Quick Travel: Pathologically Loyal Dog Strategies

Chapter 114
It's a pity that Lu Zhuo doesn't know how to appreciate it.

Shen Ronghua has deep resentment.

The warm wind blows from the back.

The boy behaved without breaking the rules and was too gentlemanly.

While Shen Ronghua felt that such a boy was very good, he kept doubting his own charm.

She really wanted to grab the other party's collar and question loudly, am I beautiful, am I beautiful!Why are you indifferent!

Is it true that as Sister Qian said, Lu Zhuo was forced to do everything?

For a woman he doesn't like, even if he strips naked in front of a man, the other party can still enter into meditation like an old monk, without even raising his eyelids.

Her current situation is exactly the same as what Sister Qian described.

Lu Zhuo's hands were shaking a little, but he tried hard to calm down.

The other party exuded a faint fragrance, disturbing his nerves all the time, he had to think of other things to suppress the thoughts he shouldn't have.

The throbbing of the body is uncontrollable.

The crimson color on Lu Zhuo's neck spread from the neckline to the back of the ears, and the corners of his eyes were a little red.

He moved his body back and calmed down a little.

Ban Jin: "He silently retreated a little, and distanced himself from you, as if a bit disgusted. I feel that you used the wrong method."

Shen Ronghua: "???"

Angry!
An incomprehensible dog man!

She's getting out of here!

Shen Ronghua was so angry that he got up and beat the boy by surprise.

Lu Zhuo reflexively tilted his head back, guiltily trying to hide the strangeness in his body.

However, such a small move made Shen Ronghua almost cry.

She snorted hard at Lu Zhuo, then snatched the hair dryer from Lu Zhuo's hand, and said angrily, "You don't need to blow it, I'm going back!"

Lu Zhuo was stunned, and took the lead to reflect on what he did just now, whether he did something wrong, but he couldn't figure it out no matter how much he thought about it, so he had to ask cautiously: "Did it hurt you?"

Shen Ronghua became even more angry, and turned his back to him to pull out the plug. His half-dry hair slid to the sides because of the bending over, completely exposing the smooth, white and greasy beautiful back to the boy's vision.

Lu Zhuo's throat tightened, and he subconsciously turned his eyes away. He suppressed himself for a while, but failed, and his eyes fell on the sky again.

This is his girlfriend, isn't it?
Shen Ronghua touched the plug, and was about to force it, when his back was suddenly covered with warmth, and one arm stretched out from behind, wrapping around her waist, and the other hand stretched out under the coffee table just like her, covered the back of her hand.

The thin lips are lightly attached to the side of the ear.

"Sister, it's dangerous, I'll come."

It was low, with a hint of hoarseness, and it almost tickled the depths of the eardrums.

Shen Ronghua's ears trembled a little, and he withdrew his hand from under the coffee table. His eyes followed his arm, looking at the junction between the coffee table and his wrist, and he held the hair dryer tightly with his other hand.

The sound of breathing seemed to intensify for a moment.

Deep in Shen Ronghua's heart, there was a trace of timidity for no reason.

She urged weakly: "You should just pull it out."

Things seemed a little bad now, she was sitting on the other's folded lap.

The boy rested his chin on her slender shoulders, slowly withdrew his hand, wrapped her hand and the hair dryer with his big palm, and said warmly, "I don't feel comfortable blowing your hair, huh?"

The ending sound rose, as if she was questioning, or simply asking her how she felt.

Shen Ronghua had long been fascinated by the other party's voice, his expression was in a trance, and he replied in a soft tone: "It's comfortable."

(End of this chapter)