Traveling through the mall: the rough man is wild and flirtatious

He never thought he would be what he is now.

Subconsciously, he reached out and touched his smooth chin, which was very slippery.

"Are you satisfied?" Shen Qingwu asked with a smile.

Yan Nancen hummed softly, "Yuan'er is very skilled."

Su Qingyuan couldn't help sighing in her heart, is that my craftsmanship?That's because you look good. You look good with a beard like yours, but you'll definitely look better with a shaved beard.

Su Qingyuan packed up her things and sent them downstairs. Originally, Yan Nancen wanted to grab them and make them, but Su Qingyuan said that she wanted to take a walk, after all, she had just eaten.

When Su Qingyuan went downstairs, she saw that Miss Sun was telling the shopkeeper that she and Wen Chen needed to add two more pots of charcoal fire to the room.

When Sun Qian'er turned her head and saw Su Qingyuan, she stopped talking and came forward to greet her affectionately.

"Miss Su, you are..."

Su Qingyuan glanced at the things in her hand, and smiled without much warmth, "Well, I just trimmed my husband's beard, shopkeeper, the things are here."

"How to say?" Su Qingyuan turned her head to face him, and seeing his bare chin, couldn't help but feel a stir in her heart.

After speaking, he turned and left.

Yan Nancen also consciously gave up the place where he was lying warm just now, and moved a little outside.

"Also, I don't want that Miss Sun to know that I lied to her, so where will I put Su Qingyuan's face?"

Su Qingyuan thought for a while, "No need, my husband's body is hot, and it's very warm at night."

He must have something with her.

After Su Qingyuan finished speaking, she quickly closed her eyes, for fear that Yan Nancen would say something else.

Su Qingyuan didn't want to say that she became interested, so she coughed dryly, "Why are you so cautious? It's not like I haven't slept together before."

Yan Nancen looked at her sleeping face and didn't want to say anything at all. He looked closely at her eyelashes, eyebrows, lips, and nose.

"It's really enviable."

The shopkeeper let out a sigh, "My lady, do you want more charcoal fire in your room?"

Su Qingyuan recalled Sun Qian'er's words before, she looked at Yan Nancen who was standing by the bed, "The bed is made, won't my husband warm the quilt for me?"

Su Qingyuan laughed at Yan Nan Cenhou's anxiety, then she slowly took off her cloak and climbed onto the bed freely.

"Why do you want me to warm the bed all of a sudden?" He was already ready to sit on the stool all night.

And Sun Qian'er happened to see Wen Chen coming out of the room, and the first thing she saw was Su Qingyuan's room.

She doesn't know what this look means, but she knows one thing, that is, he always restrains himself from looking at Su Qingyuan.

It was the first time that Su Qingyuan showed off Yan Nancen in front of others, "My husband is a hunter, so naturally he has a much better physique."

What she said was right, Yan Nancen was a military general, his body was in good shape, naturally he wasn't that cold, on the contrary he was like a stove.

No beard is even more exciting.

I don't know how long it took, but he couldn't resist the drowsiness, so he slowly closed his eyes.

Sun Qian'er's words were a bit sour, and she didn't know why, but Su Qingyuan didn't sound very comfortable anyway.

The smile on Su Qingyuan's face has been put away, "I sometimes envy myself."

Yan Nancen didn't think about the meaning of these words, anyway, with one movement, he slipped into the quilt.

When the two were lying together under the same quilt, Yan Nancen couldn't help asking, "Yuan'er, you're so weird today."

"Then, miss, I'll send a charcoal basin to your room right away."

Su Qingyuan nodded seriously, "Just now I told Miss Sun downstairs that my husband's body is hot and he doesn't need a charcoal basin..."

This is also a subconscious word.

Being close at hand, he suppressed the frantic beating in his heart, reluctant to fall asleep, and just wanted to look at her like this.

When Su Qingyuan came back, Yan Nancen had already made the bed for her. Although it wasn't that good, he knew that it was unexpected for a big man to do this.

Su Qingyuan looked at his movements, if she hadn't imitated them three or five times in her heart, she wouldn't have believed that his movements could be so smooth.

This man came again, talking sourly.

In a word, Yan Nancen froze in place, and it took him a long time to speak, "Is what Yuan'er said true?"

Not long after he closed his eyes, when Su Qingyuan was about to turn over, she opened them.

She knew it when she was recuperating.

"Madam Su is really lucky to have such a mighty husband."

There was a dim candle burning in the room, so it wasn't very clear, but Su Qingyuan could still see his outline at a glance.

He slept soundly, breathing evenly, and the feeling of being dazed and staring at the beginning disappeared suddenly. She looked at the man in front of her without blinking.

She shaved his beard before, but she actually didn't dare to look at him, because the long face was too good-looking.

She couldn't help but want to pay attention once she looked at it. When she kept avoiding his gaze, she was actually afraid that she would sink deeper and deeper.

Although the ambiguous relationship between the two is almost the same as being together now, Su Qingyuan just can't take that step, or Yan Nancen didn't continue to chase her for a result.