Ninety-nine pretty daughter-in-law has space

Chapter 500 Chinese Level [-] Difficulty ([-]th update)
bathroom.

Shen Chuming had already taken off his clothes, his shoulders were broad and his waist was narrow, his abdominal muscles were well-proportioned, and his body proportions were excellent.

He turned slightly sideways and looked at the back near his shoulder in the mirror. There were three obvious scratches, each of which turned the flesh out.

There is a fast and waist.

Recalling a few hours ago, when the group of people threw out the bait, even though he was fully prepared, the other party could still figure out his situation and let him be attacked by a strange person.

The person in the mirror has slightly pale lips and slightly wrinkled brows, looking not very well.

He turned on the shower and rinsed it with hot water. The temperature was too high and poured on his skin. It hurt like someone had peeled the skin and bones with a knife, but he still didn't say a word.

This time I took a shower a quarter of an hour later than usual.

After casually treating the wound, he put on his bathrobe and went out, opened the door, and saw Concubine Su standing at the door, staring at him with both eyes.

He was taken aback for a moment, then bent his lips, leaned over to touch her face, and smiled, "What are you waiting for at the door? Do you want to wash with me? I just haven't washed enough, do you want to come in?"

Going to hold her hand, she avoided it, stretched out an index finger and put it in front of his eyes, with a bad expression, "Where did this come from?"

"When I came back, I saved a few people, their blood." Shen Chuming touched her nose with a smile, took her inside to wash her hands, dried her with a paper, took them out, and sat on the bed Asked, "Your concubine is worried about me?"

Concubine Su tilted her head, "Who's worried about you?" She turned her head again, with concern in her eyes, and her tone became softer, "Are you okay? Don't lie to me, I don't want to become a widow without a certificate."

The little girl is stubborn.

Shen Chuming pursed his lips and leaned close to her. After taking a bath, there was a faint lingering fragrance on his body, and his voice was soft and hoarse, "Is there anything wrong? You'll know if you try it?"

"Who wants to try? I don't care about you."

Ever since Concubine Su knew who his true self was, she became more rude in front of him, not as soft-tempered as before, and her temper became tougher.

Shen Chuming also noticed this, the little girl's true nature was revealed, and she was able to let go in front of him.

This is a good thing.

He'd wanted her to be that way from the start.

Concubine Su pushed him away, not allowing him to touch or hug him, nor to give him a kiss.

She had washed herself up before he came back, and she was already tired, but when he disturbed her, her drowsiness was broken.

"Fixed?" Shen Chuming was referring to her data, probably the ledger.

Concubine Su hummed, dangling with her white and tender legs, his eyes became hot and his throat felt inexplicably dry.

"Seeing that you can't sleep now, why don't you come and stay with me?" Without waiting for anyone to come back, Shen Chuming picked her up, walked to the computer, sat on the chair, put her on his lap, and pressed her in his arms.

He put one hand around her waist, and put his chin on her delicate shoulders. With the other hand, he pointed to the keyboard, typed letters, replied messages, and searched for information.

Concubine Su propped her elbows on the table, holding her face in her hands, and watched the information on the screen with him. They were all in English, and there were also Portuguese translations. She could understand them all, and asked from time to time: "Third Master, do you want to do this?" The person who reported it was pretty good, it was written by hand.”

"Xie Yiheng's brother, made by Xie Yishu. His brother is very different from him in personality, but he is indeed very good. I will introduce him to you when I go back." Shen Chuming smiled, "Do you understand?"

"A little bit, I've learned it before." Su Ying put one hand on her face, very casually.

I'm afraid it's not that simple.

The above are equivalent to the tenth level of difficulty in Chinese for foreigners, and they are all written by Xie Yishu himself, and graduate students studying abroad may not be able to understand them all.

(End of this chapter)