Qi Shu looked at Zhao Ling, and before he could say anything, he smiled on his lips.

He asked, "Waiting for me?" ”

Zhao Ling always felt that this was a bit strange, but after thinking about it, he felt that it was right, so he said "um".

Qi Shu also walked over and sat down on the edge of the bed, seeing Zhao Ling subconsciously moving to the side, his eyes flashed slightly, but he didn't say anything.

Zhao Ling said: "I want to discuss with you, do you want to make another bed?" ”

"What do you do on the bed?" Qi Shu asked knowingly, "This bed is enough for our family of three to sleep." If you feel crowded, then I'll find someone to make a small bed and let Xiaohua sleep next to it. ”

Seeing Zhao Ling raise his eyebrows in astonishment, Qi Shu said softly: "The eldest woman avoids her father, I understand." ”

Zhao Ling: "......"

She was silent for a moment before looking at Qi Shu and said seriously: "Have you ever thought that in fact, I want you to sleep in another bed?" ”

If ordinary people heard this, they would probably immediately change their faces.

Qi Shu said with a smile: "I didn't think about it, we are husband and wife, how can we sleep in separate beds?" To divide is also to share with small flowers. But she's still young, and she can understand sleeping with us. ”

Zhao Ling was speechless.

Everyone in the live broadcast room laughed.

[Beauty show, you're right, that's the logic]

[I'm laughing to death, you see Xiao Zhao's expression]

[From hesitation to shock to speechless...... This portrayal of the real mood can be written into the acting textbook]

[I really, really didn't expect that beauty show talent is actually this kind of temperament]

[Men chase women, it's not okay if you don't have thick skin]

[Optimistic about Qi Xiucai, rush!!] 】

[Will the beauty show take action tonight, I really want to see it]

【The little flower is there, and there can be no adult activities】

[Let's just say, even if there are adult activities, we can't watch it]

[I hate mosaics!] 】

[No matter what, kissing and hugging is fine, I want to take sugar]

【……】

Everyone shouted vigorously, but the two people on the side of the bed fell into an eerie silence.

After a while, Qi Shu still turned his head first, looked at Zhao Ling's half-dried hair and said, "I'll help you wipe your hair again?" ”

Zhao Ling dodged as if frightened, and even looked at Qi Shu vigilantly, and said, "No, it's already done." ”

Qi Shu smiled helplessly, stretched out his hand and said, "Give me the cotton cloth, my hair hasn't dried yet." ”

When Zhao Ling heard this, he turned his attention to Qi Shu.

This man's hair was thick and black, and he was so beautiful that even women were ashamed of themselves. If it is really the creator who favors him, not only the facial features are well shaped, but even the hair is not spared.

Zhao Ling handed over the cotton cloth and went to bed by himself.

Qi Shu glanced at Xiaohua, who was already asleep, and whispered to her: "You sleep in the middle, otherwise you will always worry that you will fall down when you sleep outside." ”

Zhao Ling also thinks so, and Xiaohua is a girl after all, so it's better to sleep with her mother.

She shifted and leaned over to lie down beside Xiaohua.

I was probably tired during the day, and as soon as my head touched the pillow, I felt a sore shoulder and back of my neck.

Zhao Ling hasn't felt this way for a long time.

She frowned, reached out and squeezed it back, and the next moment, another large, warm hand came up.

Zhao Ling was startled, hurriedly looked back, and saw Qi Shu lowering his eyes and said softly: "I'll pinch it for you." ”

The live broadcast room exploded instantly!

[What shoulder to pinch?] Is this what you should be pinching? 】

[Xiucai Xiucai, look at me, boldly stretch your hand forward! ] 】

[Don't pinch where you should pinch it, what shoulder to pinch someone]

[No avail! I was in a hurry to see it.]

[Legal husband and wife, Xiucai, you take the initiative]

[Don't instigate it, Xiao Zhao still looks resistant]

[It's not resistant, but I found that Xiao Zhao seems to be very vigilant]

[Hahahahaha blindly guess a little Zhao's maternal fetus solo, otherwise you won't be so confused]

[Xiao Zhao, don't be afraid, isn't he a man? Steady]

[Xiao Zhao, go up and perform a certain eight forbiddens for Qi Xiucai]

[You should be restrained, talk too much, be careful to be reported and closed in the live broadcast room]

【……】

Hearing this, Zhao Ling raised his eyes to look at Qi Shu's pure and unadulterated eyes, and was silent for a moment before nodding his head by default.

Qi Shu's five fingers moved along the acupuncture points behind her shoulders, probably massaging to the sore place, Zhao Ling snorted lightly.

Qi Shu asked in a low voice, "Is it too strong?" Am I lighter? ”

Zhao Ling shook his head, feeling quite comfortable after the soreness.

Qi Shu looked weak and delicate, but his hand strength was not small at all, and the key was just right. With this technique, Zhao Ling felt that it would be possible to open a massage parlor for him.

After massaging his shoulders for a moment, Qi Shu looked at the back of Zhao Ling's head and said, "You lie on your stomach, I'll press your back too." ”

Zhao Ling thought about it and didn't refuse.

In the past, she often went to the master for massage, Qi Shu is now her nominal husband, what's wrong with pressing her back?

After thinking about it again, Qi Shu's appearance is still stunning, and he can't find it when he goes to the massage parlor to add money.

Zhao Ling did a good job of thinking for himself, lay on the bed obediently, and closed his eyes very happily.

Qi Shu put her long hair aside, smiled at Zhao Ling, and then knocked and pressed it down Zhao Ling's back.

I have to say that Master Qi's craftsmanship is really good, and all the fatigue and soreness during the day have become much easier immediately after this dredging.

Zhao Ling put his hands on his chin, and he wanted to sleep a little.

Qi Shu behind him was extremely restrained, pressing from his shoulders to his back, and every time he reached the waist, he stopped.

A woman's waist is a sensitive area that cannot be easily touched, and Qi Shu firmly remembers this.

Zhao Ling's willingness to let him get in touch now is already a big step, so he doesn't dare to try too much.

But Zhao Ling's waist is actually more sore, and he hopes that Qi Shu will help him press both sides of his waist.

It's just that every time the other party stops there, she is too embarrassed to make a request, so she simply keeps silent.

A quarter of an hour passed, and Zhao Ling felt sleepy, so he turned his head to Qi Shu and muttered, "Don't press it, you are also tired, rest." ”

"Okay." Qi Shu obediently withdrew his hand, and his gaze stopped on Zhao Ling's face.

Zhao Ling was still lying on his stomach, but he had already closed his eyes.

The long eyelashes of thick ink curled down and a shadow fell on the eyelids.

Maybe he had just taken a bath, or maybe it was the yellow warmth of the oil lamp, which made Zhao Ling's lips exceptionally soft and ruddy.

Qi Shu's heart throbbed inexplicably, and his Adam's apple rolled down quickly, before he quietly took his gaze back.

"I blew the lamp." His voice was low.

Zhao Ling muttered in a daze, and there was no movement.

Qi Shu bent his lips, got out of bed to blow out the lamp, and hurried back to bed.

He lay down on his side facing Zhao Ling, looking at the other party's bright eyebrows, his eyes became gentle.

Zhao Ling seemed to notice that there were more people around him in his sleep, so he moved back unaccustomedly, and turned his back to Qi Shu again.

Qi Shu watched quietly, and it wasn't until he heard Zhao Ling's breathing become steady and long, that he took down the quilt for the other party and hugged the person with the quilt.