you covered in sweat?" Chen quietly noticed his wet forehead and asked with a frown.
Jiang Zhixian stroked his hair back and pulled it back, "Just just got downstairs and had a fight with the old crab."
"Why are you still fighting with the old man?" Chen frowned quietly, remembering the past that Ergou told, and thinking about the touching story of the old man working hard and raising a big boy.
Unexpectedly, after hearing this, Jiang Zhixian pointed to the wound on his face and said incredibly: "It was me who was beaten!"
He didn't fight back at all, he just resisted the opponent's attacks.
That old guy slapped someone in the face, unreasonable!
Unexpectedly, Chen Xiaowei finished listening, not only did he feel sad, but also said with a look of surprise: "You haven't called you yet?"
Unexpectedly, an old man who picks up trash and picks up trash is the rumored "sweeping monk".
After hearing this, Jiang Zhixian suffocated his breath and was in a state of discomfort. He covered his head and began to pretend, "Currently, I have a headache."
"What's wrong?" Chen Qiaoqiao didn't doubt it was fake. He really thought he was injured during a fight, so he quickly helped Jiang Zhixian, "Do you want to call a doctor?"
"No need." Jiang Zhixian pretended to be painful and gently pressed his right hand against her shoulder, "I need a little spiritual comfort."
The man who was still alive downstairs just now turned into a delicate injured person. He looked at Chen Xiaokou and waited for her to nod.
In order to pursue a wife, men must first be willing to take it.
Obviously, Jiang Zhixian is already the best and has mastered the essence.
Chen thought for a while, with a serious expression, "Then I will help you to the guest room and give you spiritual comfort, I will come back."
This is a good idea!
However, for Jiang Zhixian, it was a bit inhumane.
He didn't want to leave or go to the guest room. He wanted to come in and sleep with his fragrant wife at night.
"Okay." Jiang Zhixian pretended to agree, and covered his head, and said, "My villa is an old house. The guest rooms are not cleaned very much all year round, and there is not even a bed. I will send someone to move a sofa here later. Remember to take a blanket quietly. The pillows and blankets in the guest room are all damp. I'm afraid you won't get used to it."
Every word is sincere and every word is sincere, and it is all about her.
As long as Chen Mou had a little doubt, now he opened the door of the guest room and went to see it, he knew that Jiang Zhixian had made up all lies!
However, women in love are unaware of men's tricks.
When she heard that Jiang Zhixian lived, it was wet and damp without the bed, and it was indeed a little loose. Looking at his weak appearance and the fine sweat beads on his forehead, she felt even more distressed.
"Then...you come in." Chen sighed quietly, not making up his mind.
She helped Jiang Zhixian into the bedroom, helped him to the bed, and began to hesitate again.
What to do? Jiang Zhixian didn't take a shower and was covered in sweat. He didn't want him to cover himself with a blanket, nor did he want him to go to bed.
"Or why don't you go to the sofa first?" Chen Xiaoxiu said tentatively.
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Jiang Zhixian looking at her with accusation, "Quiet, I have a headache."
She is not obsessed with cleanliness, but she is sweating all over and can’t go to bed before taking a shower. This is the bottom line!
Seeing her struggling look, Jiang Zhixian almost burst into laughter. He twitched the corners of his mouth several times before he barely suppressed his smile and said, "I'll take a shower first, my body feels sticky and uncomfortable."
"Okay, okay!" Chen Qiaoqiao's eyes lit up, and he suddenly felt that Jiang Zhixian looked much more pleasing to the eyes.
She took out a large bathrobe from the closet and handed it over, "You go and take a shower first, I'll wait for you outside."
This is very ambiguous. Although Jiang Zhixian knew that she had no suggestion, she still enjoyed it very much.
"Yes." Jiang Zhixian took the bathrobe, skillfully found the replacement underwear from the cabinet, and walked into the bathroom without any concealment in front of Shen.
It was not until this time that Chen Qiaoqiao realized that she actually put the wolf in again!
Listening to the sound of water in the bathroom, Chen quietly covered his face silently. Jiang Zhixian was so excessive on the warship last time. Can he bear it this time?
No, he must not be able to make him more aggressive.
If he dares to let her do that, she will... turn against him!
Some things really cannot be thought of, but your hands will be sore when you think of them.
His face was red and his neck was hot, and he sat quietly beside the bed, staring at his wrist in a daze.
About ten minutes later, Jiang Zhixian finished taking a shower, put on a bathrobe, wiped his hair, and walked to the edge of the bed step by step with his straight and powerful legs in white slippers.