Chapter 37: The Gray Wolf Attribute of the Little Sheep at the Same Table (10)
Lin Shaoge was taken aback when he saw Hua Qianli standing in front of him.
Girlfriend is a head taller than him?
The original owner was already slender and tall, far surpassing his peers, but his girlfriend was even taller than him!
I didn't pay attention to my height yesterday, but now I suddenly realize that I have to accept the truth helplessly.
When his thoughts were drifting, Hua Qianli surrounded him, and the clean and refreshing breath like summer mint hit him, refreshing his heart.
Hua Qianli tilted her head slightly and arranged her clothes.
Lin Shaoge was stunned, his eyes widened slightly.
He was familiar with the smell, but he couldn't remember where he smelled it.
With a calming aura.
The man's fingertips inadvertently touched his body, and through several layers of fabric, there was a crispy tingling sensation.
The warm breath sprayed on his neck, as if it slashed through the burst of electricity, tickling straight to the heart.
The place where it was sprayed by breath seemed to be burned, and it was hot and hot.
Lin Shaoge's body froze, his earlobes were red, and he blurted out: "You did it on purpose." ”
Hua Qianli blinked innocently and dazedly, her peach blossom eyes were sparkling, and there was a playful smile under her eyes, "Ge'er, what are you talking about, I don't understand." ”
Lin Shaoge looked at him and snorted softly.
Forget it, my girlfriend is naughty, what else can I do, spoiled.
Hua Qianli continued to dress Lin Shaoge, but his movements were no longer concealed and he became bold.
Lin Shaoge's fair cheeks were flushed, and he couldn't help but hold the messy hand, and his voice was a little hoarse.
"Girl, you're still young, I can't bear to ......"
Hua Qianli was held by the wrist, raised her eyes to look at the young man, and teased: "Ge'er, I'm not young, I'm eighteen years old." ”
At that time, eighteen girls were already married.
Hearing his words, Lin Shaoge was stunned.
Is this teasing him?
My girlfriend is three years older than me.
There is a generation gap.
Lin Shaoge pursed his lips, stared at Hua Qianli's face, and said after a while: "The years are very kind to you. ”
The peach blossom eyes under the slender eyebrows are beautiful and smart, and the skin is fair and delicate. The eye waves are flowing, and there are all kinds of styles.
The appearance is beautiful, transcending gender, transcending age.
He looked at Hua Qianli and said involuntarily: "If you are dressed in red, you will definitely be beautiful in the world." ”
Hua Qianli raised her eyebrows and touched her face.
Suddenly, his thin lips pulled up slightly, revealing a sarcastic arc, and whispered softly, "What's the use of this face no matter how good it looks." ”
The sound was low and drifting away with the wind.
"What?"
Lin Shaoge frowned slightly, his voice was too low to hear clearly.
"It's nothing, it's just ......" Hua Qianli's eyes twinkled, "Ge'er, you still call me girl." ”
"Flower Thousand Trees?" Lin Shaoge asked.
"Qianqian." Hua Qianli directly denied this title.
"Chiki?"
"No," Hua Qianli said insistently, "Qianqian." ”
"Okay, please Qianqian put my clothes on." Lin Shaoge looked at the person in front of him, and his eyes were dyed with a smile.
"As long as it's a song, it won't be annoying." Hua Qianli sorted out Lin Shaoge's clothes, but this time he was peaceful, and his eyes were a little focused.
Lin Shaoge stopped his words, and his eyelashes drooped slightly, covering the emotions in his eyes.
After finishing it, Lin Shaoge looked at the bronze mirror.
The dark blue shirt, with an ink-colored geometric wide belt tied around the waist, is meticulous in the details, and the youthful posture is more and more slender.
Lin Shaoge pursed his lips: "Qianqian, take care of my hair." ”
The long green silk fell like a waterfall, hanging down on his shoulders and waist, and rolled up a little messily, and he couldn't believe that he had washed up like this.