She is naturally charming and does not need to use any means. Even a simple look in her eyes seems to be seductive.
This is also the reason why so many young girls and young wives in Yuxiang Town were attracted by it, and all of them wanted to be Shen Tianci's stepmother.
Under the soft candlelight, she was dressed in men's clothing with a seductive luster and an invisible attraction that made it difficult for people not to notice.
Jun Beicheng looked at the book and took in all her expressions.
Glancing at the rosy face, he casually teased: "Are you hot?"
There is ice in the car, which is not only not hot but also very cool, and there is even iced herbal tea to drink.
Shen Zhaoning swallowed nervously and murmured nonsense: "It's not hot, I'm just a little thirsty."
She diligently took the teapot frozen in ice, poured herbal tea and handed it to Jun Beicheng's hand.
Her beautiful eyes were gleaming and her little face was flushed, which made people think about her, and they had the urge to crush her.
Such a style should not appear on a man, it is really inconsistent.
Jun Beicheng's eyes darkened, and he felt unhappy. He took the herbal tea and drank it all in one gulp. He really needed to drink some herbal tea to calm his mind, otherwise he would really feel that there was something wrong with him.
Just sniffing the delicate fragrance left on the teacup by my fingertips, my heart became restless and uneasy.
Shen Zhaoning was not polite, took out two sour plums from his bag, put them into the tea cup, and then tasted them carefully.
In the summer, she loved to drink iced sour plum soup. It was inconvenient on the road, so she had to make do with it.
Jun Beicheng looked at her small and contented movements and sneered in his heart, she would actually enjoy it.
He was speechless. He brought her this time just to clear up some doubts. A fox always shows its tail.
The carriage was eerily quiet. Shen Zhaoning was quite nervous at first, but he braced himself and prepared to be a cow and a horse.
But the man had been reading a book, and she had nothing to do. She was bored for a while and then started to doze off.
The body swayed with the carriage, almost falling several times, and then faintly swayed back.
Jun Beichen was sitting on a soft bed that could sleep in the car. She only dared to think about it. How could she dare to make a mistake?
But after she fell asleep, the carriage jolted, and she lost her balance and fell into the carriage, her head rolling onto the man's dark moiré boots.
At that moment, she was so sleepy that she didn't know whether to pretend to be dead or get up and pretend that nothing happened.
What a shame!
Above his head, the man looked down at the person lying underneath him, his eyes colder than the ice cubes in the basin.
"My shoes are very clean, no need to wipe them."
grass!
Shen Zhaoning got up and sat back in his seat at the speed of light. Who the hell wants to clean his shoes with his face? Haha! Spit to show respect!
Finally, the man put down the book in his hand and lay down to sleep.
She thought she could be a little lazy, but the skin-picking thing said: "Fan me."
Oh, he really knows how to enjoy it. With two wages, he can enjoy all-round 24-hour services. Even capitalism can’t figure it out!
She was cursing in her heart that she still had to do it, so she took the folding fan and slapped her hard. The cold air from the ice cubes made Jun Beicheng's black hair fly everywhere.
He opened his eyes faintly and stared at it, making Shen Zhaoning's spine shiver, and he slowed down with a smile.
She hated herself for being hopeless!
After traveling all night, Jun Beicheng fell asleep, so she sat on the ground and fanned him, treating him like an animal.
In the second half of the night, she dozed off again and again. She was so sleepy that she fell onto the soft couch and let out a sigh of contentment.
It's more comfortable to sleep on your stomach than to sleep sitting up. Today, even if the King of Heaven comes, she won't get up!
The man who was sleeping suddenly opened his eyes, and the fragrant head that was close at hand boldly almost touched his face.
The hand holding the folding fan was small and white, with pink fingertips. It was right next to his lips, exuding a faint fragrance, making people want to take a bite.
The palm-sized face has soft lines, and the white and plump earlobes are a bit cute, but he really doesn't look like a man.
The night in the bathhouse came to mind. In the smoky bathhouse, he hugged the struggling and twisting slim waist from behind, biting the red and attractive earlobe, and his blood surged again.
For some reason, he always associates Shen Lin with the woman that night, probably because of the fragrance.
On a hot day, I am indeed a little restless.
Jun Beicheng turned his head away, closed his eyes and forced himself to sleep, but he couldn't control his wild thoughts.
After the anger that night, he actually had some taste for food, damn it!
The next day, when they arrived at the inn, Shen Zhaoning became a maid again, helping the man change his clothes and wash himself, and also help him eat before and after running.
After that, they still had to take a shower, so she stood at the door with her clothes, neither entering nor retreating.
Ah You was guarding the door and asked her in confusion: "What are you doing? Come in quickly."
She reluctantly went in, her mind filled with thoughts of the trouble she had caused in the bath that night.
