Heroine’s Road to Becoming Scum: The 20th bowl of soup (seven)

So Qing Huan made a bet with them.

Everyone knows that Chi Yan is very, very, very concerned about his big beard, which is not much compared to the two taels of flesh under his crotch. If anyone dares to think of his beard, he can eat people raw! It's not that there have been cases like this before. Someone wanted to "disadvantage" his beard, and in the end, he was twisted by blazing flames, and his arms were almost broken.

It is better to count on the blaze to shave than to count on the sun rising in the west.

In the end, life was too boring, and they had to find something to do. The female officials only saw Qinghuan's respectful, gentle and considerate side to Chi Yan. Conquer the flames. Qing Huan didn't mean to bring up the boudoir thing. Can she tell them that when the door is closed, Chi Yan won't even let her take a comb?

Forget it.

The target is Flamingbeard for ten days. In fact, it didn't take ten days, but the female officials were so worried that they even thought ten days were not enough, so Qing Huan accepted it.

Mainly because she was also curious about what Chi Yan's face looked like under his beard. Judging from his good bones, even if he wasn't an extremely beautiful man, he definitely wasn't ugly. Moreover, Qing Huan felt that he had a mustache to keep a secret. For example, he was very shy, and even the tips of his ears turned red when he was shy. She didn't know this, it was up for discussion, but she had never seen anyone who didn't blush but had red ears.

Her body in every world is a mimetic, and to be precise, she is incorporeal. The mimetic body is transformed according to the situation of the world in which it is located. Most of the women in this world are slender and weak, and the body she transformed is even more so. Also because the skin is too soft and delicate, and Chi Yan likes to chew on her too much, so every time it finishes, there are traces on her body. The man with the beard on his face is really uncomfortable. If someone can't understand it, it is probably similar to the feeling of sandpaper shaving on the body.

Every time the candle shadows turn red at night, the tent is hazy as soon as it is put down, and the flames are in a hurry. Although he has subconsciously lowered his movements, his strength is still a torment to her delicate skin.

If Blaze hadn't been off duty during the day and had nothing to do and stayed in the house, he wouldn't have noticed. It's funny, it's been almost a month since they got married, and he still doesn't know where she is, where she's from and where she's going, and he doesn't even know his new wife, Fang Lingjie. But it's not that Chi Yan doesn't want to know, it's that he always forgets to ask... It's true.

In the steaming heat, he moved his mind again, but when he grabbed the person, he suddenly saw little red marks on the snow-white lotus root arm, it must not have been kissed by him, where did it come from?

Chi Yan didn't ask directly, but carefully observed it. When the mandarin duck bath was over and he got to the bed, his lips and tongue turned all the way, only to realize that it was his beard to blame. Qing Huan's skin was already delicate and white, and after he kissed it, it naturally left traces, and it was still very clear.

He looked up and saw Qing Huan's expression inadvertently. Although he was faintly intoxicated, he frowned. It must be uncomfortable, Chi Yan thought. If someone rubbed a sandpaper on him, he would definitely get angry.

He silently stopped kissing her, but it was far from enough to feel her warmth with both hands, hugging and rubbing her, Chi Yan couldn't control his desire to bring his mouth close. It's a feeling that drives people crazy, especially in a pinch like this. Damn, why didn't she ever say that? It's been almost a month. Basically, he has to treat her like this every day. Has she been uncomfortable for a long time? I was so careless, and I didn't see it until today. Is it true that men are inherently inferior to women in some aspects?

The blazing flame touched his beard, um... the weeds were thick and thick, and it was so thick that it stabbed people, and he felt uncomfortable.

While sleeping with his sweet wife in his arms, Chi Yan told himself countless times in his heart, anyway, this ghost beard is long enough, shave it as soon as he shaves it, he doesn't even remember what he grows So...

Three days in a row, Qing Huan woke up the next morning to find that Blaze was no longer in bed. This is really strange. On weekdays, he didn't wake up early when he went to the military camp. What kind of wind is blowing today, he actually woke up early? She touched the clothes and put them on, opened the tent and put on the embroidered shoes. As soon as she looked up, she saw Chi Yan sitting in front of her dressing table, holding a razor in his hand and working on her beard. He couldn't take it anymore, grabbed a handful of beards and cut them—he thought he was cutting leeks?

I didn't even brush and get wet. No wonder he was grinning in pain. This person has never shaved before, so he doesn't know what to do, right?

When Qing Huan thinks that blaze is a little taller, he will quickly tell her that it is just an illusion with his own stupidity.

"The city master?"

