Chapter 227: Living with the School Flower (Part II)

The mood of the two is actually a little apprehensive, after all, cohabitation is just two words in their mouths, but the meaning of it will inevitably make people think about it.

So much so that Shen Zhong has been thinking all day today, why has her position become so unfirm in front of her, is it because her will has regressed, or does she have a magical magic that is hard to say no?

But at this point, it's impossible to kick people out again, and she won't stay for a long time anyway, so I hope we can be safe.

Shen Zhong is calm, but Han Zhiqi, the initiator, is a little embarrassed in his heart, the nature of a girl dictates that although she is much braver than Shen Zhong in love, but after all, it is the first time to live with a man. Taking a bath at night is the first thing that worries her, not that she is afraid that Shen Zhong will have bad intentions, but there is a man outside the living room, and she is naked in the bathroom through a glass door.

In the end, she is still a yellow flower girl, and she will naturally be very unaccustomed to this kind of thing, and she doesn't even dare to look at herself in the bathroom mirror.

As for how crazy the picture in the bathroom is, only Han Zhiqi knows that this is the most perfect work of art in the sky, and she is the only one who can fully appreciate it, in short, after seeing her, most people will understand why there is a saying that the king is not early in ancient times.

Shen is not unprecedented, and the sound of water droplets in the bathroom is difficult not to make a normal man think crankily, especially since she also has the capital to make women all over the world envious and jealous. But this is falling!

Shen Zhong was very distressed, he felt that he had brought back a "scourge", a scourge that brought disaster to the country and the people!

The air conditioner is at full power, and the living room is so warm that it makes people red-faced, anyway, an ordinary short-sleeved dress can be dealt with all year round, Han Zhiqi is not very cool, she washed in the bathroom for half an hour before coming out.

Quietly pushing open the sliding door, a pair of big black eyes glanced at it, making sure that she couldn't see her in this direction, and then slipped into the room with a pile of toiletries, her little face flushed like a ripe apple, and she was extremely reluctant to admit that it was because of her shyness.

She changed into a short silk nightdress with half-sleeved royal blue and checked back and forth in front of the mirror for four or five minutes before opening the door after making sure it was okay. In fact, she also brought two pajamas with a more daring style, but she retreated before the battle, this one was already the most conservative clothes, this time, she was determined to break the boat.

The door opened a crack, the living room light was still on, and Han Zhiqi took several deep breaths in succession, his heartbeat was too fast. You girl is not angry, where did the unruly Han Zhiqi in the past go?!

She turned her heart sideways, pushed the door and walked out, and looked at this side casually with her eyes, nose, nose, mouth, mouth, and heart, and suddenly found that her throat was a little dry...

The texture of the silk nightdress is soft and close-fitting, and the chest is wrapped in a bulging mass that makes people unable to take their eyes off, it is hard to imagine how crazy the scenery will be, the snow-white skin under the V-neck is like a slightly transparent white jade that can be blown and broken, the skirt of the nightdress is knee-high, and the calves with perfect arcs are well-proportioned and slender.

She sat down on the sofa in a slightly regular manner, the skirt was tucked up by two points, and the round and perfect thighs loomed to reveal the tip of the iceberg, shaking heavily and a little dizzy. It is said that Jiangnan women are gentle and graceful like water, refreshing, but this native girl from the north makes people feel that the stars in the sky have lost their color when they are smart.

Han Zhiqi's face was flushed, she was embarrassed and turned her head as naturally as possible, she looked at it for a little longer, and kept thinking about sins and sins in her heart, this is only the first day that people can't hold it, how can you survive for half a month in the future?

"Why did you suddenly come back so early?" Shen Zhong had nothing to say, but he didn't open which pot to mention. Of course, this question happened to be something he was quite interested in learning about.

Han Zhiqi didn't shy away from it, and said softly: "Last year, you saw the person who invited me and my classmates to dinner at the Haiyue Hotel, he is from Qingdu, and my father has to marry their family, because I fell out with my family because of this, and I was driven crazy every day at home, and I had nowhere to go, so I had to come back early." ”

She gave Shen a heavy look, hoping that he would be a little emotional when he heard the news, but disappointed that she didn't get her way.

That person, Shen Zheng still remembers, that day the two of them fought for Han Zhiqi, oh, including himself.

It seems that at that time, he also said to that person, "Chasing girls must use righteous and bright means", and then she scolded him for being a big pig's trotter...

"You don't like him?" asked Shen Zhong knowingly.

Han Zhiqi looked at him intently and replied seriously: "Who do I like, don't you know?"

Shen was speechless for a while, chatting about how it happened to him again.

"So you quarreled with your family?"

Han Zhiqi didn't care and said, "It's almost." ”

After a moment she looked at him, because he didn't speak again, his head slightly lowered and he didn't know what to think, this kind of half-baked chat was really uncomfortable.

He suddenly asked, "Is that what your eyes are looking for?"

Han Zhiqi was stunned for a moment, only then did she realize that he had been thinking about this question just now, she smiled, and the tears came inexplicably, when did it become so easy to cry...

In fact, her eyes have not been all good since Chinese New Year's Eve, and now as long as she opens her eyes for a long time, she will feel sour and tired, and she has not cared, or she can't care about it.

Whether it's or not, she takes this as a serious concern, and it's really nuanced.

Shaking her head, she didn't know, and she really didn't care.

The two fingers under the heavy coffee table kept scraping the other party's nails, which was a common action when he was thinking deeply, "If you don't mind, just lie down and I'll show you?"

Han Zhiqi's eyes widened at a loss, and the happiness came a little suddenly, so that she felt that she was not completely ready. Of course, she insisted in her heart that she didn't want to be crooked.

Lying on the sofa obediently, the delicate body of the mountains is undulating, and he glanced at it slightly, and the waves are turbulent!

Ahem, he was definitely not taking the opportunity to eat Han Zhiqi's tofu!

Shen closed his eyes and breathed softly, I am a king of a dark world with no feelings, I only know killing, only power.

When he opened his eyes again, there was a bottomless snow-white ravine, he shook his head, and tore off a scarf from the sofa to cover Han Zhiqi. Han Zhiqi was motionless, her pretty face was flushed, and of course she knew what was going on.

"Close your eyes. ”

A heavy and low command was given, and the thick and slightly magnetic voice bumped into Han Zhiqi's heart, making her feel numb.

She obediently closed her eyes, and then she felt a pair of heavy hands on her temples, and her delicate skin felt the roughness of his fingertips. Suddenly, the temperature at the temples began to rise slowly, and Shen Zhong poured vitality from his fingers with ordinary massage techniques.

Then his fingers kept rubbing on the acupoints above the canthus corners of her eyes, and the acupuncture points around the eye sockets, such as the fish waist, the bamboo, the silk bamboo space, and the tips of the ears.

A warm current poured into Han Zhiqi's eyes, as if she had been soaked in warm water, so comfortable that she almost made a sound.

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