Black-bellied husband dotes on his wife: You can't escape

12 Ambiguous
Song Shixia heard the thought from the bathroom door, looked up and saw that Lan Chenze's hair was wet, thought for a while and took out the hair dryer and handed it to Lan Chenze.

Lan Chenze stood there, staring at her, but didn't reach out to pick her up.

After a long time, Song Shixia raised her head but saw Lan Chenze staring at her.

The face carved by a knife is more clearly defined under the light, the eyes are like attractive swirls, the lips are tightly pressed, the corners of the mouth are slightly hooked, the hands are in the pockets, the feet are slightly opened, and the long legs are straight and stylish.

Song Shixia's mind was instantly confused, her eyes were blurred, and she was fascinated by it.

Lan Chenze looked at Song Shixia's reaction with joy in his eyes, and his deep and magnetic voice woke Song Shixia up.

"Song Shixia, are you seducing me by making this appearance?"

"I"

Song Shixia regained consciousness and saw that she had lost her composure, she was nervous for a while, and her mind went blank.

Lan Chenze approached her, Song Shixia instantly felt a sense of oppression from her tall body, and there was a distance of a hair dryer between them.

I just heard him say in an extremely charming way: "What are you?"

Song Shixia was stunned, her heart beating faster.

Smelling the scent mixed with Junxuan's body wash and the smell of a mature man, Song Shixia blurted out, but what she said made Lan Chenze's face darken instantly.

"Why do you use baby body wash?"

The surrounding air pressure plummeted, and the air instantly became several degrees colder.

After a while, he chuckled, and said in a cold voice, "Song Shixia, you can do it! What are you doing standing there with a hair dryer? Come and blow dry my hair."

Song Shixia opened her mouth, feeling that this person is really, emotionally unstable, turning his face faster than turning a book.

Song Shixia stabilized her mind, took a deep breath, looked at Lan Chenze and said, "Can you blow it in the bathroom by yourself? Junxuan will be woken up here."

Lan Chenze's face was even colder.
a long time.

Song Shixia was brought forward by a strong force, and Lan Chenze dragged her to the bathroom by her hand, closed the door and said coldly: "Such a long-winded, blow!"

Rubbing her wrists, Song Shixia glared at Lan Chenze angrily, thinking.

so rude!

Lan Chenze was taken aback for a moment, seeing her shy, angry, and helpless expression for the first time, it felt like thousands of ants were crawling in his heart.

Ambiguity floated slowly in the air.

After a long time, Lan Chenze jokingly said with a smile: "What? Don't you like it? Or there are only two of us here, do you want some excitement?"

Song Shixia lowered her head, her chest heaved slightly, and she was very angry at a glance.

Seeing such a serious person always say something that makes people blush, she admits that he always kills her verbally.

After hesitating for a while, I plugged in the power, calmed down, and thought, just blow it up, and take care of my son.

But she only reached Lan Chenze's shoulder, obviously not tall enough.

"I can't blow it, can you blow it yourself?"

"Can you blow it yourself? If you can't blow it up, blow it down."

"How to blow next?"

When Song Shixia realized what he said, her face flushed to the base of her ears.

"rogue!"

Lan Chenze hooked the corner of his mouth, grabbed Song Shixia and pushed her hard against the wall, breathed thinly on her neck, and said evilly, "Have you seen a hooligan?"

Song Shixia tilted her head to one side, her eyelashes fluttered up and down, not daring to look at Lan Chenze's face.

Hum said: "Don't get so close!"

In fact, she wanted to say that she was out of breath, but she was too embarrassed to say it.

Lan Chenze remained unmoved, and stuck to Song Shixia's, continuing to tease her.

"How about I make the rogue real?"

"what"

Song Shixia let out an exclamation, but before she could react, Lan Chenze grabbed her by the waist and lifted her up to the sink next to her.

　We are always dreaming different dreams, colorful ones.Like that good youth, good love, good time. —— Snow Fenhua
　　
　
(End of this chapter)