Shin's painter

Chapter 129

That's all, what can women do, feelings are feelings!

Maybe it was just an excuse for him to take her on a trip.Jealous of her being close to Miss Zhang's family, it was just an excuse to let her stay by his side.

She has never taken the initiative to love someone, and love heals life, which makes Shen Xiaozhi a little at a loss.

Love is overflowing in her heart, but she doesn't want to pour it out.

She's awkward, she's shy.

Regarding her shyness and awkwardness, Sun Ling has seen her in the past few days.

For some reason, the shyer she is, the cuter she is.

Sun Ling felt that she was really hopeless, and so did her brother Sun San.

He hides in the dark, often closing one eye, opening the other, sometimes simply turning a blind eye, for fear of being killed by the two of them.Obviously, Painter Shen injured his shoulder, but his limbs are fine, but Qi Wa regards Painter Shen as a baby, serving food and drink without talking, and guarding the bed day and night.

Sun San thought: I don't know when I can't help but climb up on the couch... Tsk tsk tsk!There is no one to bully him!He would rather be short than excessive, so he won't just pick a woman to break his fast like the fourth child!

Speaking of Qiwa, it is already summer, and in the scorching summer, if you hold on tightly, you won't be afraid of sweaty hands!Those are Shen painter's hands, not bodhi seeds, the more you rub the better.

This early summer, Sun San is singing: I don’t have a partner, hey, don’t feed people dog food...

After five full days of recuperation, the wound has scabbed over, and he is being fed every day, and his body is recovering well.

Shen Xiaozhi stood up with the support of the bedpost, and called out, "Zhier?!"

Zhi'er is from Juancheng, a little maid temporarily hired to serve Master Shen. She is fourteen years old, with a round face, delicate and delicate.She was the only object of Sun Ling's jealousy. Master Shen suspected that she was doing bad things in the name of changing her dressing, so she only asked Zhi'er to change her dressing and wipe her body.

Zhi'er heard the sound and pushed the door open, and asked, "Ma'am, what are your orders? Are you hungry?"

This elegant lady was small in stature, but had a formidable appetite.

Shen Xiaozhi shook her head, sat down slowly, and ordered: "You ask someone to boil some hot water, I want to wash my hair." It has been six or seven days since the injury, a handful of beautiful black silk was wet and dry, dry and wet again, Mixed with the smell of sweat and blood, she was taught to frown early, and when she can walk, the first thing she does is to wash her hair.

Zhi'er stepped forward, picked up her loose hair, held it up to her nose, sniffed it, and sighed: "Madam's hair is soft and slippery..." It makes people love her, she has never touched it so beautiful and smooth. Smooth hair, like the finest silk.

Zhi'er is young and forgets his form for a while.

At this time, a certain person stepped into the door and saw him, stared at him, and asked angrily: "Zhi'er, what are you doing grabbing madam's hair?" He still didn't let go.

Zhi'er was startled, and the hair came out of his hand.

In a hurry, she turned around and said hello to Sun Ling.

This young master is famous for loving his wife, and he is easy to get along with, but he doesn't like others approaching his wife, even if it is a woman, he doesn't like it either, causing her back to get chills and palms to sweat from the young master's stare.She knows that his wife is elegant and beautiful, with fair and clean skin, and she has pure admiration for her.

Sun Ling sat down next to Painter Shen, put her big hands together, and gathered her hair by her side, declaring her sovereignty.

Shen Xiaozhi glared at her, and said to Zhi'er, "Go down!"

"Yes, madam!" Zhi'er bowed and stepped back.

Shen Xiaozhi asked: "Why are you angry with a little baby?"

Zhi'er doesn't understand anything.

Sun Ling picked up a strand of her black hair, played with it in her hand, and said, "It's mine too. I don't like others touching you, even if it's just a hair. No, no, fine." Painter Shen acquiesced to the two. After the relationship, while Sun Ling's heart was full, she always felt that no matter how she looked at her, she was not enough, so she became more attached to her.

"Pooh!"

Shen Xiaozhi spat at her. "I want to wash my hair, Zhi'er is just to see if my hair smells. It's not like you!"

Hearing this, Sun Ling let go of the hair in her hand, took Shen Painter's little hand and said, "I'll wash your hair for you."

"No need." Shen Xiaozhi refused politely.

This woman always took advantage of her in various pretexts, and she would get a stick of incense to change the medicine, which made her goosebumps all over the place. If it was winter, she would get cold early.If she hadn't been injured, she might have already... Ouch, I can't spoil her too much.

The woman asked why?

Shen Xiaozhi said: "I'm hungry, I want to wash my hair quickly and have a bite."

"I promise to clean up as soon as possible."

With her here, how could Master Shen ask Zhi'er to wash her hair, such an intimate act.

"Miss Sun Qi, you are now guaranteed to be more untrustworthy than the businessmen in Beishi. That's all!" In front of food, Shen Xiaozhi was not easy to soften his heart.Sun Ling was soft and hard, but it didn't work. She turned her round eyes and leaned over to kiss her tender cheek.

With a "chirp", Painter Shen was stunned.

She covered her cheeks and asked: "What are you doing?" In broad daylight, she is not afraid of being seen by others, she really does not know what it means to be shy.

On a tree not far away, someone hurriedly covered his eyes and continued to sing silently: I don't have a partner, that one, it's great to have a partner, hey...

Sun Ling curled her lips and said, "If you don't let me wash my hair, then I'll kiss you... until you agree. Although Zhi'er is young, it's good to let her learn a lot!" No matter how cheeky she is, she just doesn't want others to meet her beloved woman.

"Sun Ling!"

Shen Xiaozhi scolded.

Another kiss was her answer.

She was originally a weak woman, didn't know martial arts, and she was injured.No matter how you hide, you can't hide from that woman's powerful attack, her small face is covered with her saliva, she is not a puppy, really.Shen Xiaozhi was afraid, Zhi'er returned, covered her mouth, and surrendered.

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