Chapter 132

Lu Zhanshen tilted his lips and lowered his eyes slowly. His warm palm caressed the back of the little guy's head, and his thin kisses kept falling on the top of her hair.

He holds her, each other's temperature, gradually blend together, spread out a pair of inseparable picture.

After a long time, Joe climbed up to the man's lap, put his hands around the man's neck, and said softly, "that morning, Aunt Liu talked about the factory fire. It was the Zhou family's factory. Zhou Chuyan's father had an accident and died, while his mother was unconscious. I think I should go there and return the original favor to him. "

It's not too much to say that such an accident is the death of a family.

"Lu Zhanshen... You believe me, the person I like is you, it's you. If you don't want me to see him, then I will never see him again. Do you believe me? Please don't be angry, will you? "

Lu Zhan's deep lips moved, and a sour feeling rolled in his chest. He hugged his arms more and more, hoping to rub her into his blood.

Joe's hand carefully touched the man's face, and a hazy fog appeared: "Lu Zhanshen, besides my mother, you are the best person to me. In my heart, you are as important as Mom. "

"Is it?" Lu Zhan's deep eyes were dim, and he couldn't bear it.

In her heart, her mother, after all, is so important.

Rong Wei's problem should be solved

However, how to solve it?

Today's Rong Wei, after all, is Xia's family, is Xia Zhaonian's wife, he can't rashly move her.

If it's public, how much damage should his little guy get?

The mother she thought about day and night, the mother she talked about all the time, the mother she buried in her heart

What Rong Wei said is right. He really can't afford to gamble, and he doesn't dare to gamble.

Then he let her go and stood up: "I'll take a bath. You can have a rest first."

"Now in broad daylight, I'm not sleepy." Seeing that he unbuttoned his shirt with one hand, Joe came forward again later and asked, "can I help you?"

Hearing this, the handsome face without any fluctuation immediately changed into a puzzled smile: "do you help me?"

Joe stretched out his hand and touched the button of the man's shirt. "It's inconvenient for you. I'll help you untie it."

She opened her face slightly and untied the button very seriously. However, her fingers inadvertently touched his strong and firm chest, so she naturally became nervous.

Lu Zhanshen leans close to her, and her heavy breath blows her pretty red face. The fragrance of her body slowly rushes into his nose. Then, a heat rushes all over his body.

The body is still relatively weak, so Joe is a little dizzy at night. She doesn't notice the change of the man at the moment. She carefully takes off her shirt for him.

After putting the shirt aside, she looked at his trousers in embarrassment. She worked hard for a long time, but she didn't untie his belt buckle.

Because too nervous, but also because of the relationship between fever, her head has a layer of sweat.

"No way?" Lu Zhanshen finally can't see it any more. Is this woman teasing him on purpose? Even if you untie the belt, you can untie it for a long time!

"This, I can't untie it..." Joe looked up and looked at him. They were so close that she could see her reflection in his dark eyes.

"I'll teach you." He suddenly pressed her hand, black eyes staring at her, like a wolf to see the prey, the next second will be her down.

Joe took back his hand in a panic: "you, you'd better do it yourself."

"I'll go to the bathroom and put some water for you." Joe quickly hid in the bathroom and looked at the red face in the mirror. She was smiling now.

Lu Zhanshen goes in and closes the bathroom door. There is a strong light in his eyes.

Joe squatted by the bathtub.

That meaningful look made her deeply aware of the subtlety of the situation

Not long ago, I still remember the embarrassment of washing his hair.

In the bathroom, there are various kinds of crises. If you are not careful, you will have to step on thunder. You will suffer a lot before.

"Then you wash first, be careful to touch the wound." Joe stood up late, perhaps dazed by his quick action.

Seeing her unsteady steps, Lu Zhanshen immediately reached out to hold her and said with sharp eyes, "let me wash it myself?"

Joe glowed red and stammered: "otherwise, otherwise?"

"Don't you wash my hair today?"

"Well... I'm still feverish. I feel a little dizzy. I went out first."

"I used to help you take a bath, but now I'm reluctant to ask you to help me?"

Joe nunuo mouth late, do not speak, silent refusal.

Help? That's what I'm determined to do.

At this juncture, we should resist

Staring at her blushing face, his black eyes sank: "late obedience, help me wash, eh?"

The bad smile on the man's mouth makes Joe feel indescribable confused. Staring into his eyes and listening to his sexy voice, she seems to be possessed again!

"Well... Well." Leng Leng ground, she then agreed, must be last night's medicine effect has not returned thoroughly!

It's just that taking a bath is really just taking a bath.

Concerned about her physical discomfort, Lu Zhanshen even thought, but there is no Hu as non.

After a while, Joe came into the room with black fish soup and grinned: "drink it while it's hot. Aunt Liu just stewed it."

The taste of fish soup makes Lu Zhanshen pull his eyebrows slightly, and his eyes are full of resistance.

He thinks he is not picky, but he seldom touches the soup.

"Black fish soup is good for the wound of your hand." Seeing that the man's brow was frowning more tightly, Joe couldn't help feeling a little funny. He looked like a big boy, which was rarely seen.

Lu Zhan pursed his mouth and did not answer.

"Why don't you sit on the sofa and I'll feed you?" Joe looked at the man's face at night, with a coquettish smile and a seductive tone.

Put down the fish soup, she pulled him to the sofa and sat down. Then she stood in front of him and handed the spoon to his mouth.

With a smile in his mouth, Lu Zhanshen took the bowl from her hand, put it aside, and put her in his arms as soon as he stretched out his long arm.

His fingers pierced her hair, held her back brain tightly, and pulled into the distance between them. His knife like face approached her: "I don't like fish soup."

Joe has been sitting on the man, a pair of clear and smart eyes gently turning, staring at his deep pupil: "but Aunt Liu said, it's really good for your wound, in fact, it's very good to drink, there's no fishy smell, you try it?"

Lu Zhan gazed at this delicate and moist face: "if I drink, what reward will you give me?"

"Reward?" Joe is late overflow a low smile, drink fish soup just, how to still want to rise to reward?