Tomb Raider: What kind of heroine is she?

Sanniang gently placed this previously troublesome guy on the bedside, while Erya was already standing there with a basin of water, ready to remove makeup for her young lady.

Sanniang stood up and was about to walk away when she suddenly felt someone pulling at the corner of her cheongsam. She looked down and saw that it was Zhang Xingxing who was holding her clothes tightly.

Huh? What an ancestor.

Sanniang muttered to herself. She thought Zhang Xingxing wanted her to remove her makeup herself, so she sighed helplessly, took the handkerchief from Erya's hand, dipped it in some water, and began to carefully wipe the makeup off Zhang Xingxing's face.

As time went by, the face that was originally described as charming and attractive gradually returned to the more familiar appearance when she was with her on weekdays. Sanniang looked at the face in front of her, which looked a little cold and natural when not smiling, but was very contagious when smiling, and the corners of her mouth could not help but rise slightly.

Much more pleasing to the eye!

Zhang Xingxing, who was enjoying the service of Xiangxiang Beauty, was very talkative at this time. She sat there obediently and didn't talk much like before. She did whatever Sanniang asked her to do, just like a cute doll. After finally finishing all the washing work, Sanniang still covered her with a quilt carefully before turning around and leaving again.

Unexpectedly, in the next second, when Sanniang was about to get up, she suddenly found that Zhang Xingxing was holding her skirt tightly again, staring at her with her big round eyes, as if she didn't want her to leave at all. Sanniang took a deep breath, her eyebrows raised, her beautiful eyes wide open, staring at this innocent-looking good sister in front of her. She couldn't help but speak helplessly.

"What on earth do you want to do?"

"Sleeping with my wife, the dean's mother said that we will sleep together after we get married."

Zhang Xingxing blinked her eyes, and then spoke in an innocent, good-looking tone. The next moment, Zhang Xingxing seemed to sense Sanniang's irritability, and she pouted her lips and continued to speak aggrievedly. But she became more and more sad as she spoke, and without waiting for Sanniang to say anything, she opened her mouth and started to cry loudly.

That look must have been so aggrieved.

Sanniang felt a headache when she heard this. She asked why this guy was so easy to talk to just now. It turned out that he was waiting for her. Helpless, Huo Sanniang and Erya tried all methods, but still found that no matter how they tried to coax this little drunkard, it didn't work. So they could only talk to the Huo family's guys and start the sleeping service.

When Erya saw the two of them lying down, she quietly left the room and thoughtfully closed the door.

Zhang Xingxing was contentedly hugging Sanniang's soft body, feeling full of happiness, like hugging a pillow that he couldn't let go of. Due to long-term martial arts training, Sanniang was used to sleeping on ropes. This was the first time she slept on the bed with a friend. Therefore, Sanniang, who was extremely unaccustomed to the sound of breathing in her ears, could only toss and turn and could not fall asleep. The two of them just lay on the bed with their eyes wide open.

Finally, Zhang Xingxing, the drunkard, couldn't stand it anymore. She hugged Sanniang's waist and said something cute enough to shock Huo Sanniang's worldview, then closed her eyes obediently.

"Wife, we will have a baby tomorrow, hehe."

???

Silence was her protective color. She felt like she was being harassed by an innocent hooligan. No, who taught her all this?

At this moment, the director, who was telling fairy tales to the children in the orphanage, sneezed. Who was talking about her?

Sanniang, who was lost in her thoughts, finally couldn't resist the sleepiness. Her eyelids began to feel heavy and she slowly closed her eyes.

The sunlight shines through the window onto the two of them, as if covering them with a layer of golden gauze, warm and soft. In this beautiful moment of tranquility and peace, their figures leaning against each other complement each other, forming a warm and harmonious picture.

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When Zhang Xingxing woke up, the splitting headache was secondary. What was more important was that there was good news and bad news in front of her.