Wearing to 70's: I Want To Escape With Cubs

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There was a pleasant smile in his self-joking voice, obviously satisfied with the kiss.

Song Nianning was so embarrassed that she couldn't bear it anymore and buried her face in his neck.

When Shen Yuchuan saw this, he laughed happily, and his doting eyes fell on her.

"Why don't you open your eyes and look at this... man who teaches you how to breathe?"

The teasing voice, the deliberately lowered voice, carried a fatal hook.

Song Nianning wanted to reach out and stop his mouth, but her whole body was so weak that she didn't even have the strength to raise her hands.

She floated on his shoulder and neck like a kitten, as intimate as two quarreling mandarin ducks.

Shen Yuchuan couldn't get a response from her. His rough fingertips gently rubbed her cheek, and his gentle voice fell gently into her ear.

"Do you want me to teach you more?"

Song Nianning felt that this man seemed cold and tough, but in fact he was so arrogant that it was completely overwhelming.

She bit her lip and glared at him, like a little kitten with fried hair, "No!"

Shen Yuchuan narrowed his eyes and chuckled, "You want to see me cry, this 'little trick' is not enough Only by practicing can the truth be revealed."

He was like the best teacher, explaining to her patiently and meticulously, and also dedicated himself to the battle.

Song Nianning was so dedicated that her legs and feet became weak and her cheeks turned red.

Shen Yuchuan's voice was hoarse, "So you have to work harder..."

Song Nianning buried her entire face in the crook of his shoulder and neck. He had just taken a shower, and the refreshing smell of soap was on his nose.

Caught in his scent, it carries a sexiness that is unique to him.

Song Nianning's heart was pounding, and the sapling that had just broken through the ground in her heart shrank back into the soil.

This man himself is synonymous with "charming power". Whether it's his appearance, figure, or voice, everything about him is charming.

Just when Song Nianning was about to lose control again, the sound of footsteps gradually approached the partition curtain, and a pair of white shoes appeared under the partition curtain.

Song Nianning was startled and suddenly pushed Shen Yuchuan away.

Uh-huh!

The partition curtain opened at the right time, and it was the nurse making rounds.

When the nurse opened the partition curtain, Shen Yuchuan stood up and stood beside the bed, his eyes falling on her face as pink as a peach.

His watery eyes were darting around, as if he had a guilty conscience.

He placed one hand on his lips, coughed slightly, and couldn't help but smile.

Song Nianning turned her back to the nurse and glared at him fiercely, her eyes fierce and flirtatious.

After the nurse finished checking the room, Song Nianning unceremoniously instructed the man who got the advantage to twist the towel for herself and wipe her back.

She had already finished wiping the front part, and her hands on the back were not long enough, so she had to ask him to help wipe it.

The mugwort water has been sitting for a while, but it's still a bit hot.