Feel something on the face, song Xiaoman nose gently floating for a while, can''t help sneezing!

    Once you open your eyes, a man''s face is close at hand, maybe only a millimeter away.

    His breath, with a clear taste, filled her nose.

    What does this man want to do

    Qin Shinan maintained the same posture, and his voice was calm: "get up, take a bath, and then go to sleep."

    "I, I haven''t finished my homework yet."

    Song Xiaoman''s face was nervous. He lifted the quilt and quickly climbed down from the bed: "I''ll go to the study first."

    "Wait a minute." Qin Shinan holds song Xiaoman''s arm, and his eyes fall on her worried face.

    Releasing his hand, he suddenly turned and walked into the bathroom.

    Hearing the sound of water coming from inside, song Xiaoman blinked, his face inexplicable.

    Did the man have anything to say to her just now?

    In the study, song Xiaoman is doing his homework. Looking at the topic in front of him, he is uneasy.

    She thought about what happened in the mall, about the two women who were so mean.

    One of them is Fu Siyu

    Was he going to marry Qin Shinan?

    She suddenly put the pen on the table and sighed angrily!

    She looked up and saw the man push the door in. She was startled and immediately picked up the pen again.

    Qin Shinan went to the desk and looked down: "can''t you do the title?"

    Song Xiaoman looked at the man''s face, the heart of the calm, now seems to be more chaotic.

    Just after taking a bath, the man was only wearing a white bathrobe. A few tiny drops of water dropped from the top of his black hair on his well-defined chest... A little indifferent, a little lazy, very casual.

    How to look at it, no matter from which point of view, this man is pretty and speechless.

    Not only the face, but also the eyelashes.

    Song Xiaoman''s face suddenly turned red, and his whole body went up and down? What is she thinking about!

    Qin Shinan naturally noticed the little girl''s eyes. He just moved his eyes to her face.

    Light cough, song Xiaoman some uncomfortable, very helpless: "well, topic, topic, no, not."

    Qin Shinan bent down, one hand around her back on the table, the other hand took up the pen, directly to solve the math problem.

    He touched her head lightly: "in two days, I''ll ask Lao Mu to hire a tutor for you."

    "It''s getting late. Take a bath and have a rest."

    "Oh." Song Xiaoman stands up and runs out in a hurry without even finishing his schoolbag.

    She was relieved to hide in the room.

    What happened just now? My heart is pounding and I''m nervous.

    After taking a bath, song Xiaoman takes out his newly bought skirt and throws it to the ground!

    Fu Siyu? Is Fu Siyu''s vision like this?

    After a few seconds, she picked it up again and changed.

    Running to the door of the study, she knocked.

    Hearing the sound, Qin Shinan put the small book back into her schoolbag with a little surprise.

    He leaned back in his chair, nibbling at the cigarette, and lifted his eyelids lazily.

    The dark eyes are more and more deep

    There seems to be a little danger.

    Song Xiaoman is not aware, standing beside the man, her hands gently touching his arm, sweet Nuo Nuo smile: "old, husband, you see... I wear good, good-looking?"

    This skirt looks better on her than on Fu Siyu!

    After another puff of smoke, Qin Shinan twisted it out in the ashtray.

    Slowly spit out the smoke ring, he hooked his lips to smile, stretched out his hand to clasp her waist, suddenly pulled her to his leg!

    He pinched her chin with his slender fingers, squinted at her white and innocent face, and said in a hoarse voice: "do you like the skirt my husband bought you?"