The blazing city lord, who devoted himself to shaving his beard, was startled by the gentle sound behind him. With a flick of his hand, a blood stain appeared on his face. He cursed in a low voice, and when Qing Huan saw that he had scared him, he quickly pleaded guilty: "It's my fault that the city lord was frightened. Please punish the city lord."

"It's not your fault," Blaze said. "Qing Huan, you and I are husband and wife, don't be so unfamiliar with me all the time." The longer they have been with Qing Huan, the more Chi Yan realizes the gap between them. Thinking about how he dared to roar in front of her when he first met, calling himself Laozi, and even threatening to beat her up, but now that he thinks about the dark history, if he could turn back time, he would definitely slap himself hard! He has established such an image in front of his wife, when will he be able to lift it? Now she is always trembling with him, is it because she thinks in her heart that he is a man who is rude and does not agree with words and will fight?

But Chi Yan was embarrassed to ask Qing Huan directly, always feeling that although this woman followed him and gave him her body, her heart was still far away from him. What was he going to do to make her feel more natural? She and that kid, even the horse named Jiguang, were softer and more natural than when they were with him.

"The husband is the god, that's what it should be, I'll do it." Qing Huan walked over, took the razor from Chi Yan's hand, and smiled, "Look at you, there are several more cuts on your face." The thick beard that used to be shaved is now shaved like a dog's gnawing, and it is impossible not to shave it, because some places have exposed flesh, and some places are still very dense, bald in the east and bald in the west, which is really ugly.

Chi Yan also knew that he didn't know how to do this, so he gave it to Qing Huan by default. Qing Huan reached out and poured out some liquid from a small bottle on the dresser, and wiped it on his face in blazing eyes. "What is this?"

"Make it lubricating, or you'll scratch your face." Qing Huan pushed gently, turned to get the water basin, and mixed the water little by little to form something similar to shaving foam. Then he pulled Flaming back, letting his upper body rest on his lap. "The city lord closes his eyes."

He closed his eyes obediently.

Qing Huan's movements are much better than Chi Yan's own. They are light and soft. He lies in this woman's arms, and there is a kind of... indescribable happiness and satisfaction. Flaming's Adam's apple twitched twice, and quietly opened a slit to look at Qing Huan, her face was calm, and she was shaving his beard attentively. Chi Yan lived almost thirty years old, but he never imagined that he would be able to marry such a sweet wife one day.

Alas, it's a pity that I didn't like to study when I was young. Although I didn't know the big characters, it was limited to that. He didn't understand the slightly deeper books, but his wife was different. , Chi Yan knows that she loves reading books very much. If there are books, she can stay alone for a day without feeling bored.

You said that there is such a big difference between people. He really doesn't know why she wants to marry him.

Slowly, the true face of blazing flames appeared in Qing Huan's eyes. She looked at this face almost dumbfounded, and she finally understood why Chi Yan couldn't look down on the stunning beauty Jin You, who was born in a beautiful country.

Nonsense, he himself is more beautiful than Jinyou!

It's really beautiful, and it's extremely feminine. Just looking at this face, you would think that this is a rare beauty in the world, but with his tower-like figure, just think about it. What does it feel like to have a beautiful face on a bear? Not to mention Chi Yan's eyes are big and round, as clear as water, giving people a strange and pitiful feeling - even if he is angry. If he didn't have a beard, how could he lead his men? Even if the strength is superior, it is uncomfortable enough to wear such a face.

Qing Huan gave the bear a wax in her heart. "...well."

Chi Yan was a little reluctant to get up from Qinghuan's lap. He looked at himself in the mirror, sighed, and said, "I've forgotten what I look like."

Qing Huan held back her smile: "...very beautiful."

"Really?" Chi Yan was originally disgusted with his face, but now he was praised by Qing Huan, and suddenly he was a little overwhelmed. "Really beautiful?"

"Hmm." It would be perfect if it was born to a woman. The manly bear actually had such a face with willow eyebrows and almond eyes, Qing Huan stretched out his fist against his lips and coughed lightly, saying, "City Lord, let's wash up and have breakfast."

Chi Yan is also hungry. He wakes up early to toss with his beard, and it's over now. His stomach is growling early, but he's embarrassed to say it in front of Qing Huan, and he doesn't want her to think that he only knows how to eat. guy. At the moment when Qing Huan mentioned it, he nodded as if pounding garlic: "Okay, eat, eat."

The maid and the servant who came in for breakfast were startled and stood there with their mouths open, not knowing who it was. When they heard Qing Huan's words calling the city lord, their eyes were about to fall out!