Mr. Lu, please keep your animal character

Chapter 345 [It’s the Bear Again] Secretly happy in my heart

There is paper in the bathroom, and the only reason I can think of is not good.

Sweeping out, as soon as the door opened, he met Mr. Bear's soft belly.

"Hiss," he was hit again where he hit the wall. Sweep was still dazed on the spot, but Mr. Xiong bent down and picked him up like a carrot.

There was still a quarrelsome momentum, and Sao Juan kicked a few legs: "Put me down!"

Mr. Xiong put her on the sofa first. He felt a warmth in his nose. He irritably pulled up his nightgown and wiped the tip of his nose. It felt very uncomfortable.

"Juanjuan," Mr. Xiong brought the medicine box over and said, "You have a nosebleed. Don't move so harshly. The nose is very fragile."

"...Ah," Swallow was stunned, "Blood?"

"Well," Mr. Xiong squatted in front of her and gently wiped her nose with a wet tissue. "Now that the bleeding has stopped, I need to take care of your face and your skirt."

"You have been cruel to me for so long," Mr. Xiong said in a calm tone, flipping through things while chatting, "Isn't it too much for me to change my conditions now?"

"Say." Sweeping his nose, he secretly thought about scolding him so harshly. Even if he put a knife to his neck, he would have to stretch his neck a little longer to make it easier for him.

"You are not allowed to move." He brought a scented candle to light up a corner of the space, and then carefully wiped her face and nose.

Sweeping is already too lazy to move.

After treating the wound on his face, he put a fever-reducing patch on his forehead. She avoided him when he came to hug her. She muttered disgustedly: "Don't hug me, it smells like a beast, I can't get used to it."

"I want to sleep on the sofa. You should go and sleep too. It's very late." After vomiting and getting angry, she was really tired and curled up in the corner of the sofa.

He leaned forward gently, pushed away the hair that was blocking her eyes, and said softly: "Juan Juan, change your clothes, otherwise Lu Juan Juan will chew on your clothes."

"...Fuck." Suan Juan stretched out his hand to cover his eyes in annoyance. Lu Juanjuan's dog slept like a pig and never came out. "I don't want to change it. If you can't stand it, just change it yourself. Anyway, I It’s your wife.”

Open pendulum.

Be silent.

The person under the candlelight is weak and tired with his eyes closed, and the oil smoke can't get in!
Lu Shengjing lowered his raised hand and covered her with a blanket, "Well, you should have a good sleep."

Swallowed in a daze, he could faintly hear the sound of water and the sound of a hair dryer, but it was very light.

Not long after, an elegant fragrance came to my nose, sweeping through the semi-ventilated nasal cavity and filling it with the smell of her shower gel. A soft arm leaned over and said, "Curly, I have used up your bottle of shampoo and shower gel." Lu, smell and see."

His nostrils trembled. It smelled so good. How many bubbles did he wash out?

It's her own taste.

Mr. Xiong felt embarrassed for a moment, but he still confessed to Sweeping: "I really couldn't tell the difference between using shampoo and shower gel on the bear in a short period of time, so I washed it twice from beginning to end."

So, add to that volume, and the newly opened bottles of shampoo and shower gel are now being kissed goodbye in the trash.

Lu Shengjing paid careful attention to her reaction, and then said softly: "The nosebleed is on your skirt, can you change it?"

Otherwise, when she sees it tomorrow, she will be angry for a while.

I really regretted that I took my clean nightgown and wiped my nose a few times.

"Let's go to the bedroom and find something nice to wear." He coaxed a child.

Sweeping his eyes half-opened, he thought for a moment and said "hmm" for the first time.

"I'll hold you up." Mr. Xiong helped the crouched patient up, reached out to find the skirt, grabbed it, and began to take it off.

Lu Shengjing was still hesitating whether to extinguish the only candle, but she had already handed over the nightgown, "Put it down for me. I'll wash it after I wake up."

"..." She moved very quickly.

Lu Shengjing looked at her and glanced lightly at her eyes.

She opened her eyes and looked at herself.

"Hmm." Mr. Xiong lost his sense of control when facing her, and his calm mood and tone were completely disrupted by her.Sweeping calmly said: "Do me a favor."

"Juan Juan," he approached hesitantly and uncontrollably, getting close to her without any resistance from her, wrapping his arms around her waist, and gently covering her with his body.

"I..." It was the first time he was so close to her without any warning. His words suddenly stuttered in his throat, and the skin under the fur felt the other person's subtle rise and fall, as well as the slight increase in temperature.

A gentle touch, mixed with the smell of your own shower gel and shampoo.

"What are you doing?" Swian said something but did not move.

Mr. Xiong returned to Mr. Lu's calm but brainless tone: "Wear a bearskin coat for your wife."

"It's not environmentally friendly, I never wear that stuff."

"It's very environmentally friendly. The bear was not harmed and is still secretly happy."

"...Tsk." My body could already feel the rise and fall of his big belly when he snickered.

It's so annoying that this big stupid bear laughed at his wife and his wife found out.

Sweeping his arms out, he pinched his back accurately.

Damn, this bear is only dry in the sagittal plane.

Usually, Mr. Lu would shyly ask his wife to dry the fur behind him, or he would clumsily spend an hour drying it himself.

Time is too tight today, and Swian doesn't know if it will be dawn soon.

The captured bear tightened his back and did not dare to laugh.

"You haven't dried your hair," Swian said, "You'll catch a cold."

The bear laughed again and said: "Except for the little cubs raised in captivity, no bear needs to have its fur completely dried after taking a shower."

That's right, that physical quality and face.

It is not comparable to the small body of human beings.

Sweeping his hand back, he said softly: "I just hit my head, don't laugh at me."

"Well, don't laugh."

He laughed again, shit.

"Go get dressed." Mr. Xiong picked her up.

Sweeping the room paused and said, "Turn on the lights, Shengjing, don't hit the wall."

"I can see better than you." Xiong's eyesight, Lu Shengjing's mouth.

"..." Damn, I regret it!
He hugged Xi Xuan and found a long-sleeved pajamas, then put her on the edge of the bed for her to wear.

As soon as Mr. Xiong figured out the pros and cons of the clothes in his hand, Swian lowered his head and looked at his waist in the night.

She narrowed her eyes and asked, "What's that on my belly, that circle around my waist?"

"Ah, what?" Lu Shengjing didn't look much at first, but when Sweeper asked her seriously, he was a little confused, and his eyes followed hers, "Which circle?"

Sweeping took two hard breaths, stared at his stomach, and then cursed an unpleasant curse.

"Why isn't it flat?" He took his breath away, but the circle was still there.

He quickly raised his eyes after knowing what she was talking about, and smiled warmly, "It's the flesh on your belly. Everyone has it. It's normal."

This silly girl dislikes herself for being fat.

(End of this chapter)