Billionaire's Favorite: The President's Handy Little Sweet Wife

Qin Shu looked at him blankly, "What?"

Chu Linchen had no choice but to ask again, "I will officially meet my family tomorrow, are you happy?"

Qin Shu came back to his senses and nodded, "Of course, I'm happy."

"I'll do it." Chu Linchen took the towel from her hand, wiped her hair, and wrapped her in his arms with a strong body, and then asked, "What were you thinking just now, so serious?"

"I didn't think of anything..."

"Huh?" Chu Linchen snorted out of his nasal cavity, obviously not believing it.

In the mirror, his deep eyes seemed to be able to see everything.

Qin Shu felt inexplicably guilty from being stared at by him, and when he was about to compromise, Chu Linchen let go of the next step:

"Forget it, if you don't want to say it, I won't force you. When you want to say it, I will listen to it."

"..."

Seeing him turn around to get the hair dryer, Qin Shu felt a little apologetic.

It is agreed that there will be no more secrets with him...

Thinking of this, she pursed the corners of her lips and said, "Actually, Gong Shouze came to me today. He was infected with blood newts and wanted me to provide blood pills to help him overcome the symptoms of monthly attacks."

Chu Linchen stopped his movements and looked over, his eyes squinted with surprise.

Qin Shu continued: "The mistress' wife is from the Youlan clan, and Gong Shouze was infected by her."

Although he promised Gong Shouze not to tell outsiders about this, Qin Shu felt that Chu Linchen was not an outsider.

Moreover, he knows the importance of this matter and will never spread it to the outside world.

Qin Shu believed him.

Sure enough, after Chu Linchen digested the heavy news with two seconds of silence, he said solemnly: "This matter must not be made public."

Qin Shu nodded, "Well, I just told you."

The corners of Chu Linchen's lips curved, picked up the hair dryer, and while helping her to dry her hair, asked with concern: "You promised him? But with your current physical condition, how do you plan to help him?"

Qin Shu raised his hand and gently stroked the blood-colored holy stone on his neck, "Let's take a step and see, anyway, he didn't say that he will be there soon."

When she said that, Chu Linchen didn't ask any more questions, and just said: "When you need me, you can always talk."

"Well." He will always be her most solid support.

The warm air from the hair dryer blew slowly, and Chu Linchen's gentle palm stroked her hair, letting the moisture in her hair be taken away by the hot air.

Very comfortable.

Qin Shu didn't want to think about those heavy things anymore, closed her eyes, leaned back slightly, leaned against Chu Linchen, and enjoyed his hair blowing service.

The bathroom fell silent, only the whistling wind, and the hearts of the two clinging to each other.

Qin Shu fell asleep in such enjoyment.

"It's done."

Chu Linshen's magnetic voice sounded.

Qin Shu slowly opened his eyes.

Freshly washed hair is silky silky and fragrant after being blow-dried.The hot wind just now made her face flushed, and her clear eyes were still a bit hazy.

"Then let's go to sleep... Ah, Chu Linchen, what are you doing?!"

Before Qin Shu could finish his sentence, he was suddenly hugged tightly by the man behind him.

Both of them were only wrapped in bath towels, and they were tightly attached to each other, and their skin was intimate.

Qin Shu moved forward subconsciously, but the cold marble countertop made her drowsiness dissipate immediately.

"Did you feel comfortable just now?"

Chu Linchen looked at her from the mirror, with a serious expression as if he was doing a customer satisfaction survey.

If, ignoring the thing that was hard on her lower back...

Qin Shu held back his shame and raised his head, pretending to be calm, "So, do you want a reward? Mr. Chu."

"Then are you willing to give it? Miss Qin."

Chu Linchen imitated her address.

Before she could answer, he buried his head in her neck, his scorching breath sprayed down, and Qin Shu's body gradually became weak.

His palm slowly poked in under the towel again.

Qin Shu's legs trembled unconsciously.