Transmigrate to be Queen

When Ning Xiaoman's mind completely wakes up, Zheng Fusheng has helped her clean up, which makes Ning Xiaoman very shy. Although she is not an ancient boudoir girl and is very open-minded, she can't open her hands and feet if she really wants to take action.

"Don't move. Let me do it."

Ning Xiaoman struggles to let Zheng Fusheng go, but Zheng Fusheng firmly hugs people,

"Man'er, you are my wife. I am willing to do anything for you."

With this sentence, Ning Xiaoman almost shed tears and gave up the struggle in an instant. Zheng Fusheng took care of himself and relaxed. He took his out of the bath bucket, wrapped it in a big cotton padded robe, sent it to the outside bed and covered it with a quilt.

"Man'er, I'll wash again and come right away."

Ning Xiaoman reaches out and wants to hold people, but he thinks that Zheng Fusheng has just been busy taking care of himself. He hasn't washed himself yet. Ning Xiaoman shrinks back quickly.

Although this action is not big, Zheng Fusheng still sees it. It's not for nothing to say that his heart has a sharp connection. As soon as Ning Xiaoman raises her arm, Zheng Fusheng knows what she's going to do. He bends down and kisses people again and again. He is reluctant to let go, but Ning Xiaoman pushes him away with both hands.

"Fu Sheng, go and wash it. When you're done, put on your clothes and don't freeze any more."

At this time, Zheng Fusheng was standing naked in front of the bed. Ning Xiaoman didn't dare to open his eyes to see him. With this awkward appearance, Zheng Fusheng couldn't help laughing.

Listening to the laughter, Ning Xiaoman opened his eyes and saw that there was no one in front of him. He was greatly relieved. He felt that his cheek was a little feverish. He raised his hand and touched it. It was really a little feverish. Ning Xiaoman knew that it was shameful.

I couldn't help but hastily retract my hand into the quilt and found that I was still naked. I hurried to look around for my clothes. As a result, I didn't see any ready clothes to change. It's embarrassing. Can I just keep naked and wait for the wooden bell to come in and get my clothes? This smelly girl doesn't know to prepare her clothes before leaving.

Just as Ning Xiaoman was gnashing her teeth and whispering that the wooden bell was not attentive, Zheng Fusheng came out of the bathroom in a cotton robe. Ning Xiaoman quickly hid his muttering. He laughed and turned his mind. He knew what he was thinking. He was even more afraid to mutter. He must have heard it.

At the thought of what he thinks in the future, Zheng Fusheng can know. Is that a soul? It's terrible. Is there any secret in the future,

"What are you thinking, looking at a loss?"

Zheng Fusheng took a few steps to the bedside, knelt on one leg and bent his upper body to talk to Man'er,

"No, nothing."

"I didn't think of anything. Your face is so red?"

Zheng Fusheng refused to believe that Man'er didn't think about anything. He must be thinking about himself. Zheng Fusheng muttered in his heart that although they already have the reality of husband and wife, after all, the time is still short, and Man'er has been recuperating because of poisoning. It's only three or two times for two real fish and water lovers, so it's understandable that the little girl is shy.

Ning Xiaoman, who is shy in the quilt, suddenly raises her head when she hears Zheng Fusheng's words, and looks at Zheng Fusheng in some surprise,

"What's the matter? Tell me what you want. I'm here."

Seeing Ning Xiaoman's face suddenly turned from blushing to pale, Zheng Fusheng was startled. He didn't know where man ER was uncomfortable. Did he just do it too hard and Hurt where? Zheng Fusheng panicked.

"Man'er, do you have any pain? Let me see for you."

Zheng Fusheng reached out to lift the quilt, but Man'er grabbed it. Man'er's hand was soft. As soon as it was held, Zheng Fusheng didn't want to let go.

"What are you embarrassed about, husband and wife? Just be naked. OK, OK, I won't tease you. I'll help you get your clothes."

Zheng Fusheng gets up and goes to the cabinet to help Man'er pick out clothes. Ning Xiaoman is stunned at his hand.

"Man'er, which one do you want to wear, this light water green one or this pink and purple one?"

Zheng Fusheng turns to Man'er, holding his clothes in his hand, and asks. Ning Xiaoman beckons to him,

"I'll tell you when you come back."

Zheng Fusheng was itchy when he saw Man'er's pretty appearance as his daughter-in-law. He hurried back obediently. Ning Xiaoman grabbed his hand,

"I guess you like the pink and purple one, just as I thought."

Zheng Fusheng wants to turn back to help Man'er get his clothes, but the moment he gets up, he suddenly turns back, and then a pair of eyes stare at Man'er. Man'er just stared at him with big eyes open, and then nodded slowly. Zheng Fusheng raised his hand to his eyes in a little panic.

"Don't use your hand this time, just try sticking it up."

Hearing Man'er's words, Zheng Fusheng immediately lay down beside Man'er and pasted his body on it, but there was no induction between them. Ning Xiaoman pasted his face on Zheng Fusheng's face. Immediately, Man'er's thoughts were conveyed to Zheng Fusheng's heart.

"It should be so."

"Yes, that's it."

They turned their heads, looked at each other, and then smiled at the same time. I see. They don't know each other anytime and anywhere. They will be connected only when their skin is close to each other.