Chapter 1290 I have never heard of any fairy tales
Shen Wanxing spread the hand cream and shook his head.
She lacks nothing.
Money, power, status.
She has everything and the child is very cute.
She doesn't need men very much at the moment. Shen Wanxing knows that she will never be with any man except He Xizhou. But she doesn't even want He Xizhou at the moment. In this state, she has no desires and no demands.
All she needs to do is move forward step by step, and her goals in life are very clear.
He Xizhou held her hand, and the scent of shea butter stuck to He Xizhou's hand. He rubbed her hand, letting the scent wrap her hand.
Shen Wanxing always felt that his actions were not so serious.
"What are you doing? You don't need to wipe it so carefully. If you want hand protection, I'll wipe it for you."
There was never such a day-to-day relationship between them.
"Shouldn't the gauntlets be carefully guarded?"
He Xizhou asked knowingly.
The lights in the room were not turned on, only the ambiguous and dim light of the dressing table and the light of the wall lamp were used. The two of them bit their ears and talked in detail, which made it particularly charming.
"But you don't need to leave even the cracks under your fingernails."
"Shen Wanxing."
He Xizhou called her seriously.
"Um?"
"Can't you see that I'm taking advantage of you?"
He said dumbly, and the taste lingered in Shen Wanxing's heart. She felt a little dizzy as if she had drunk 60-proof white wine.
Take advantage.
They knew it very well and thought it was tacitly understood.
But she didn't expect He Xizhou to say it out loud. Shen Wanxing felt that she was going a little too far, actually enjoying such ambiguity without breaking the window paper. As soon as he said it, she didn't know what to say.
Completely unable to cope.
Shen Wanxing pursed her lips.
"My lips are dry."
The man casually moved a chair and placed it behind her, and his slender fingers alternately touched the rows of lipstick and lipstick on her lips. Such small movements made Shen Wanxing feel like He Xizhou was playing the piano.
His hands can tell that he is noble and pampered.
This is not playing the piano, but touching her heart.
What is he doing!
Shen Wanxing watched him take out a lip balm from the row of lipsticks.
"How do you know it's this one?"
"I've seen too much."
The man slowly turned the lipstick away, and the milky white paste came out.
"I'll do it myself."
Shen Wanxing wanted to snatch the lipstick away, but He Xizhou didn't hide. He let her take the lipstick away, and Shen Wanxing turned around and looked at him doubtfully.
She swiped the lipstick carefully on her lips.
"I'll do it too."
He Xizhou came over.
"Then I'll apply it for you." Shen Wanxing was very generous and wiped the lipstick along his thin lips. Her lipstick was very effective.
She swallowed subconsciously.
"Aren't my features pretty?"
He Xizhou looked at her and asked.
He still cared about what she said to the child before, so he wanted her to comment on it.
"Why are you competing with your child? Beautiful."
He took her hand and touched his lips and nose.
"What do you do?"
"Reciprocity is reciprocated."
This man talks one thing after another, and he always has a way to deal with her.
Shen Wanxing turned away, but the man seemed determined to be shameless. He held her hand and rubbed it on his cheek.
Eye.
Long and narrow.
Even without looking at it, Shen Wanxing knew what his eyes looked like. His eyes were deep, as if they had been filled with thick ink.
Always unfathomable.
Those eyelashes are actually very long and itchy.
This is a trick He Xizhou learned from his children, and it's quite easy to use.
This kind of subtle contact can breed many hidden emotions on such a night.
The nose is straight.
The bridge of his nose was very good, and Shen Wanxing's index finger slid across the bridge of his nose. Her fingers were all numb, and she couldn't describe this feeling in words.
I heard that men with straight noses...
Shen Wanxing's ears felt slightly hot. She had heard what Yu Chuchu said. It was quite well-founded. Isn't He Xizhou who she said he was?
"Are you satisfied? Why are your hands so hot?"
"Stop touching it, that's enough. The child has inherited your good genes, how could it not look good?"
Shen Wanxing was afraid.
"Go to bed quickly, I think it's getting late."
He Xizhou let go of her, and as soon as he stepped away, Shen Wanxing felt the heat on his back slowly dissipate.
She watched the man walk to the bed and move the child to one side.
"what you do?"
Shen Wanxing asked softly, "Don't you want the child to sleep in the middle?"
"We can't influence him."
He Xizhou was merciful and did not let Uncle Fu take the child away directly.
"Don't be like this, if the child wakes up tomorrow and finds..."
"I'll wake up earlier than him."
He Xizhou said calmly, probably already thinking about what to do.
Shen Wanxing lifted the quilt and leaned on the bed. The man was sitting on the side of the bed, looking at her.
She didn't know why things turned out like this. She fell asleep in the middle of it, feeling a little embarrassed for no reason.
Shen Wanxing moved inside, leaving more than half of the space outside.
She turned over and turned her back to He Xizhou, just in time to look at the child.
She could feel the sinking of her back. He Xizhou was already lying on the bed. She subconsciously moved towards the child. But a big hand behind her hugged her waist and pulled her back.
"If you squeeze in again, the child will wake up."
His breath sprayed behind her ear, and Shen Wanxing avoided it.
"I'm sleeping well, don't do anything. If you wake up the child, don't even think about it..." When Shen Wanxing was talking, He Xizhou's hand covered her mouth.
"Then don't say anything."
He Xizhou pulled her over and asked her to face him. He looked at her like that. Shen Wanxing couldn't bear it anymore and closed his eyes. The man didn't speak and looked at others in silence. Sometimes, it makes people feel very embarrassed.
He Xizhou didn't say anything, but just stretched out his hand to hold her finger. She was wearing very loose pajamas, and her waist would be exposed just by turning a little. He Xizhou moved like this and accidentally touched her on the skin.
"What are you doing?"
Shen Wanxing grabbed his hand, "Didn't you agree to sleep?"
"Where's the bedtime story?"
He Xizhou was suddenly childish enough to argue with her about bedtime stories.
"I want to evaluate the child." It's only nine o'clock in the evening, which is not He Xizhou's sleep time.
He didn't want to let Shen Wanxing go so quickly.
"Then can you go to sleep after I say this?" Shen Wanxing was still thinking of telling He Xizhou a random story, "You can't care about the fairy tales I told you. You have heard them before."