There is room for the reborn doctor

Chapter 182

Shen Chuhua turned around immediately in shame, and turned off the fan, "You...you go out first, I'm not in danger, I'm just blowing my hair!"

Zhan Beichen didn't listen to her, walked over immediately, grabbed the thing in her hand, frowned, "What is this?"

It was the first time Zhan Beichen saw this thing, and it looked like the trumpets those people held during the student movement.

"This..." Shen Chuhua was momentarily at a loss for words, and thought for a while, "I bought it when my parents and I went to Japan a few years ago. It was a hair dryer. After washing my hair, I used it to blow dry, and it dried in a few minutes. !"

Shen Chuhua explained with a blushing face, quietly took the nightgown from the side, and put it on her body.

"Ah!" Zhan Beichen stared curiously at the knife in his hand, as if he didn't notice her appearance just now, turned around and walked out with the hair dryer, "Come out, I'll blow it for you!"

Zhan Beichen just turned around and walked out without even looking at her.

Shen Chuhua's snow-white teeth sank into her full cherry lips, and her big watery eyes were full of anger.

Is she not beautiful enough?

Not in good shape?

Shen Chuhua slightly lowered his head and glanced at his figure under the nightgown.

Although he is only 18 years old, he is fully developed!

With skin as white as snow, and a graceful figure, Zhan Beichen couldn't resist rushing towards him?

Is she that unfeminine?

Now that Zhan Beichen really ignored her, Shen Chuhua felt a little lost.

Shen Chuhua bit her lip, women are really strange creatures.

"Daughter-in-law, come out, what are you doing in there?" Zhan Beichen called her in a clear voice. In the bedroom, he kept looking at every move of Shen Chuhua, wanted to laugh, but held back.

He can see everything about this little woman, and he can understand it clearly. He usually flirts with her, but if he doesn't flirt with her today, he won't be used to it.

"Oh!" Shen Chuhua replied with some disappointment, and walked out wearing fluffy slippers.

She purposely tied her white fluffy nightgown loosely.

Sit in front of the vanity mirror.

Zhan Beichen picked up the hair dryer to help her dry her hair carefully.

18-year-old Shen Chuhua, youth is her greatest capital, the wind blows her hair full of black hair, and there are many...

The Zhan Beichen that Shen Chuhua saw from the vanity mirror had an arrogant and cold face, not like the bad-natured ruffian in front of her on weekdays.

"Zhan Beichen!" Shen Chuhua thought for a while before tentatively speaking.

"Huh?" Zhan Beichen pretended to be indifferent, turned off the hair dryer button, put it on the dressing table, yawned, ignored her, went to the wine cabinet and poured himself half a glass of red wine, and tasted it like a nobleman.

Shen Chuhua returned to the couch obediently, with an unconcealable disappointment on her small face.

Lie down, cover the quilt, and stare at the water-red diamond curtain above the head, feeling a little uncomfortable.

After drinking some red wine, Zhan Beichen also lay down, with his back facing her, and fell asleep.

"Zhan Beichen!"

Shen Chuhua glared at him back, her sweet voice was a little displeased.

"Huh?" Zhan Beichen pretended to be falling asleep, and hummed again.

"You... broke in just now, didn't you see anything?" Shen Chuhua asked lightly.

"I see!" Zhan Beichen replied casually.

see?Shen Chuhua's anger surged to his brain.

Since they met, on the first day and night, they were covered with quilts, and no one could see the other clearly.

It was the first time he saw her under the light today, and he should give her some praise or praise, after all, she was his wife.

And he, after reading it, was completely indifferent, what does this mean?

He is not satisfied.

Shen Chuhua suppressed his anger, "You seem to be very disappointed!"

Zhan Beichen pretended to yawn again, no, he really couldn't hold back his laughter now, so he could only yawn to pretend to cover up, "It's okay!

And you, like a green plum, haven't grown well yet!

Compared with those movie stars, she was a little less enchanting, and compared with those famous ladies, she was a little less tall. "

Shen Chuhua couldn't bear his violent temper any longer, so he grabbed his own pillow and threw it at Zhan Beichen's back.

(End of this chapter)