After rebirth, the female supporting role only wanted to have a grand funeral

The three of them had dinner in the courtyard lively, sat and chatted for a while, and then went back to their houses.

Qingyu originally wanted to serve Xue Shu to remove her makeup, but Xue Shu only gave her a look, Qingyu understood everything, and turned back to stand in front of her house very perceptively.

Qin Xiang on the side immediately understood, she rolled her eyes, whistled, and said in an ambiguous tone, "Be careful, Shu'er."

"Safe?" What safe?
Before Xue Shu could ask, Qin Xiang slipped away with oil on his feet.

Then he did not forget to lock all the doors and windows of his room.

Before closing the window, he made another gesture of cheering Xue Shu up.

Tonight is a night where no sound is heard.

Qingyu also imitated Qin Xiang, and locked the doors and windows of her room after returning to the house.

She can't hear anything tonight.

Tuliu Xue Shu sighed in the yard, turned around and went back to the house.

Some uninvited guest was already lying on her bed quite naturally.

It's almost like being in your own home.

Xue Shu sighed again, walked to the dressing table and sat down as if resigned to her fate.

Someone on the bed naturally got off the bed and stood behind her.

Jing Xing supported his chin with one hand, then tentatively reached out, and took off a hairpin from Xue Shu's hair.

It was obvious that he hadn't learned this skill specifically. When removing the bun, his movements were erratic, and he almost pulled Xue Shu's hair off.

Xue Shu held her head, tears came out from the pain.

Jing Xing didn't dare to move anymore, and quickly withdrew his hands: "...Or, let's call Qingyu in."

He was also reckless.

"...No need." Xue Shu gently rubbed the place where he had just scratched the pain, and then did it herself to loosen the bun.

Thanks to her experience of living alone in a Taoist temple in her previous life, otherwise, if she wanted to take apart such a complicated bun by herself, it would probably be too much.

A head of long, smooth hair swirled at the end and fell to the ground with a little curly arc.

There was still a dull pain in some places on the head, Xue Shu couldn't hold it back, and raised her hand to rub it again.

Jing Xing was behind her, as stiff as a wooden man.

It wasn't until Xue Shu picked up the comb and began to comb her hair that Jing Xing took another step forward and took the comb from her hand.

Xue Shu subconsciously avoided her hand.

Her hair is so precious, Jing Xing can't be such a disaster.

"Don't worry, I will be very light." Jing Xing sighed, reached out and rubbed the top of Xue Shu's hair a few times, and then smoothly took the comb from Xue Shu's hand.

This time, Jing Xing treated Xue Shu's hair with utmost care. While combing, he carefully looked at Xue Shu's expression in the mirror. Once her eyebrows frowned, he gasped. , and then suddenly stopped the movement of his hands.

It was obviously a very simple matter, but Jing Xing was so nervous that he was sweating profusely.

In the end, when Jing Xing put down the comb, he even heaved a sigh of relief.

Xue Shu leaned sideways, put one hand on the dressing table to support her face, and said in a teasing tone, "It turns out that Mr. Jing is not good at things."

Jing Xing smiled wryly and shook his head, put the comb that ruined his half life back on the dressing table, leaned over and hugged Xue Shu's waist, and hugged her directly: "It's okay, I will be good at it in the future. "

He's always been smart.

Xue Shu was carried towards the bed by him.

Jing walked very steadily, but at an extremely fast speed. Before Xue Shu could react, her back was already stuck to the soft bed.

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Jing Xing doesn't seem to understand what restraint is.

He clearly said that Xue Shu could go to bed earlier, but he still tossed until midnight, seeing that Xue Shu really couldn't hold on anymore, Jing Xing finally let her go reluctantly.

Before the charming atmosphere dissipated, Jing Xing was stretching out his hand to massage her acupuncture points, and the burning breath of his words fell directly on Xue Shu's shoulders: "Shu'er, starting tomorrow, you should exercise hard."

Where is this, Xue Shu can't stand it anymore.

He wasn't having much fun.

Xue Shu frowned, and muttered a few words softly, but with Jing Xing's hearing ability, he couldn't hear what she said clearly.

Her waist is almost broken, how can she exercise?

Jing Xing got up again, wrapped Xue Shu with a clean quilt and put her on the soft couch, and like last time, changed all the quilts on the couch, and then put Xue Shu back on the bed.

Then, he finally hugged the little girl in his arms contentedly, and closed his eyes.

The next morning, Jing Xing woke up early, but Xue Shu fell asleep the whole time without even moving her eyelids.

With Xue Shu, Jing Xing was not in a hurry to get up at all, since the little girl couldn't afford it, it would be a pleasure for him to lie down with her for a while longer.

During this period, Jing Xing heard footsteps and voices in the corridor outside.

"Shu'er hasn't gotten up yet? It's true. As expected, men who have sex are beasts. Why don't they understand a little bit of pity?"

"...Miss Qin, this servant always feels that you seem to have experienced a lot in this regard."

"That's not true, it's just that I read a lot of scripts, and it's written like this in the scripts."

"Oh..." Qingyu was dubious.

"Come on, I think you should stop standing here, go back and rest first, isn't there still Jing Xing in the room, in case he gets wild, and then... You little girl can't listen, hurry up Let's go, let's go, I have to go too-"

As soon as the last sentence was finished, there was a burst of chaotic footsteps outside. It seemed that Qin Xiang forcibly dragged Qingyu away.

Jing Xing listened inside and couldn't help chuckling.

Qin Xiang was right.

Men who eat meat are beasts.

The so-called eating marrow to know the taste, once you start some things, you will never forget the taste.

The more Jing Xing thought about it, the deeper his eyes became.

However, he lowered his head slightly and looked at the peaceful sleeping face of the little girl in his arms. He didn't have the heart to make a fuss with her.

Jing Xing could only sigh, and honestly took his hands out of the bed.

Forget it, the little girl had worked very hard last night, it's better not to make trouble with her.

He got up slightly, pressed a kiss on Xue Shu's face, and lay down again.

Xue Shu slept until almost noon before waking up. When she woke up, she only felt a big hand gently pressing on her waist. The strength was very moderate, which brought a feeling of soreness.

"Hmm..." Xue Shu raised her hand and rubbed her eyes, then moved her waist uncomfortably, "Don't press it, it hurts..."

Jing Xing's face froze, and the hand that was originally on Xue Shu's waist was pressed on her waist in an instant, making her unable to move: "Shu'er, if you don't rub it well, it will be even more sore at night..."

His voice was inexplicably hoarse, and it sounded very ecstatic.

Now, Xue Shu really didn't dare to move, she froze and let Jing Xing massage her.