1781 Chapter 1780 of “Quickly Traveling [Jade Body Exposed]”

A woman disguises herself as a prince and a man disguises himself as a concubine [Thirty-seven]

Ning Shuyao was fully dressed, so Li Xin felt that she fell on the opponent’s soft chest, which was naturally difficult to touch, so she quickly got up.

“Look at you, what are you hiding from?”

After she got up, she straightened Ning Shuyao upright, without any hint of shyness. After all, in her opinion, it was an accident when two women bumped into each other, and it was nothing.

Ning Shuyao is different.

His whole body was stiff, and he looked calm, but in fact, his heart was turned upside down, feeling astringent and panicked.

At this moment, Li Xin was still holding his face with her hands, and her fingertips lightly touched the red mark at the corner of his mouth:

“Does it hurt?”

The soft pair of hands caressed her face, and the warm and delicate skin brought a trembling feeling. He gritted his teeth hard so as not to push her away.

It’s not that I’m disgusted, I’m just flustered like never before.

He endured it, grabbed her erratic hand, tried to calm his emotions, and shook his head.

No problem.

He pursed his lips and made a mouth shape.

Li Xin finally let out her breath, stepped back a little, and distanced herself:

“It’s good that I didn’t hit you. If not, why don’t you go to the mirror and take a look?”

Ning Shuyao also happened to need to calm down. The closer he got to her, the more out of state he became. Hearing this, he happily agreed.

He got off the bed, put on his shoes, and hurried to the dressing table.

Across the screen, Ning Shuyao couldn’t see Li Xin clearly.

Naturally, after he left, Li Xin put away his previous expression, frowned and became solemn, raised his hand to his nose, and took a few sniffs.

This scent, yes, was somewhat familiar to her.

But they are vaguely different, so they cannot be confirmed.

Her action of holding his face just now was intentional.

After getting along with Ning Shuyao, she was really confused as to why he gave her such a familiar feeling, but that feeling was inexplicable.

Who is he?

Li Xin didn’t have much time to think, Ning Shuyao had calmed down and returned to her.

She put on a smile in the blink of an eye:

“How about it, won’t you bother me?”

Ning Shuyao covered her lips with a smile and shook her head in confusion.

Li Xin pulled him and asked him to draw the ink marks for her, with a hint of coquettishness and anger in her movements.

After all, she still has a male voice, and her delicate voice is so charming.

Ning Shuyao had no choice but to rub a circle on her cheek.

Li Xin pointed at her face and smiled:

“This way we share joys and sorrows together.”

Ning Shuyao was moved by her and couldn’t help but laugh.

After the two of them finished arguing, they sat back on their couches and played chess with great desire to win.

This time, until it was almost dark.

Li Xin and Ning Shu Yao’s faces were so battered that they couldn’t even be seen, and their bodies were somewhat stained with ink. When washed with water, they looked like two tabby cats.

Li Xin finished wiping her face, and when she saw Ning Shu wiping it carefully, her heart moved and she snatched the Supa from his hand.

Ning Shuyao was stunned and looked at her without knowing why.

Li Xin pushed him to sit on the chair:

“You haven’t wiped it clean. Let me wipe it for you.”

As he said that, he leaned over and was close to him.

There was a slight height difference between the two of them, but he was sitting again, with this posture just aimed at her chest.

Li Xin was wearing a thin middle coat without a belt, and the softness seemed to be very close at hand, but it was just a centimeter away and out of reach.

The fragrant fragrance of his daughter’s body entered his nose and spread to every part of his body.

Li Xin raised her hand to wipe the ink on his forehead. If she wasn’t paying attention, her breast would softly press against his cheek:

“Don’t move, there are some ink stains here.”

She said, carefully wiping away the ink stains hidden on her temples.

How could Ning Shuyao dare to move?

He wished he could push her away.

Such… such an intimate gesture made his cheeks feel hot, and his throat felt thirsty, as if a fire had been lit.