Accidental Bride: Challenge the Dark-bellied Guardian

Chapter 117 136 Dear: goosebumps all over the floor

"I've changed my mind," Zuo Shaolin smiled: "You don't need to call me husband, just call me honey, this way you can express your love for me better!"

"You pervert, I don't love you!"

As soon as she finished speaking, Zuo Shaolin grabbed her, pressed her on the sofa and scratched her vigorously.

Shangguan Wanwan had always been ticklish, so she laughed so hard that she rolled on the sofa until she got under the sofa. He picked her up and continued to scratch her, asking while scratching, "Should I scream? Shall I scream?"

Shangguan Wanwan couldn't stand the itching anymore, she repeatedly begged for mercy: "Call...call...I call, you...don't scratch..."

Zuo Shaolin stopped: "Hurry up."

Shangguan Wanwan lay exhausted on the sofa, her hair was a mess, panting and helplessly shouted: "Honey!"

As soon as she finished shouting, she shivered fiercely, only to feel that countless goosebumps all over her body were springing up like mushrooms after a spring rain!

This girl, who has never had close contact with a man, was not only kissed, hugged, touched by Zuo Shaolin, but also forced to call him husband, honey, her whole body was uncomfortable, and goosebumps grew all over her body. Very lush and crazy.

"Why are you shaking?" Zuo Shaolin looked at her and asked.

"I... I have goosebumps." She said truthfully.

"Shake off?"

"Shake it off, and the goosebumps fell all over the floor." She pretended to look at the ground: "A lot."

"Do you want to sweep it with a broom?"

Shangguan Wanwan rolled his eyes at him, got up and said, "Let's go!"

Zuo Shaolin pulled her back again, and rubbed her head with his hands: "You woman doesn't tidy up when you go out, look at your hair like a chicken coop!"

"It's not your fault!" Shangguan Wanwan scratched her hair with a five-finger comb.

Zuo Shaolin said: "You can also comb well?"

He took out his comb and handed it to her: "Comb it well."

Shangguan Wanwan looked at the comb carefully, put it under her nose and sniffed desperately, then threw it on the coffee table and said, "No, it smells."

"What flavor?"

"Smelly masculinity!"

Zuo Shaolin grabbed her and held her in his arms, picked up the comb and combed it for her, Shangguan Wanwan kept yelling: "Ouch! Oops! Ah! It hurts! Ah! Take it easy! Ouch! Zuo Shaolin! Take it easy! Can you do it? It hurts to death!"

Zuo Shaolin hit her with a chisel, and Shangguan Wanwan yelled "Ah—" loudly.

Zuo Shaolin scolded: "You can even comb your hair like this!"

Shangguan Wanwan shouted: "Can you comb it? If you don't know how to comb it, don't let others comb it! You are not combing my hair, you are cutting my scalp!"

"I don't need to comb it hard, can your messy hair be combed and stretched?"

Finally combing her waves, Zuo Shaolin said: "You don't know what to do, you are the first woman who can be combed by me, Zuo Shaolin, and this is your great honor!"

"What's so strange," Shangguan Wanwan said unconvinced: "You are also the first man who can comb my hair for my sister! You are the lucky one!"

The two came out arguing and got into the car, Shangguan Wanwan said: "Zuo Shaolin..."

Zuo Shaolin bent his fingers and knocked over: "Boom!" She was hit on the head with a chestnut chisel.

"Ouch! What are you doing!" she cried, covering her head.

"Call wrong once and suffer once!"

Shangguan said aggrievedly, "I have something to tell you..."

Unexpectedly, he knocked over again: "You can suffer without a title!"

(End of this chapter)