Ninety-nine pretty daughter-in-law has space

Chapter 573 Do you need to wear it sooner or later, the third master asked her if she wanted it? (four more)
Concubine Su traveled all the way from Sijiu City to the Independent District, but she hadn't had time to wash up yet.

She threw the lab clothes in the trash and put on a red dress with an off-the-shoulder fit, but the back zipper couldn't be zipped all the way.

Coming out of the bathroom, Shen Han was standing by the window, talking to the person on the other end of the phone.

The back is slender, facing the scenery outside the window, as if embedded in a picture frame, rich and colorful yet plain and elegant.

He put one hand in his pocket, and said in a calm and low voice, "The most dangerous place is the safest place. It is impossible for people to go out. They should still be in the independent area. Search carefully."

Concubine Su walked slowly to the mirror, sat down, and wiped her hair with a handkerchief.

Hearing the movement, Shen Han tilted his head, gave a few more instructions, and hung up.

The him in the mirror slowly approached her, took the hair dryer from the drawer, and gently held her hair, "I'll do it."

Concubine Su put down her hand and did not move.

She looked at herself in the mirror, and then at the person who bowed her head and seriously blow-dried her hair. His movements were delicate and gentle, his eyes were full of tenderness, and he touched her head, which made people feel sleepy.

However, no matter how much you want to sleep, you can't stop being attracted by his looks, mature and attractive, as if you have changed a lot in the days you haven't seen him.

But no matter what, everything he does looks good.

This person will be hers from now on, just think about it...

Happy.

In the past, she never thought that there would be any intersection between them, but luckily, fate is like this, and they met inadvertently.

"It's almost dry." Shen Han rubbed her hair with his left hand, turning down the wind power.

Concubine Su raised her head and looked at his fingers. They were white and clean, long and strong, and it was very comfortable to rub her hair.

Such a beautiful hand, flexible and tricky...

I don't know what to think of, and suddenly my face turns red.

After blowing for a while, Shen Han turned off the hair dryer and put it on the table without missing her delicate expression. With his right hand propped behind her, his left hand lifted her chin, rubbing his thumb lightly, "What are you thinking?"

Feeling the delicateness of his fingertips, Miss Su's heart trembled suddenly, she blushed even more, she shook her head, "No, it's nothing..."

Her fingers gripped the skirt tightly, her eyes just met his sexy Adam's apple, and she couldn't help swallowing.

It's over, want to commit a crime.

"It's really nothing?" Shen Han had been with her for so long, and he knew every look in her eyes like the back of his hand, so he couldn't help teasing her.

"No..." Concubine Su resolutely denied it, her ears were burning red, and she was a little embarrassed, "Well... I, I haven't closed the zipper on the back, third master, can you help me?"

Her skirt is not fully pulled up yet.

Shen Han had noticed it a long time ago, and the corners of his lips curled slightly, "This is our room, it's just the two of us, it's okay."

Instead of listening, he stretched his hand along the zipper on the back, pressed it against her delicate and smooth back, and seemed to smile lowly, "Anyway, it's going to be gone later, what are you doing with it?"

As he said that, he lowered his head, kissed her back, and slowly moved up, touching her shoulders, collarbone...to her neck.

"Don't..." Concubine Su was imprisoned by him, and the masculine aura rushed towards her face, and she couldn't escape it.

She is dressed in a red dress, which can be easily broken against her fair skin, like red plums and snow covered in paper, each of which accounts for half of the beauty.

But all of these gathered on her body, which was a beauty that could not be ignored.

Every look of resistance is like anger or coquettishness.

His girl is so deadly.

"Tell me, what were you thinking just now? Did you..." He paused, looked at her slightly red cheeks, and said in a low voice, "Thinking about...?"

(End of this chapter)