Chapter 502

Take a look at the serious Zhao xuanzhi, the man he once loved. In a month, he will be engaged with him. Now that we have made such a decision, we should stop thinking about others in our hearts and try to get used to his existence and the way he treats himself.

"All right." Shen Qingshun went to his room with Zhao xuanzhi from the ground, which made people look like a real couple no matter from any angle.

But Xiaoshi is uncomfortable. Mingming's sister is not happy. Why is she so wronged? In her nature, she shouldn't!

Due to the remote location of the inn, the facilities of each guest room are very simple, one bed, one table and four chairs.

Shen Qing put the burden on the table and frowned at the bed that could only sleep for two people.

Don't you want her and Zhao xuanzhi to sleep in this little bed tonight?

Let alone the two of them, Zhao xuanzhi was the only one. The little bed was not enough for him.

Turning to see Zhao xuanzhi, he seems more nervous than himself. Yeah, he likes men. Now it's hard for him to get along with a woman alone.

Zhao xuanzhi is really nervous because he is alone in a room with Shen Qing. When he was in the military camp, he often dreamed of Shen Qing and even intimacy with her, and his lower body would become extremely strong and hot.

For this reason, he had been afraid, reproached and chagrined. He felt that he was very sorry for Mo Huan, but his dream and physical reaction could not be controlled.

I didn't expect to be alone with Shen Qing today, or even spend a night alone. All this, and once dream too much like.

Tonight, will you be with her Thinking of this, Zhao xuanzhi suddenly blushed. What are you thinking! Even if you want to make out with her, you have to wait until they get married.

Even if Xiaoqing is not a virgin, not the first time, Zhao xuanzhi still hopes that the best night with her will stay in the wedding night.

He knew that this was his minimum respect for her.

Shen Qing saw that Zhao xuanzhi was really embarrassed. Just as she wanted to turn around and look for Xiaoshi, she saw that Zhao xuanzhi picked up the copper basin on the shelf and went out of the room. At the same time, she said, "I'll be right back."

He What's going on? I'm not going to go to bed now.

He turned to look out of the window. Now it's dark outside. There's a light wind blowing in occasionally, which makes people shiver.

It should be raining. The weather in the north is different from that in the south!

It's a good day to sleep. But I haven't had dinner yet. I'll go to bed at this time. Will it be early?

Well, maybe he wants to go to bed early and get up at night to get some information.

Thinking of this, Shen Qing was relieved. If he wants to sleep, let him. It doesn't matter if he shares the same bed with him. He doesn't worry that he will touch himself at night. He should only have feelings for men, and it is estimated that he will be more awkward than himself.

In his case, he only likes to sleep with men.

Ha ha, it's also an unusual life experience to marry such a husband.

Before Shen Qing finished his tour, Zhao xuanzhi came back with a basin of water.

"Xiaoqing, wash your face first. I've always let you wear those colorful paints. I've wronged you." Zhao xuanzhi put down the basin and said lightly.

Er It turns out that this basin of water is for myself. The basin was still steaming slowly, and a white cloth rose and fell in the water.

Shen Qing stares at the water, and then realizes that it's really uncomfortable with so much paint on her face.

Ah, ah! What paint! They were all taken to the ditch by Zhao xuanzhi! That's Rouge! How about Rouge?!

Don't want to still don't feel, think of this face full of fat ah powder ah, Shen Qing heart like a long grass, a pick up the cloth towel in warm water, wipe to the face. One more look, trough! This white cloth is almost oil canvas, colorful.

When he was a child, why did Zhao Xuanqing wash his face like his mother.

Mother is a cloth towel gently wipe on the face, as if the face is made of paper, a little bit of force will be broken.

And Shen Qing is wronged, she is just not so coquettish, just want to wash the face powder clean. There's no mirror to look at, no facial cleanser, no makeup remover to use. If you don't wash it like this, I'm afraid it won't wash out.

When Shen Qing finished washing her face and looked up, she was still staring at Zhao xuanzhi. The ice face of ten thousand years was finally broken. For a moment, she didn't stretch and burst out laughing.

Shen Qing didn't react for a moment. Zhao xuanzhi knew that it was not kind of her to laugh at a girl like this, but her face Little face, was rubbed red by her just now, but the paint on her face was still not washed clean, the forehead was a little yellow, the nose was black one by one, the chin was a small piece of black, the rouge on her mouth was not washed, the original small lips were like sausages made by Shen Qing before.

Zhao xuanzhi quickly received the voice, stepped forward, picked up the cloth towel in the water, twisted it into a half dry, and wanted to wipe it clean for Shen Qing.The cloth towel suddenly appeared in front of Shen Qing's eyes. She dodged reflexively, but soon realized that it was Zhao xuanzhi who saw that he didn't clean it and wanted to wipe it for himself.

Zhao xuanzhi's action was stagnant, but when he saw Shen Qing standing there obediently, waiting for himself to wipe it, his mouth rose slightly, just like wiping a rare treasure, wiping those unwashed colors for Shen Qing.

Her face It's so small; her skin is soft, elastic and smooth; after the paint is wiped off, her original skin color is so white.

Zhao xuanzhi was stunned. He had seen Mo Huan's face before, but he had never seen a woman's skin. It turned out that no matter how good Mo Huan's skin was, it was not as smooth as a woman's. But maybe it's just Xiaoqing's skin.

The cloth towel always glides in front of her eyes. Shen Qing closes her eyes and feels the tenderness of the big hand behind the cloth towel. But Why is mo Huan in her mind?

That kind of gentle feeling is like Mo Huan's tenderness to himself, which makes Shen Qing's heart suddenly sour. Clearly know that the opposite is not him, but she hopes that such a gentle don't stop, like Mo Huan back to his side, let yourself deceive once!

Looking at Shen Qing in front of him, Zhao xuanzhi closed his eyes and was as quiet as he fell asleep, which gave him a sense of peace when he returned to his hometown.

When he thought that he would be able to keep such a pretty girl for the rest of his life without Mo Huan, Zhao xuanzhi was suddenly in a high mood. It turned out that he could not only like men, but also the monsters in the world.