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Chen Huan stayed in the room for a short while before she recalled the fact that neither of them had eaten yet.

He stayed in the kitchen for a while, before bringing out the dumpling that Chen Huan liked to eat, plus vinegar.

"Why do you like me to eat this?" Zhao Zheng's considerate actions inevitably made Chen Huan's heart surge again.

"Just look at you. I guess you'd like it." Zhao Zheng's answer was natural, causing Chen Huan to be unable to refrain from being happy for his meticulous and considerate heart. Actually, all of these were what little evil girl had told the beauty online before.

A bowl of dumplings, Chen Huan and Zhao Zheng, feed me and I'll feed you. After half an hour passed, Chen Huan got up and cleaned up the mess.

Zhao Zheng didn't sleep for a few days, and took the chance to take a hot bath when Chen Huan was cleaning up the tableware. When he came out wrapped in the bath towel, he coincidentally bumped into Chen Huan who was walking out of the kitchen. With only a white towel wrapped around his waist, his muscular body was completely exposed.

Chen Huan felt that she was faced with a white wall, and the corners of her eyes twitched. Taking a closer look, it was Zhao Zheng who was wrapped in a bath towel. She sniffed the air, and many inappropriate scenes popped up in her mind.

She silently turned around and retreated into the kitchen. Zhao Zheng still didn't know what he had done. He raised his hand to his left armpit and sniffed it, then quickly turned his head in the opposite direction.

"Chen Huan, where is our family's razor blade? I felt the hair under my arms grow thicker and thicker. It was time to clean it up. You see, I remember I left it in the bathroom closet when I left. "

"What the heck is this?" When Zhao Zheng stepped out of the door and saw Chen Huan, who was sneakily planning to slip away, he immediately asked. Chen Huan stood there in a daze as if she had been bewitched.

Her mind quickly worked because of Zhao Zheng's words, and when she reacted to what Zhao Zheng was asking her, she started to tremble.

"What? You didn't see it?" Zhao Zheng felt that Chen Huan's current behavior was a little abnormal. He couldn't help but use both of his hands to pull the towel closer to Chen Huan: "That shouldn't be the case. I even used it when I was leaving in the morning."

"Ah, I don't think I've seen it before." Chen Huan was a little guilty, and did not know how to reply. She grabbed her lower jaw with her hand. The right side of her mouth was slightly uncomfortable, as if she had just cracked it.

"This... Let me see... " She quickly rolled her eyes and turned her head to stare at Zhao Zheng, who was standing right in front of her, with a smile on her face. He quickly touched his face with both hands and looked around seriously.

"Aiya, isn't this good? Why are you still shaving? Hmm, Comrade Zhao Zheng, actually, when I found out that you had that little moustache, you were still very handsome! "

With that, she let go of Zhao Zheng's face and slipped into the room. His sneaky look made Zhao Zheng feel a strange feeling, he then returned to his room and quickly changed his clothes.

When he knocked on Chen Huan's door, Chen Huan was already standing behind him. Before his hand could fall, Chen Huan spoke out from behind him with a hidden bitterness: "Darling, I have something that I want to tell you honestly …"

"What is it?" Zhao Zheng always thought that it had something to do with the razor, but he couldn't figure out what Chen Huan would do to the razor after a few days. He placed both hands on his waist and started climbing up his arms.

Chen Huan used a bit of force and pulled Zhao Zheng towards the other side, facing her. She stood on her tiptoes and raised her chin while smiling. Then, she kissed Zhao Zheng's cheeks passionately. As if she was still worried about it, she snuck her head into Zhao Zheng's chest like a kitten.

"That, it's a long story..." Her right hand's finger was drawing circles on Zhao Zheng's chest. Although she had already passed on the clothes, Zhao Zheng could still feel the comfort coming from his fingertips through the fabric.

Worried that she would drag him along and do something bad, he raised his hand and pressed his fingers down, "What the hell is going on? It's just a razor. If you lose it, I'll just buy it again! "

"Oh, no …" When Zhao Zheng said this, Chen Huan's face alternated between green and white. She felt that it was extremely awkward, especially when Zhao Zheng said that she would throw it away.

But the problem was, she hadn't lost the razor. Not only did she not lose it, she … Chen Huan pulled the tip of his nose, pulling Zhao Zheng's arm, forcefully pulling him into the room.

In any case, she was going to die anyway, so Chen Huan felt that it was really embarrassing to have her say it out loud. Under Zhao Zheng's strange expression, she gently turned around and pressed both of her hands on her waist …

"Here!" The jade body gently turned, revealing a brand-new triangle. Zhao Zheng could not help but shiver in his heart, and then he started to feel unwell.

He quickly covered his eyes with his hands. After realizing that Chen Huan was his woman, he quickly put his hands down.

His eyes stared unblinkingly at the Jade Gate's door: Long legs, fertile land outside the door... More importantly, that place had once been the site that he had spent a lot of effort to obtain.

"That's how it works …." After looking for a long time, Chen Huan forced herself to put her clothes back on. Her face was about to drip with blood. She lowered her head, puckered her lips, and was very perturbed.

In fact, she could totally not say anything at all, but she had already called them back. Sooner or later, she would find out that something was different when they were being intimate with each other. Since they were Zhao Zheng's men, why would they be afraid? A dignified big girl like her had always been like that.

"That's not it..." Zhao Zheng never thought that a razor could be related to this. What was even more unexpected was that Chen Huan was actually so … This … To be bold or not, to openly show it to her.

"You, ah..." Shaking his head left and right, Zhao Zheng was truly convinced of little evil girl's power. He just couldn't understand how this guy could remember to shave off the hair on that place.

"What? Aren't you the one who said that I have too much hair!" Forget it if you don't want to talk about this, once you talk about Chen Huan, she felt that she was very wronged in her heart. At that time, the more she thought about it, the more depressed she became. It just so happened that she had nothing better to do.

He had never done anything so excessive in his life. How long did it take for Zhao Zheng to know about it? The razor or whatever, she must have thrown it away beforehand. But as to why it would be lost, Chen Huan felt that it was impossible to explain it.

"Girl, you …" Zhao Zheng shook his head and reached out his hands, "Come over and let me hurt you so much. You silly girl! "

How could he let a little evil girl like this be loved enough? Innocent, cute, and sometimes even silly, silly people let their hearts always be in their throats. What kind of good deed did he do in his previous life for him to meet such a silly girl?