Zhao Wanxi was also angry when she saw him like this, she looked like this, not because this kid exported Meng Lang, which made her feel uneasy.

"I don't like to wait, what does that son like. The slave and maid did so. ”

"I like you."

She flew her cheeks, her small chest fell together, and she bit her lip and said: "It seems that the son is really too drunk, and he is not drunk, the slave and maid go to fetch water for the son to clean himself, and the son will go back to the room and wait." ”

She turned around and walked angrily to the kitchen.

Shen Kang looked at her back and said with a smile: "Wine is not intoxicating, it is Sister Wan who is intoxicating." ”

Hearing this, Zhao Wanxi was beaten again, and then, with her head down, she ran away as if she couldn't escape.

"Hey, hey." Shen Kangwu smiled to himself and shook his body to go back to the room.

He lay on the bed, dizzy, and only felt that his body was hot, his cheeks were hot, and the taste of drunkenness was really bad.

In a trance, he heard the sound of the door opening, and he tried to open his eyes and saw Zhao Wanxi walking into the door with hot water.

With a "clang", he lay back on the bed.

I heard the sound of gurgling water, and my brain made up for the scene where Zhao Wanxi was gently teasing the water with her soft pancreas. The slender fingers must have been almost transparent in the light, and droplets of water slid down her fingertips on his body.

The water flowed through it like a fire.

"Sister Wan."

Zhao Wanxi folded the wet soft towel a few times, came to the bed and sat down beside him gently, complaining: "I persuaded but didn't listen, I was drunk like this." ”

Then he raised his hand to wipe his face, the warm soft towel swept across his cheeks, Shen Kang snorted comfortably, slowly opened his eyes, and looked at her for a moment, by the way... raised his hand and grabbed her Ruxue Hao's wrist.

"What do you do?" Zhao Wanxi's subconscious body curled back.

Shen Kang said: "Eat." ”

"Huh?" Zhao Wanxi was stunned: "What to eat?" ”

Shen Kang smiled: "You." ”

He seemed to have given up on himself, completely ignoring his image cultivation, his body straightened, he rolled, his feet rushed into the bed, and his head was directly on Zhao Wanxi's lap.

"Knee pillow." Shen Kang squinted his eyes and muttered half-drunk and half-awake: "It's so soft, it's so comfortable." ”

Zhao Wanxi stiffened, and said with a blushing face: "You, you get up." ”

Shen Kang struggled, but he directly stopped her waist and hugged her, muttering, "Pick out your ears." ”

"What?"

Shen Kang muttered unhappily: "Sister, my ears are so itchy and uncomfortable, well... Pluck out my ears. ”

Zhao Wanxi saw that he was very drunk, and it was not easy to forcibly push him away, looking at his childish little face, she smiled in her heart, she is still a child, what kind of heart do you have?

She gave a rare gentle smile and put her hands on his shoulders to move him.

Shen Kang pursed his lips and looked at her dissatisfied.

Zhao Wanxi sighed lightly, and said helplessly: "You lie on your side, so that I can see your ears by light, otherwise... How to clean your ears. ”

Shen Kang reluctantly turned to the side, turned his face towards Zhao Wanxi's lower abdomen, and lay there obediently.

Zhao Wanxi smiled to herself, raised her hand and plucked the hairpin on her head, and turned it around with the tip of the hairpin according to the lamp, itching in his ears.

She often didn't dare to look at him carefully, but now she was so caught up by his words that she couldn't help but observe his appearance carefully.

Shen Kang has an elegant and calm bearing, she knows that he is good-looking, just like the sisters and brothers of the Shen family, they are all born well-looking, but she didn't expect this young man to be so good-looking.

His eyebrows and eyes are like stars, always radiant, always calm. The bridge of the nose is like a straight distant mountain painted in ink, and the lips are lightly pursed as if they are suffering from extremely unbearable torture, and because they are tightly pursed, the lips are slightly reddened. A crow-green hair spread out on her knees, such an elegant and elegant young man is really rare to see.

She maintained a dignified and cold appearance on her face, but her heart couldn't help but pound.

"Childe, are you alright?"

Her voice was slightly lowered, and her originally crisp voice seemed to be covered with a layer of charm, hooking Shen Kang's soul like a small hook.

Shen Kang opened his eyes slightly, pursed his lips and smiled, looked at her innocently, and asked, "Sister Wan, rest early." ”

Hearing this, Zhao Wanxi was a little stunned.

She looked as usual, helped him to the pillow, covered the quilt again, and said, "Childe, rest." With that, she turned away, picked up the bucket at the door, and walked out the door.

Shen Kang was sleepy, he didn't have the energy to hold on any longer, and he fell into a deep sleep with the fragrance she left behind.

It's hot.

She sat on the edge of the bed and fanned him softly.

Shen Kang raised his eyes to look at her, but saw that she was wearing a blue belly pocket, and her lower body was wearing a plain white ankle-length skirt, and the soft plain skirt trembled slightly as her toes moved.

She was barefoot, her toes touching the ground, and her skin was white and soft.

Shen Kang's heart trembled, and he turned around and went to the ground.

Zhao Wanxi raised her eyebrows slightly, narrowed her apricot eyes, and asked, "You, what are you running away?" ”

Shen Kang stiffened and said, "Sister Wan, you respect yourself." ”

"Huh?" Zhao Wanxi leaned back, put one hand on her temple, hooked him with her eyes, and said with a smile: "If you don't come, I'll sleep." ”

Shen Kang tried to look away, but unconsciously glanced at her bare feet.

Her ankles are slender, her little feet are soft and cute, and her five tiny toes tug at his heartstrings. He stiffened two steps forward and crouched down in front of her.

Zhao Wanxi slowly swung his feet, slowly climbed up from his calves, and stopped in that indescribable place, like rubbing.

"Die or die!" Shen Kang shouted in his heart, but an indescribable evil smile bloomed on his face.

He grabbed her thin white ankle and turned around and bullied up: "Sister Wan." ”

She smiled, smiling at his gaze, as if invited, as if ashamed.

"Huh."

This woman didn't know how to make such a sad and happy cry, which made it difficult to resist anymore.

His eyes were on fire, and he tore off the last piece of cover in front of her, and his poor belly pocket was tossed to the ground. The brocade quilt flipped over, the warm breath blowing on each other's cheeks, and she clenched the brocade quilt under her.

The blue belly pocket looked particularly cold under the clear yellow light, and the happy wails cast a glow on it.

Shen Kang was shocked, and a stream of heat rushed out, drenching his pants.

He woke up suddenly, and finally vented his anger, and his hot body gradually cooled down.

"Grass!"

He couldn't help but burst into a foul mouth, in the last life in modern times, the first time he ran a horse was thirteen years old, and this time, he came at the age of ten.

The moon is clear outside the window, and occasionally a few thin pieces of snow press on the eaves bells, and the eaves bells are crisp and ringing, spreading to every corner of the house.

He smiled bitterly, rolled over and fell to the ground, scrubbed his body, then changed into a clean bedgown, and then collapsed on the bed, and fell into a deep sleep.