Chapter 222

In the strong jasmine fragrance of a room, the two people are immersed in the bathtub. Compared with the awkward and shy when they first took a bath, now they are obviously used to such close embrace.

"Legs comfortable?" A Chou nests in the man's words, and rubs his little hand all the way down the man's leg. Finally, he covers the man's knee and gently rubs it once and again, "do you want to add some hot water?"

"No, I'm almost done heating the water again," said Zhong Mingwei, sighing comfortably, and his hands around ah Chou lazily, kneading her knees. "Girl, it's so comfortable."

"And make you more comfortable." Ah Chou smiled, turned his face, bit a man's green and overcast chin, and was about to escape, when he was kissed by the man holding his face. Ah Cho laughed and hid. Finally, he was caught and kissed by the man for a long time before he was willing to let go.

"Now you can cut your beard," said ah Chou, his little hand scratching the man's chin. "It's a little longer. At first glance, it looks several years old."

"I was so many years older than you," sighed Zhong Mingwei, leaning against the tub, looking at ah Chou's young face. "Girl, I'm sixteen years older than you. I'm old enough to be your father."

"Bah! Who wants you to be a father? No skin, no face! " Ah Chou spat at him, couldn't help but gouging out his eyes, and said, "people don't have fathers!"

"I don't mean that," said Zhong Mingwei, chuckling as he sipped his lips and rubbed ah Cho's forehead. "It's just that you're too much of a loser to follow me."

"If you were not sixteen years older than me, I might not be able to see you!" Ah Chou muttered, leaning his head against the palm of the man's hand and pinching the man's face with a smile. "But if you cut your beard, you can't see that it's a man in his thirties."

"Then you'll cut it for me later." Zhong Mingwei really cared. Ah Chou was small. He didn't say anything to this childish and innocent face, but he would inevitably feel guilty.

"OK," ah Chou agreed, gathered around the man's neck and mumbled, "I'll cut your beard, you'll braid my braids, more braids. I've bought some new ropes, hehe."

"Well, I'll braid all over your head," said Zhong Mingwei, as he leaned over to kiss ah Chou and Bai Jinjin's face. His fiery lips went down along the dark red scar on his chin. In ah Chou's tremor, the man went to catch ah Chou's hand and said in a hoarse voice, "no girl, now you have to help me first..."

"Bah! I knew you were a shameless... " Ah Chou scolded in a small voice, but the man held his hand.

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It's night.

Ah Chou, with a twist braid on his head, rolls around on the Kang.

"So happy?" Zhong Mingwei looked at the little girl with a smile on her face and bent her eyes with a smile.

"When I was a child, I liked pigtails best. I couldn't tie them properly. Mammy Xiang couldn't use her eyes, and she didn't tie them for me." ah Chou laughed and rolled to Zhong Mingwei's face. He put his head on the man's thigh and raised his face to the man. "Zhong Mingwei, you're a good craftsman. It's much better than I made it up. Hehe."

Zhong Mingwei reached out and touched the oil bright pigtail. When he braided it just now, he thought it was a bit stupid. But when he looked at the pigtail at this time, he thought it was pretty. Ah Chou's hair was long, and the quality of his hair was better. It was not as dry, yellow and thin as before. At this time, he felt it in his hand. It was slippery, like superior silk.

"It's pretty, sort of like a Turk girl." Zhong Mingwei said with a smile.

"Do you know any Turk girls?" The next second, ah Chou stopped laughing and stared at Zhong Mingwei with big eyes. "Which Turk girl? What Turk girl? "

"It happened several decades ago. I am only five or six years old," said Zhong Mingwei, chuckling as he pinched ah Chou's bulging face. "Didn't King Pingxi lead the army to defeat the Turkic army when the Turks invaded the Zhou Dynasty? At that time, Dazhou signed a truce agreement with the Turks. At that time, the Turks had the intention of making peace with each other. They intended to marry the princess to the king of Pingxi, but the king of Pingxi didn't agree. The father was unhappy, but he didn't force the king of Pingxi. Only a few years later, the princess of the Turks went to the capital to ask Dazhou Tianzi for permission to marry the king of Pingxi. That's when I saw a Turkic girl. At that time, the Turks The princess also has such a pigtail, but she still wears a small hat inlaid with gold and jade on her head. "