After breaking off the marriage, the Zhuangyuan Lang who was picked up was dressed weakly every day

Chapter 164 Malicious teasing
"Wow—"

The table was knocked over, and the small stove beside it was also knocked down. Shen Yanhan was held by Qin Yuehuai's hand, but Qin Yuehuai did not expect her to react like this and did not let her go. In this way, Shen Yanhan Although Yan Hanren was jumping up, he didn't really jump up.

Before the sparks flew away, Qin Yuehuai, with quick eyes and quick hands, grabbed Shen Yanhan's waist, hugged her, and lifted her up from the ground.

And he stood there.

The tea set fell off the table, the kettle rolled off the stove, and scalding water splashed on the floor...

The sound finally stopped, Shen Yanhan landed on the ground again, and saw that Qin Yuehuai's calf was wet all over.

Shen Yanhan grabbed his wrist tightly, bent down and looked at the heat rising from the ground, and exclaimed: "Your legs are wet! Are you burned?"

Qin Yuehuai opened his mouth to answer, but suddenly thought of something. His eyelashes trembled slightly, like a butterfly about to spread its wings under the orange sunset projected into the room, then he closed his mouth and pursed his lips.

However, Shen Yanhan didn't see these details.

Her eyes fell on the mist at Qin Yuehuai's feet.

Qin Yuehuai looked at her back for a moment, then reached out to support her shoulders and said vaguely, "It's okay."

Shen Yanhan raised his eyes and said angrily: "Don't you know how to get out of the way when such hot water is poured out? Aren't you quick to react? You just pulled me to the side. Why do you have to stand there and wait for the water to boil? Are you? Are you trying to make me feel guilty and use this to tease me?"

Qin Yuehuai's expression remained unchanged: "No."

Shen Yanhan: "Let me tell you, I won't feel guilty even if you are burned to death! I saved your life. If you die, I will pretend that I never saved you in the first place."

Qin Yuehuai looked at her and nodded slowly, "I know, you won't feel guilty, not even a little bit."

Shen Yanhan: "..."

Her beautiful eyes stared at him fiercely, "You don't need to repeat it. Take it off!"

Qin Yuehuai: "...what?"

Shen Yanhan: "Pants."

Qin Yuehuai: "..."

He regretted what he had done, took a deep breath, and tried to refuse: "No need."

Shen Yanhan raised her face to look at him. Her small body was reflected in his eyes. She snorted in her nose and said with a half-smile: "Why are you pretending to be reserved? Take it off if you are told. You are a husband." , What’s wrong with you? I’ll take a look at your injury so that I can compensate you for the medicine.”

Qin Yuehuai said helplessly: "It's okay, it's not burned."

Seeing Qin Yuehuai's lack of movement, Shen Yanhan simply grabbed his belt. Under Qin Yuehuai's surprised gaze, her fingers were nimble and she pulled it open with ease.

Qin Yuehuai: "..."

His calmness and calmness in front of others, whether as Qin Yuehuai or as Qi Yan, were nothing to mention in front of her. She always had a way to use unexpected means to make him surrender and make him surrender. He did exactly what she wanted.

From the bottom of his heart, Qin Yuehuai felt that he felt most at ease and relaxed in front of Shen Yanhan.

Although sometimes, like this moment, it's a bit embarrassing.

There was a very soft "wow" sound, and under his green robe, two sets of snow-white trouser legs were stacked in layers.

Shen Yanhan squatted on the ground.

She stretched out her hand, lifted up the hem of his robe that was in the way, and held Qin Yuehuai's wet trouser leg with the other hand. She looked around carefully, then touched it with her fingers, then frowned and said to herself: "There is nothing here. It's red and not hot..."

Qin Yuehuai said uneasily: "Jiao Jiao..."

Before he finished speaking, Shen Yanhan raised his face next to her legs and asked him, "Is this the leg?"

As she spoke, she lifted up the hem of his robe, and the coolness hit her legs and waist. Qin Yuehuai couldn't help but press the hem of his robe with his hand, trying to cover it up, and sighed: " It’s this one. I told you not to perm it.”

Shen Yanhan was startled for a moment. She still looked up, watching Qin Yuehuai looking down at her. He bowed slightly and pressed his fingers on the hem of the robe she was holding. She suddenly realized something. There was a ball of her in her peripheral vision. Seeing the familiar darkness, Shen Yanhan's eyes widened. He put down the hem of his robe and stood up.

The atmosphere became weird.

A certain awkward feeling lingered between the two of them.

Shen Yanhan turned away from Qin Yuehuai and clenched her hands on the handle of the fan repeatedly. She felt regretful in her heart and regretted her actions.

She shouldn't touch this husband named Qi Yan now. She is too impatient, too impulsive, and too casual.

The two were silent for a long time.

Qin Yuehuai lifted up his fallen trousers out of the corner of her eye. After a while, he said warmly: "I didn't iron them, but the trouser legs are wet. It should be from the tea spilled on the table. Some tea stains are not a problem." .”

Shen Yanhan squinted his eyes to see what he called tea stains, and sure enough he saw a puddle of stains, which was particularly conspicuous on the white trouser legs.

Shen Yanhan later realized that he had actually seen this place just now, but when he was nervous, he...

