The host, she is becoming beautiful every day

Chapter 832 I Am a Gold Digger (69)

Su Qinghuan was wearing the silk nightgown she took earlier, and casually wiped her still dripping hair with a big towel.

As the woman wiped her hair, shallow drops of water rolled down the towel onto her shoulders and skirt.

That thin black nightdress outlines her beautiful figure, with a slender waist and hips, and her skin is as white as a fine jade, and it reveals the incomparable luster and delicacy of jade, which makes people want to touch her. The last one, what kind of texture should it be.

"I finished showering."

Su Qinghuan glanced at Qu Chengze casually, as if she didn't feel that her appearance at the moment revealed much bewilderment.

And Qu Chengze stared at her like a stupefied young man, his eyes slightly dazed.

"Oh... oh... yes!"

……

Seeing the little fox in front of him, he swallowed unconsciously.

Even though Qu Chengze has always cherished Ling Xian'er in his heart, Qu Chengze has to admit that Ling Xian'er cannot be compared with Su Qinghuan in terms of appearance or figure.

The woman in front of her was standing in front of her, her beautiful eyes were shining, she obviously didn't make any unnecessary movements, but she looked like a banshee who could seduce people's souls, but she also had an indescribable innocence and clarity.

The two contradictory temperaments of purity and desire are blended in her body, but it doesn't seem to be inconsistent at all, but people can't help but stick their eyes to her all the time, and don't want to separate for a moment.

……

Qu Chengze suddenly felt an indescribable pride and joy, but also an indescribable anger and worry.

He was happy that Su Qinghuan was willing to let him stay here to help her apply the medicine, and he was also worried about this matter.

If it wasn't him who was left today, but any other man, wouldn't Su Qinghuan have the slightest sense of vigilance?
You know, men are sheep in wolf's clothing. No matter how gentle they are on the surface, they still have infinite evil thoughts in their hearts, and they may choose others to devour them at any time.

……

"Why don't you come here?"

Su Qinghuan sat casually on the velvet sofa, her two straight and slender legs slightly overlapped, elegant and unrestrained.

"Why don't you blow my hair first?"

"..."

The tone of Su Qinghuan's order was too natural, with a sense of unguarded intimacy, Qu Chengze's eyes dimmed slightly, and he felt that his whole body was on fire.

If it was a normal time, if he brought any female companion to this kind of place, the two of them would have rolled into a ball, or he would make fun of him casually, why would he blow his hair at such a time.

But when facing Su Qinghuan's casually smiling face, Qu Chengze couldn't say anything.

With a fire in his heart, he could only walk forward in a daze, afraid that his abrupt words would scare away the fairy-like beauty in front of him.

"Okay, sister Qinghuan, your hair quality is really good."

This sentence is Qu Chengze's sincere sigh.

The young man subconsciously picked up a handful of Su Qinghuan's hair and felt the silky touch. The young man only felt that the fresh and elegant fragrance he smelled before was slightly richer.

He couldn't help but sniffed it closely, but he was afraid that Su Qinghuan might mistake him for a disciple, so he restrained himself subconsciously, trying his best to make his face look normal.

……

"What are you smelling?"

Of course Su Qinghuan saw Qu Chengze's movements, she turned her head slightly, and in an instant, their eyes met.

With such a close distance, the beauty colliding with glamor and innocence grows bigger and bigger, Qu Chengze only feels that his heartbeat has missed a beat.

"No...it's nothing!" Qu Chengze took a deep breath before he managed to calm down his breathing: "Sister Qing Huan, can I blow your hair for you now?!"

"it is good."

Su Qinghuan lay down on the velvet sofa as if she was seductive, and she kicked off her slippers, revealing her plain ankles that were more delicate than jade.

Qu Chengze is actually a foot-controller, but he has never told anyone about this.

Because in Qu Chengze's heart, no woman's feet have ever looked as good as those in the comics.

But at this moment, when Qu Chengze swept across Su Qinghuan's exquisite and flawless pink toes, which were not even stained with Kodan, but still showed a delicate pink toe, he felt that it was difficult to breathe.

——It turns out that there are women who are perfect from hair to fingertips.

Qu Chengze couldn't understand now, how could anyone black Su Qinghuan.

How can such a face and figure be so black?

At this time, Qu Chengze seemed to have forgotten that he was the one who spared no effort to that Hei Su Qinghuan back then.

……

Seeing Su Qinghuan lying on the velvet sofa defenseless, as if he was picking at anyone, Qu Chengze's eyes became darker and darker.

"Sister Qinghuan, do you think this temperature is suitable?"

Holding the hair dryer, he adjusted his movements subconsciously, even the jeans were slightly shifted.

The man was glad that he was wearing wide-leg jeans that were wide enough today. With a little attention, Su Qinghuan could not see his embarrassment at the moment.

The warm hot wind blowing on the hair is very comfortable, Su Qinghuan nodded.

"Okay, just this temperature."

"it is good."

In fact, Qu Chengze had never flattered women in such a low profile before, not even Ling Xian'er. He did do a lot of things for Ling Xian'er, but most of them were assigned to others.

Before, Qu Chengze would never have dared to think about blowing a woman's hair like this.

Just doing this for Su Qinghuan, he didn't think it was strange at all, even when he heard Su Qinghuan's order of course, he still had an indescribable sweetness in his heart.

……

"Sister Qinghuan, what does the shampoo you use smell like? Why does it smell so good?"

Taking advantage of the topic of shampoo, Qu Chengze lowered his head cheekily, and sniffed the back of Su Qinghuan's neck intoxicatedly.

It's just that for some reason, he never dared to make too many moves, always feeling that he would scare Su Qinghuan.

The young man thought that all this he did could make people unconscious, but his heavy breathing scattered on the skin of the back of the little fox's neck, and soon a layer of goosebumps arose on Su Qinghuan's skin.

System 233 was even more shocked.

"Mist grass, host, just now, Qu Chengze's favorability for you has broken through 80!"

"Tsk."

Su Qing understood in her heart.

Sure enough, men are all equally superficial.

"I use the shampoo that the show crew put in the villa, it's no different from you."

"Is that so?"

If Qu Chengze felt lost, he blew to Su Qinghuan for another 10 minutes, then picked up the cooling oil on the table, and gently wiped the mosquito lumps for Su Qinghuan.

It's just that when he was on his waist, the young man coughed, his ears were slightly red, and his voice was unconsciously hoarse.

"That's all that's left on your lower back, Miss Qing Huan, can you pull up your clothes a bit?"

(End of this chapter)