President, please spoil me!

Xing Hua closed her eyes and enjoyed it for a while, then opened her eyes in the warm wind, and looked at the face upside down. At this time, she looked calm and at ease, and the eyebrows and eyes under the short black hair seemed quite relaxed.

The man's bony fingers ran through her hair, knowing that she was staring at him, he didn't raise his eyes, and said in a lazy hoarse voice, "I'll rub some medicine on you later."

"Are you a beast, why do I have to get medicine every time I sleep with you?"

"Your body still has a lot of room to exercise."

"...You are really shameless."

Huo Sicheng couldn't deny this. He was actually a little tired. After all, the amount of exercise was not small, and it could be said that it was a lot. Although he was not weak, his muscles and bones were relaxed, and he was full after eating, so he was in a good mood.

After thinking for a while, Xing Hua said seriously, "Honey, let's do it every night from now on."

Huo Sicheng, "..."

He turned off the hair dryer, raised his eyebrows and said, "You have a lot of needs."

Xing Hao's eyes widened, and she pointed at herself, "You mean me?"

Huo Sicheng said indifferently, "Medical surveys show that men and women aged 20 to 30 have an appropriate frequency of three to five times a week. If you want it once a day, that's seven times a week. It's already higher than the average level. Isn't it too young? ?”

Xing Hua, "..."

She asked him, "Then, did you finish the week's supply just now?"

The man answered her calmly, "Since you need it once a day, I don't mind slowly making up for what you lack in the first two weeks."

"I mind."

"Is it."

Huo Sicheng turned on the hair dryer and continued to dry her hair.

I don't know how long the buzzing hot wind sounded, and when her hair was almost dry, he turned off the blower, threw it aside, looked at the time on the bedside, and said, "It's time to sleep. "

Xing Hua turned her fingers upside down, and finally figured it out, "Do it again—no more than twice a day, no more than three times in two days, no more than five times a week...well, and no less than once a week."

Huo Sicheng looked down at the head that was crawling on his lap and was resting on his lap, with a half-smile, "Can't be less than once a week?"

She touched her nose, then licked her lower lip, and still took it for granted, "It is necessary for a husband and wife to communicate in this way occasionally. I am so young, once a week is normal."

Huo Sicheng scraped her soft face with the back of his fingers, then stroked her hair that wasn't damp, a faint smile appeared on his face, "It's not that I'm tired, go to sleep."

Xing Hua looked at him, then crawled into his arms again.

With a slight smile, the man put his arms around her.

"husband."

"Ok?"

"Do you..." She stroked her hair, looked at the line of his jaw and asked, "Don't you like me making my hair like this?"

Huo Sicheng was taken aback, "Do you think so?"

"Well, I think."

Looking silly and sweet, her mind is really sharp.

His eyes fell back to her hair again, and there was a bit of trance in the depths of his pupils.

Seeing his eyes darken gradually, Xing Hao brought his face closer to his eyes, "Do you have a complex? Some straight men have a complex for women with long, straight and black hair, the kind with waist-length hair, fairy-like Fluttering... But, Xing'er said that I have never had long hair."

She's just a girl at best, short and straight.

"No."

"You don't like my dyed hair?"

"No."

Xing Hao sat back, "But you have seen my hair many times today, and touched it many times when I did it... It doesn't seem like the kind of looking and touching that I like very much."

"yes."

She nodded.

Huo Sicheng looked into her frank and clear eyes, "Why did you suddenly perm your hair?"

"I had a whim when I went to get my hair cut. I think this looks pretty and suits me." She seems to have said it once.

"You don't like the clothes in your cloakroom?"

"It's not like I don't like it, it's pretty and tasteful, but...it's not the style I like now, and, girls who like to wear that kind of clothes should look like...a temperament similar to Shu Qing? Or Comfort plus, I can't pretend to be that forceful now, so I can't hold it very much."

Huo Sicheng, "..."

He pulled the quilt over her body, lay down with his arms around her, "Sleep."

Xing Hua closed her eyes, nestled in his arms, couldn't help sniffing his neck, and said in a low voice, "You smell so nice."

Huo Sicheng, "..."

Daily flattering series.

He patted her on the head amusedly, "Where did you find so many reasons to flatter your ass?"

"It just smells good." She arched into his arms, and sniffed vigorously again, "I'm just good at discovering and praising the beauty in life."

Huo Sicheng, "..."

He said coolly, "I'm waiting for the day when life is praised by you."

Xing Hua yawned, her exhausted body and lazy mental state made her sleepy, "Then play it on a loop."

The bedroom lights went out.

Xing Hua was very sleepy, and soon fell asleep in the man's arms.

The moonlight was shining brightly into the room where the curtains were not drawn.

Huo Sicheng sat up, half leaning on the head of the bed, his left hand was still hugging the woman beside him, his right hand easily touched the cigarette and lighter according to his memory, and with a bang, the faint blue flame briefly lit up in the darkness. Second.

The cigarette butts flickered.

………………

It will be Shu Qing's birthday in five days, and the birthday party will start in the evening.

Huo Sicheng got off work early and made a detour back to Blue Water Bay to pick her up.

Xing Hua didn't pack up and waited in the living room, Huo Sicheng asked Tong Ma, "Madam is still upstairs?"

"Yes," Tong Ma knew that they were going out today, so she hurriedly replied, "It should be almost done, do you want me to go up and have a look, or give a reminder?"

The temperature in the room was on the high side, Huo Sicheng temporarily took off his long suit, and said calmly, "No, I'll go."

Tong Ma took the suit and let out a sigh.

Huo Sicheng found her in the cloakroom.

The door was only slightly closed, and opened with a light push. When he arrived at the door, the woman was standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling mirror, arranging her clothes and appearance.

She was wearing a very light mint green gauze floral dress.

The inside is a tube top style, a light mint green skirt that doesn't reach the knees, and the outside of the skirt is a one-shoulder long gauze skirt of the same color, embroidered with delicate flowers, covering the white ankles.

The already fresh color was made lighter by her skin tone, and she exuded a clear and clean fairy air.

The makeup is also clean, the eyebrows and eyes are classic, and the lip color is also gentle red.

Hearing the movement, Xing Hua turned to look at him and smiled habitually, "You're back, I'm almost done."

Huo Sicheng looked at her smile, and his pupils froze slightly.