She raised her head and looked directly at Qin Yuehuai and asked him: "I just asked you if you had permed it, why didn't you say no, but that it didn't bother you?"

Qin Yuehuai's eyes were slightly stagnant.He was playing a trick, exaggerating his injuries in order to gain her attention, but how could he have imagined that she would directly ask him to undress and take off his clothes in front of her, or even do it himself?
Qin Yuehuai secretly adjusted his guilty mood, and spoke in a helpless and gentle tone: "I saw how anxious you were just now, so I wanted to dispel your worries first, so I answered like that. You asked me just now, is it okay to hold me? Are you expecting anything serious?"

Shen Yanhan still looked at him.

She said nothing, but she was already thinking a lot in her heart.

In the past, she thought that Qin Yuehuai was weak and could be bullied, and he would obey her in everything. She never thought that Qin Yuehuai would play tricks in front of her. Now she knew that this husband was not what he acted in front of her. Pure, so simple, he could pretend to be himself for several years, and now he was the number one scholar in high school. How could the depth of the city be measured by ordinary people like her?
For example, the answer just now was ambiguous. If we pursue it again, it will appear that she is being unreasonable.

Qin Yuehuai must be trying to control her heart.

Shen Yanhan didn't want him to succeed.

She had the intention of teasing him maliciously. She lowered her eyes, pointed her fan at his trouser legs and said, "That... is dirty. Do you want to change it?"

Qin Yuehuai nodded, "If you have one here, I'll replace it with a clean one."

Shen Yanhan: "I'm afraid the length is a bit inconsistent. But the embroiderer is downstairs, just change it. I'll get the tape ruler."

After she finished speaking, she walked towards the door. When she reached the door, she suddenly turned around and looked at Qin Yuehuai, "Are you also going to make some clothes? May I measure them for you?"

Qin Yuehuai was extremely surprised. Seeing that Shen Yanhan's cheeks were rosy and his mood was calm, not like he was angry, he nodded flattered, "Okay."

Shen Yanhan turned around and went downstairs. While Hibiscus was taking the tape measure, she went to the drawer to get some ointment and applied it densely behind her ears, neck, and wrists.

Returning to the private room on the second floor, she closed the door and walked to Qin Yuehuai nally.

She raised her head, looked at Qin Yuehuai with eyes like spring water, and smiled: "Raise your hand."

Qin Yuehuai did as he was told and raised his arms.

Shen Yanhan measured his arms slowly, then measured his front and back dimensions, then put the tape measure around his waist, as if hugging him, wrapped his arms behind his waist, and moved towards Close in his arms.

Qin Yuehuai lowered his eyes and felt stiff.

The fragrance lingers, the jade is soft and the flowers are delicate.

Her collar was slightly open, and Qishang Saixue's neck was right in front of him.

Her movements were like bringing his favorite part of her body, where she was growing happily, into his arms.

From his perspective, the ravine under the summer shirt was faintly visible, like a stream in a mountain stream, just the right place to drink and taste when you are tired.

He looked at Shen Yanhan's face again. She had a serious look on her face, as if she had no idea that she was so close to him. She spoke plausibly: "This measurement is one foot nine, but your belt is a bit thick. Press this." If you make clothes, will they get too big?"

She looked up at him and asked, "Do you want it to be tighter or looser?"

Qin Yuehuai's Adam's apple slid up and down, feeling that her lips were unusually bright.

He said hoarsely: "It's all done."

"Okay." Shen Yanhan said, and moved her hand down again, as if to ask him: "Measure your hip circumference?"

Qin Yuehuai: "It's up to you."

Shen Yanhan was not polite and immediately put the ruler on his buttocks and lifted it up.

There was a dark fire in Qin Yuehuai's eyes.

He lowered his eyes and saw that the little lady who was gesticulating on him had a serious look on her face. After trying it once but without success, she tried it again. She seemed to be unable to find the right position, moving up and down on him.

He smiled slightly.

Maybe her intentions were not pure, but he was happy with her.

Shen Yanhan focused on teasing, and moved her hands towards his sensitive parts intentionally or unintentionally. Her clothes stuck to his clothes from time to time, and his belt also untied intentionally or unintentionally. She noticed that Qin Yuehuai's body was already very stiff, and she As if accidentally, her forehead bumped into his chest, causing her to groan.

She covered her forehead with one hand, raised her face and muttered to him: "It hurts so much, do it! It hurts me."

Who can bear it now?
Qin Yuehuai looked at her with unfathomable black eyes, and with a hoarse voice, he still cooperated with her: "I'm sorry."

Shen Yanhan: "Compensate me."

Qin Yuehuai: "Okay."

He raised his hand, gently put his arm around her waist, and brought her an inch closer to him. Shen Yanhan didn't resist and just let him.

Feeling something pressing against his abdomen, when Qin Yuehuai leaned towards her and was about to kiss her, Shen Yanhan curled up the corners of her lips proudly, pushed his heart with her hand, and stepped back, "Pay the bill downstairs. "

She flicked her ruler and disappeared in front of him.

Qin Yuehuai looked at her triumphant back, smiled bitterly as if resigned to his fate, and murmured in a low voice: "You always like this..."

(End of this chapter)