Chapter 137

137 madam, how can you open your eyes and look at me?

Shen Qingru angrily wiped the water off his face: "general Huo, are you three years old?"

A low smile came from my ear, full of magnetism. Shen Qingru couldn't help looking up. The familiar, well-defined and handsome face looked a lot softer in the dense fog, even mild.

Huo Qijun sat relaxed in the bathtub and narrowed his eyes comfortably. A naughty drop of water was slowly lowering down the beauty's tip in the middle of his hair and falling on the bridge of his tall nose. Somehow, Shen Qingru felt that Huo Qijun looked like a naive child at the moment, while his thick sword eyebrows and deep eyes in the fog made him look very handsome.

Can it be that only in front of the beloved woman can a man show the charm temperament between a man's maturity and a boy's innocence?

"Come and wipe my back." sure enough, Huo Qijun destroyed this beauty when he opened his mouth. Shen Qingru didn't bother to pay attention to him. He swam to the edge of the barrel and prepared to water out.

She just picked up a bath towel and wrapped her body tightly. She was about to go out of the bath bucket, but a big long leg suddenly stretched out in front of her. Shen Qingru stumbled slightly and fell back into the tub again, splashing a large spray of water.

Huo Qijun wiped the water off his face and smiled at her with glee, revealing a neat big white tooth.

Shen Qingru was stimulated by his dazzling white teeth and killed him with a bath towel beside the bath bucket. Don't you just wipe your back? If you don't wipe off a layer of his skin, she won't be called Shen Qingru!

She shook her bath towel and motioned Huo Qijun to turn around. Huo Qijun glanced at her with a smile at the corner of his mouth, and fell from his kindness.

Shen Qing wiped a few times with the following dead strength, but Huo Qijun only "hum" twice comfortably, indicating that she was very satisfied with the strength. Her tired face turned red and she stood panting in the bath bucket.

This guy... Has a thick skin.

She pressed her hand on his broad shoulder, but found that her tentacles were pockmarked and some cluttered. Shen Qingru was puzzled. When she looked at him, she saw several scars crisscross on his back, which was quite frightening.

The scar looks like it has been for some years. From the shape and color, he was badly hurt at the beginning. Shen Qingru couldn't help touching the long scar: "what's the matter with this scar?"

Huo Qijun opened his eyes lazily and said in a relaxed tone: "I accidentally rubbed it when I was in war."

Rubbed?

He said easily, but Shen Qingru knew that it must have been a fierce battle at that time.

Huo Qijun, the world-famous God of war of the great Xia Dynasty, was not born to win every battle. His combat achievements were also fought out from the sea of blood again and again. Shen Qingru gently brushed the scar with pity.

"Distressed?" Huo Qijun half opened his eyes and touched her tender cheeks just moistened with thin lips, bringing a rusty and slightly rough feeling.

Shen Qingru closed his eyes slightly and didn't refuse. She leaned obediently against his chest, and two white jade arms gently climbed on his broad shoulders.

Huo Qijun was intoxicated and buried in her hair. Her hair was wet behind her head, revealing a white neck like jade, and the tip of her nose was full of fresh and sweet fragrance.

Huo Qijun couldn't help it any more. He hugged the delicate and soft body and stood up directly. Shen Qingru only felt his body light and was directly taken away from the warm water. He casually pulled several Cotton Handkerchiefs from the edge of the bath bucket, wiped his body, and took her out of the bathroom.

Shen Qingru was held by him and closed her eyes all the way. Until her body touched the soft brocade again, she spontaneously rolled and buried herself in the warm quilt, relieved with satisfaction.

It's a great enjoyment in life to take a hot bath and get into a warm quilt.

Huo Qijun looked at her little pink face and delicate skin after the bath. He couldn't help coming up and kissing her gently. Shen Qingru's long eyelashes tremble slightly like butterfly wings, which is unspeakably cute. Huo Qijun loves her bright and moving eyes most. When she is cunning, her eyes are like black agate, when she is stunned, her eyes are like deer, and when she is happy, her eyes are like stars in the sky.

Huo Qijun especially wanted to open his eyes and see how he loved her.

But no matter how he kissed her, sympathized with her and said good things in her ear, his little wife refused to open her eyes. Although the skin of the little wife after the bath was jade and charming, Huo Qijun always felt dissatisfied.

He couldn't help kissing her eyes again and again. He always felt dissatisfied. He smiled and stuck it in her ear and asked, "madam, what do you want me to do before you open your eyes and look at me?"