It's better to be a scholar than to fall in love

Chapter 841

After taking off her make-up and taking a shower, Qiao Yue was sitting on the edge of the bed and wiping her hair in that red silk nightgown.

Her hair has been getting longer and longer recently, and she got a short haircut before the wedding, and now her hair is hanging down her back, and her cheeks are still a little red because of the steam from the bathroom.

At this time, he lowered his head halfway.

Shen Zheyi came out of another bathroom and entered the room. What he saw was such a shy scene of a beauty. Coupled with the bright red sheets on the bed she was sitting on, it was inexplicably more ambiguous.

The nightgown he was wearing was black, the same style as Qiao Yue's.

It is indeed exhausting to welcome and see off guests within a day, but being tired is just the thought before the wedding dress is taken off.

Now there are only the two of them in this huge new house. Shen Zheyi glanced at the woman in red robe with a little deep meaning. The other party was picking up the hair dryer. When the power was plugged in, the switch was turned on, and there was a whirring sound in the room.

Shen Zheyi was keen to blow-dry Qiao Yue's hair. On the wedding night, of course Qiao Yue would not be allowed to do this kind of thing.

It's just that the bride politely offered to blow-dry Shen Zheyi's hair after Shen Zheyi dried her hair.

Shen Zheyi naturally would not refuse such a good thing, so he sat on the edge of the bed with his legs spread apart, while his wife half-kneeled in the middle of her left leg and blew his hair for him.

The fragrance lingered in his nose, Shen Zheyi was really impatient, and when his hair was only half-dry, he raised his face and started his own small movements.

This set of nightgowns is very light, but in fact it feels like falling. The most important feature is that there will be a piece of silk at the waist, as long as you untie that piece of silk, this silk robe will slide off by itself go down.

A few minutes later, Shen Zheyi stretched out his hand and did this. When the nightgown slipped off, accompanied by the woman's exclamation, he reached out and turned off the hair dryer and threw it aside.

The bright red sheets were crumpled into balls and balls.

The little milk cat they just raised was supposed to fall asleep in the cat litter in the living room, but the cat’s habits are really different from people’s. When it first came to the new environment, the kitten was still a little uncomfortable. It jumped out of the cat's litter box, and the meat pad stepped on the floor without making any sound.

It unknowingly came to the master bedroom where there was still some faint light, and was attracted by the sound inside, but when it approached the door, when it heard a voice from inside that was more charming than when it was meowing, He stopped suddenly.

The little cat seemed to have an intuition that this area was really not suitable for stepping in, so he returned to his cat's nest in fright.

In the room, the man whose back was sweating forcibly stood up straight up with patience, and fumbled for the drawer at the head of the bed in the dim soft light, and was then grabbed by the woman along his chest.

"Don't take it."

The woman half-closed her eyes and said something, he was stunned, even his eyes were dull for a moment, but he reacted with an unspeakable joy.

The bedsheets began to wrinkle again.

……

The next morning, Shen Zheyi, who was the groom, woke up first. The woman lying next to him was still asleep. The air conditioner was turned off, and her two delicate arms were exposed to the air. On the arms near the shoulders, there was a hint of pink. Her hair was a little bit pressed, and her tired face made it easy for people to see what she went through last night.

With a smile on the corner of Shen Zheyi's mouth, he realized that he had gone too far, but it was so true that he couldn't be blamed.

She is so charming.

(End of this chapter)