Another book by Xiao Ding, "Cultivation of the God in the Red Dust" has been officially put on the shelves. Book friends are kindly requested to support it!
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The cloud hair is like a waterfall, and it is lightly sprinkled and splashed in the basin. Although there is a lot of dust on it, it must have been a day or two without washing, but it still has a faint fragrance. I don't know if it is shampoo.
The scent is still her own scent, Qin Xiang can't tell the difference anyway, because his nose is not very good, otherwise he wouldn't often watch girls touching their noses.
"Your hair is oily. You should wash it every day. Why do you only wash it every two or three days? You are a girl!" Qin Xiang looked at the baby-like snow-white skin exposed on Song Hanhan's head, face and neck, and her eyes continued.
The pair of pineapples that were arched up because she was lying down looked even bigger. She was distracted for a moment, and quickly turned her gaze to her cloudy hair, frowning and saying.
"Do you think I don't want to? But I don't have time. Grandpa Feng has so many automotive skills that I feel that twenty-four hours a day is too little!" Song Hanhan squinted her eyes and pouted, saying like that
The child was so cute that Qin Xianggang's strange feeling disappeared immediately, and he thought to himself: "She is just a lively and cute little sister, how could I have such thoughts about her? It seems that what Xiao Xiao said
Yes, it was all caused by watching i-movies. As I watched, my thoughts became corrupted. I had to uninstall the i-movies that guy downloaded when I went back today."
Although he thought so in his heart, and he was just helping other girls wash their hair, when Qin Xiang, as Ah Chu's brother, slid his very familiar and gentle fingers over Song Hanhan's skin as smooth as Hangzhou silk, he felt
His heart still couldn't help but ripples, and he had no choice but to recite "Namo Ami stole the cloth", and then he barely suppressed the racing boy's heart.
"It's so comfortable, Xiao Xiangzi. It turns out that your hair washing technique is so good. I really want to lie down like this and wash your hair for the rest of my life..." Song Hanhan's eyelashes were still twitching and she was a little nervous. Qin Xiang's hand
After brushing against her head a few times, she closed her eyes comfortably and reassuringly. At this time, she didn't want to worry about Qin Xiang eating her tofu with wide eyes.
"Is this a unique skill for picking up girls?" Hearing Song Hanhan's soft voice of admiration, Qin Xiang couldn't help but feel a little proud, and didn't pay much attention to Song Hanhan's familiar calling him "Xiao Xiangzi".
superior.
Half an hour later, Qin Xiang saw Song Hanhan sleeping soundly, and wondered if she had finished washing her hair, so she asked tentatively: "Hey, Miss Song, your hair has been washed, do you want to massage it?"
department?"
In fact, although his hair washing skills are very good, the most outstanding thing is his massage technique, which is absolutely outstanding, because he has certain attainments in Chinese traditional medicine, plus he practices ancient martial arts, and he has a good understanding of the acupuncture points of the human body.
In terms of cognition, even those Chinese medicine doctors may not be able to compare with him. In addition, under the constant scolding and criticism of the old man, his massage techniques are both hard and soft, with moderate weight, coupled with the infuriating movement of the fingertips, it can
It was said to be a peerless massage technique, so it was no wonder that Feng Qing snored while sleeping under his care - of course, from the perspective of traditional Chinese medicine, snoring is a disease.
"Yes, don't stop, it feels so comfortable, Xiao Xiangzi, you are so great..." Song Hanhan didn't know if it was a subconscious reply or because she was not asleep in the first place and responded softly without opening her eyes.
Feng Xiaoxiao happened to come over and wanted to see if Qin Xiang's skills were really that powerful. As soon as he walked outside the balcony, he heard Song Hanhan's dreamlike murmur. He trembled all over and thought to himself: "This bad little kid
Xiangzi, didn’t you do something to Hanhan after watching the i-movie?”
Because Song Hanhan was probably a little embarrassed, she had already lowered the balcony curtain before letting Qin Xiang wash her hair. Feng Xiaoxiao did not see what was going on inside.
Just as she was about to open the curtain and rush in, Song Hanhan's murmur came again: "Ah, Xiao Xiangzi, it's too light, but it's so comfortable. Please use a little more force, um..."
"Damn Xiao Xiangzi, what are you doing to Hanhan——"
Feng Xiaoxiao imagined that Qin Xiang was washing Song Hanhan's hair after watching the movie last night, and her mind was full of sperm, so she thought that Qin Xiang took advantage of the opportunity of washing her hair to seduce Song Hanhan, who had no scheming intentions.
He was doing something shameful and bad, and he couldn't help but feel an inexplicable surge of anger in his heart. He opened the curtain and rushed in with a loud shout.
"What--"
Qin Xiang and Song Hanhan turned around at the same time. Song Hanhan didn't get up, but just turned his head. Qin Xiang just turned his head, his hand still pressed on Song Hanhan's shoulder. Both of them looked at it with stunned expressions.
Feng Xiaoxiao, I don’t know why she drank so loudly for no reason, as if she wanted to eat people.
"Aren't you... doing that?" Feng Xiaoxiao naturally saw that Song Hanhan was neatly dressed, not even an extra button was unbuttoned, but his face was red, but he didn't know why; and Qin Xiang's body
Her clothes were well worn and there was no sign of "doing anything bad". Seeing this, she immediately regretted her words after blurting out her words.
She has done nothing. How can I, a young girl like myself, ask such a question?
At that moment, Feng Xiaoxiao's pretty face turned even redder than Song Hanhan's, as if she was drunk or had just applied too much rouge, and she herself felt that her pink face was so hot that it looked like hair.
High fever is common.
"Sister Xiao Xiao, what do you mean by 'doing that'?" Song Hanhan seemed to not understand what Feng Xiaoxiao meant, and asked with her eyes widened.
Qin Xiang understood, after all, he had been educated on "i movies" last night, and Feng Xiaoxiao had teased him with it several times this morning, and then he thought about the words that Song Hanhan muttered just now and last night.
From the sounds he heard on the computer, he knew that Feng Xiaoxiao had misunderstood what he was doing with Song Hanhan just now.
Seeing Feng Xiao, Xiao Xia's red face and evasive eyes, he answered for her honestly: "Miss Song, Xiao Xiao just suspected that you and I were... in love... in love..."
After all, he was still embarrassed to say it, and couldn't say it, because Feng Xiaoxiao was already embarrassed and annoyed and kicked him hard...
Song Hanhan understood, really understood, she blushed and glanced at Feng Xiaoxiao, and said coquettishly: "Sister Xiao Xiao, you are so bad..."
"..."
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After what happened, Feng Xiaoxiao was too embarrassed to stay with Song Hanhan anymore. He glared at Qin Xiang fiercely and kicked him hard. Qin Xiang didn't dare to hide, so he had to giggle and let her kick her.
"I'll deal with you when I get back, bad guy Xiao Xiangzi!" Feng Xiaoxiao rolled his eyes at him and slipped out angrily...