He grasped her foot: "soak for a while, soak a few more times, and then the heat will not itch. Bear with it, eh?"

Chilblain itch, where can bear? Thinking about struggling to take out the foot, a good scratch on a scratch.

She's going to be a tough guy!

Shen Zhaozheng saw that she was struggling so hard that he had to let go of her hand, and then sat down on the sofa, holding her in his arms and sitting on his legs. Then he wrapped her around her and clamped her legs with her legs. Now, she was unable to escape.

I think that this posture is really ambiguous to the extreme, uncle's breath on the most sensitive skin behind the ear, if she moves, his lips can rub her ear.

She was scared out of her wits.

Shen Zhaozheng is holding her like this, looking at the person in his arms, chuckling: "still itchy?"

Thinking about it, I felt that they were holding each other together, and when they asked about the original serious words, they also seemed a little dishonest.

She blushed and said, "OK It's better. "

Today, I have witnessed people who are worried about how to force several debaters in the University of political science and law on the stage. If they can't say a word in a man's arms shyly, they may be shocked.

"Well, then soak for a while."

"I think it's OK."

Shen Zhaozheng hugged her, his voice was low and hoarse: "you can hold her for a while."

Think about turning his head to see him: "is bubble for a while, not hold for a while."

"It's all the same."

Care slightly Du Du mouth, did not speak.

Her coquettish appearance made him reluctant to let go.

Until the water was cold, Shen Zhaozheng released her: "do you want to change a basin of hot water to continue to bubble?"

"I don't want to."

Shen Zhaozheng touched her head: "don't you like to be held by me?"

My cheeks are red again. I like it, but I always feel that the heating in the house is too full. I always feel hot and dry when I am held by my uncle. I still forget it.

Shen Zhaozhen, who poured out the water, sat down with her on the sofa, then reached out and took her into his arms: "the debate is over, and the final exam is coming."

He murmured in a low voice: "Oh, you don't open the pot. I wanted to relax a little for two days. Now, I can only continue to study tomorrow."

Shen Zhaozheng's thick fingertips caressed her soft cheek: "after the exam, it's winter vacation."

He nodded: "yes, it's winter vacation. Fortunately, the winter vacation is not long."

Although it is not long, Shen Zhaozheng thinks that the 20 days should be very difficult.

At eleven o'clock, Shen Zhaozheng looked at the man in his arms. Now he was lying on his body and asleep. His clever appearance made his every move gentle.

He whispered to her, "recite I want to read... "

She did not move, still afraid in his chest, this kind of wholehearted trust let Shen Zhaozheng feel full of heart.

He reached out and picked her up, then walked to the bedroom, the master bedroom on the left, her bedroom on the right, and he turned into the master bedroom on the left.

He put her on the bed, the quilt was covered, and then, he also lay down on the bed, held her in his arms, put her head on his arm, and gently imprinted a kiss on her head

"Good night..."

Outside the window, the cold wind gusts, but he seems to embrace the whole world, warm as spring.