Chapter 832

Su Qinghuan was wearing the silk nightdress she had taken before and casually wiped her watery hair with a big towel.

As the woman wiped her hair, shallow drops of water rolled down the towel onto her shoulders and skirt.

The thin black nightdress outlines her beautiful body lines. Her waist is thin and her hips are warped. Her skin is as white as good jade. It also shows the incomparable Yingrun and delicacy of jade. People can't help but want to touch it. What kind of texture should it be.

"I've finished taking a bath."

Su Qinghuan casually glanced at Qu Chengze, as if she didn't feel that her appearance at the moment revealed much bewitchment.

And Qu Chengze stared at her like a lengtouqing in love, with a slight daze in his eyes.

"Oh... Oh... OK!"

……

Seeing the little fox in front of him, he swallowed it unconsciously.

Even though Qu Chengze always cherishes Ling Xianer in his heart, Qu Chengze has to admit that Ling Xianer can't be compared with Su Qinghuan in both appearance and figure.

The woman in front of her was standing in front of her, with beautiful eyes. It was clear that there was no superfluous action, but she was like a banshee that could hook people's souls, with indescribable innocence and clarity.

Pure and lustful, the two contradictory temperaments are mixed in her, but they don't seem to be contrary at all. However, people can't help sticking their eyes to her and don't want to separate for a moment.

……

Qu Chengze suddenly had an unspeakable pride and joy, but he also raised an unspeakable anger and worry.

He was glad that Su Qinghuan was willing to let him stay here to help her wipe the medicine. He was also worried about it.

If it wasn't him but any other man left today, wouldn't Su Qinghuan have the slightest vigilance?

You know, men are sheep in wolf's skin. Even if they are polite on the surface, they still have unlimited evil thoughts in their hearts, which can be eaten by people at any time.

……

"Why don't you come?"

Su Qinghuan sat casually on the velvet sofa. Her two straight and slender legs overlapped slightly, elegant and wanton.

"Why don't you blow my hair first?"

“……”

Su Qinghuan's command tone was too natural, and with a few undefended intimacy, Qu Chengze's eyes were slightly dark, and he only felt that the fire of the whole person was burning.

If he took any female companion to such a place at ordinary times, he was afraid that the two would have rolled into a ball long ago, or if he joked casually, what hair would he blow at this time.

But when facing Su Qinghuan's face with a somewhat casual smile, Qu Chengze couldn't say anything.

With a fire in his heart, he could only walk forward in a wooden stupor, for fear that his abrupt words would scare away the beauty like an immortal and a demon in front of him.

"Well, sister Qinghuan, your hair is very good."

This is Qu Chengze's sincere sigh.

The young man subconsciously picked up a handful of Su Qinghuan's hair and felt the silky touch. The young man only felt that the fresh and elegant aroma he had smelled was slightly rich.

He couldn't help coming closer and sniffing, but he was afraid that Su Qinghuan would mistake him for a disciple. He subconsciously restrained three points and tried his best to make his face look normal.

……

"What are you smelling?"

Of course, Su Qinghuan saw Qu Chengze's action. She turned her head slightly. In an instant, the two people looked at each other.

At such a close distance, the beauty of the collision between MI Yan and innocence became more and more magnified. Qu Chengze only felt that his heartbeat had missed a beat.

"Nothing... Nothing!" Qu Chengze took a deep breath and barely recovered his breath: "sister Qinghuan, let me blow your hair now!"

"OK."

Su Qinghuan seemed to be lying on the velvet sofa. She kicked off her slippers and exposed her plain ankles more exquisite than jade.

Qu Chengze is actually a foot control, but he has never told anyone about this.

Because in Qu Chengze's heart, no woman's feet really look like comics.

But at the moment, when Qu Chengze swept Su Qinghuan's delicate and exquisite, not even dyed Cardan, but still showed a delicate pink toe, he just felt that it was difficult to breathe.

——It turns out that there are women, from hair to fingertips, who are perfect.

Qu Chengze can't understand now. How can anyone heisu Qinghuan.

How can you get dark with this appearance and this figure?

At this time, Qu Chengze seemed to forget that he was the one who spared no effort in heisu Qinghuan.

……

Seeing Su Qinghuan lying on the velvet sofa without defense, Qu Chengze's eyes became darker and darker.

"Sister Qinghuan, do you think this temperature is suitable?"

He took the hair dryer and subconsciously adjusted his movements. Even his jeans shifted slightly.

Men are glad that they are wearing wide leg jeans that are wide enough today. With a little attention, Su Qinghuan can't see his embarrassment at the moment.

The warm hot wind blew on her hair, which was very comfortable. Su Qinghuan nodded.

"Yes, just this temperature."

"OK."

In fact, Qu Chengze has never had such a low-profile flattering woman before, not even Ling Xianer. He has indeed done a lot of things for Ling Xianer, but he is basically assigned to others.

Like this, he personally blew hair for a woman. Before changing it, Qu Chengze didn't dare to think about it.

Just doing this for Su Qinghuan, he didn't feel surprised at all. Even when he heard Su Qinghuan's natural orders before, he had an unspeakable sweetness in his heart.

……

"Sister Qinghuan, what's the smell of your shampoo? Why does it smell so good?"

With the topic of shampoo, Qu Chengze shamelessly lowered his head and sniffed at Su Qinghuan's back neck.

But somehow, he didn't dare to move too much. He always felt that he would scare Su Qinghuan.

The young man thought that all this could make people ignorant, but his heavy breathing scattered on the back neck skin of the little fox and soon aroused a layer of goose bumps on Su Qinghuan's skin.

System 233 was even more shocked.

"Fog grass, host, just now, Qu Chengze's favor with you has exceeded 80!"

"Tut."

Su Qinghuan knew it clearly.

Sure enough, men are all the same superficial.

"What I use is the shampoo that the program group put in the villa. It's no different from you."

"Is that so?"

If Qu Chengze had something to lose, he blew Su Qinghuan for about ten minutes, then picked up the cool oil on the table and gently wiped the mosquito bags for Su Qinghuan.

But when he reached the waist, the young man coughed gently, his ears were slightly red, and his voice was unconscious hoarse.

"That's all you have left. Sister Qinghuan, can you pull up your clothes a little?"