Chapter Seventy-Eight: Tenderness
Anyway, thinking that Mu Hanchuan had been so kind to others before, she felt a little uncomfortable.
Sour and uncomfortable.
Because of a force, Shen Qingzi's fingers wrapped a few hairs around at once and pulled.
"Hiss......"
Shen Qingzi ached.
Mu Hanchuan's attention was on Shen Qingzi's body at this time.
Shen Qingzi's movements, he also saw it at once.
He stretched out his hand and pressed Shen Qingzi's hand, "Don't move." ”
As he spoke, Mu Hanchuan gently took off the strands of hair that Shen Qingzi had pulled and straightened it for her.
Shen Qingzi stood quietly and didn't dare to move.
At this moment, she could feel as if she was wrapped in a gentle aura.
The nose is full of good smells.
Refreshing.
And she could feel Mu Hanchuan's gentleness and carefulness.
It's as if she is the one he cares for on the tip of his heart.
However, he may not be good to her alone, and he may have been good to others before.
Thinking of this, her heart was sullen.
I obviously didn't care about it, but I couldn't help but care.
She didn't expect that she would have such emotions after getting along with Mu Hanchuan.
Maybe it's because Mu Hanchuan is so good, so she can't control herself......
Because no one has ever treated her so well.
She cherishes it.
She also wanted to dig out her heart and lungs to Mu Hanchuan.
After finishing it, Mu Hanchuan picked up a comb and gave Shen Qingzi a gentle comb for her hair.
"Alright."
Hearing Mu Hanchuan say yes, Shen Qingzi also let out a breath.
I just felt a little hot.
"Thank you!"
"Madam, we are husband and wife, we are not allowed to say thank you in the future, you know?"
"Hmm."
What to do, he just said a word, and it made her feel better.
Looking at Shen Qingzi's well-behaved appearance, Mu Hanchuan gently rubbed her hair.
Then he whispered: "I haven't done this to anyone else before, there is only one you." ”
Hearing this, Shen Qingzi was stunned.
The hand at her side trembled.
Fingers grip the towel tightly.
So, so he was only so nice to her?
Was he explaining it to her?
Shen Qingzi slowly raised his head and looked at Mu Hanchuan, with a glass-like brilliance in his eyes.
Brilliant and dazzling.
Mu Hanchuan looked at Shen Qingzi's eyes, and his eyes moved.
He reached out and caressed her eyes.
Shen Qingzi's long eyelashes trembled.
Like a small brush, it brushed Mu Hanchuan's palm, bringing a slight feeling.
Like a feather, brushing through his heart.
Mu Hanchuan flashed a streamer under his eyes and said, "Dry your hair and rest early." ”
Shen Qingzi moved his lips, "Okay." ”
After drying her hair, Shen Qingzi was also sleepy.
Not long after lying down, she fell asleep.
She originally wanted to say something to Mu Hanchuan, but she couldn't open her eyelids because she was so sleepy.
So she forgot to say anything.
Mu Hanchuan didn't feel sleepy.
He looked at the man in his arms and reached out to smooth her frowning brow.
He bowed his head and kissed her forehead, "Good night, ma'am!" ”
In fact, Mu Hanchuan used to sleep shallowly, and he was not used to anyone around him.
But Shen Qingzi is different.
Some things seem to be so natural, she is around, and his sleep quality has improved.
When Mu Hanchuan fell asleep, in the middle of the night, he suddenly felt a pain in the wound.
Mu Hanchuan opened his stunning eyes, looked down, and found that Shen Qingzi's entire head was smashed on his wound.