After Getting Engaged To Mr. Shen Chapter 238: for her he is inevitable

  Chapter 238 For her, he is bound to win

   "You haven't had a good rest, and your blood is a little weak. Let Sister Wang make you so nourishing als for a while, and you will be fine."

  Ming Qianye nodded wearily...

   After thinking about it for a while, she couldn't help raising her head to look at Shen Tinglan again, frowning, staring at him with dry and tired eyes for a long ti, before saying quietly—

"Senior, I rembered. You used to hang around my wrist like this. I thought you had a special hobby. Did you feel my pulse? How do you think about this? No wonder I often have those ginseng tea dicated food and drink..."

  Ming Qianye only thought of this when he saw his action now, and thought of his rescue of Wen Tong's mother before.

  It turns out that he knows dical skills, and his level should be pretty good. This, she is really a bit late.

   Now that I think about it, it seems that he paid a lot of attention to her body—

  Even if he was abroad before, he would ask his subordinates to bring her so food, and most of the ti, those things had a faint dicinal sll.

Probably because he is used to the sll of dicine that is always around him, so Ming Qianye does not reject the sll of dicine at all, and often feels that he likes the sll of dicine, and most of the als sent over are delicious, she There is no way to refuse.

   Every ti it is a disc action, eating clean and satisfying.

  Especially every ti she finished the project, he would often send soone to pick her up.

   Once I go there, I just eat, drink tea, or do so translation work for him, or play chess, badminton, tennis or golf with him, it’s all good...

  But her impression was sowhat blurred, and she always felt that they t rarely at that ti.

   "It's good for your body to make up for your needs from ti to ti. You need to pay more attention to your huge physical output all year round."

   Shen Tinglan explained calmly.

Ming Qianye took a breath, and was about to look away, but at this mont, as if thinking of sothing, he turned his head slightly to look at him, with tired eyes, he forced to look at Shen Tinglan several tis, and then looked back I lost my gaze and lay down again...

  Shen Tinglan cooperated with her movents and let her look at her.

   At this ti, her faint voice ca over—

   "Senior, you shouldn't be bald when you get old, I think grandpa isn't bald... You shouldn't be bald, either?"

  She still couldn't help asking.

  Because many colleagues around her were only in their forties and started to go bald. Now that she thinks about it, she is still quite worried.

   Shen Tinglan listened, her brows almost knit together—

  Listen to what these questions are!

"I feel that grandpa is very noble and elegant. He feels like a gentleman. He is quite old, but he still looks like a handso uncle. The clothes are quite good, and his taste is also good...Senior, you can still do it when you get old. so handso?"

   Shen Tinglan listened, his heart sank for no reason, and asked imdiately—

   "So, in your eyes, the senior has bad taste and is not elegant?"

  It's ridiculous to think about it. You have to compare it with the old man. What's the situation?

   "No... The senior is pretty good, but I'm worried that the senior will not be able to keep up later, and beco that kind of unkempt greasy uncle..."

   "You have a lot of ideas."

   Shen Tinglan reprimanded lightly.

  Ming Qianye stretched his arms slightly, stretched his waist, and replied unhurriedly, "I am also afraid that I will beco that kind of sloppy aunt, so I must persist in exercising."

   "Well, get up and run a dozen or twenty laps every other morning, do so strength training, stretch, and it will be fine. You are in pretty good shape now..."

  Even if she really becos that kind of aunt, he won't mind, and it's not like he hasn't seen her slovenly—

In California before, sotis because of busy projects, the whole process of the research was finished, and once the experint started, she could not work normally for a few days and nights or even longer. At that ti, her hair was always ssy and she slled strange out of the lab...

   Thinking about it, I'm already used to it.

  However, after hearing what he said, there was so gleam in her eyes, and she showed him her muscles proudly, and stretched her long legs—

   "Really? I think my figure is better than Huo Jiarong, but she always refuses to admit it. I am taller and heavier than her, but I look better than her..."

   It was probably because she raised her legs that she realized that her clothes were not suitable, so she shrank her legs slightly, pulled the pillow aside, blocked herself, and subconsciously glanced at him.

  Shen Tinglan didn't bother to pay attention to her little gesture.

  Behind the clock, what should be seen is almost done.

   "Well, if you enter the fashion industry, the champion will have nothing to do with those supermodels."

  He said firmly that his charm for her has never been in doubt.

   "Senior, I think among so many people, we are the only ones who are more discerning. I also think that if the senior enters the entertainnt industry, the best actor of the movie king must be yours. It's nothing to do with them..."

  She was really sleepy, and the more she talked, the lower her voice beca...

   It can be heard that this is a lack of energy, and I want to sleep.

  Shen Tinglan smiled, leaned over, pulled the blanket aside, spread it out to cover her, and said gently, "Sleep if you want to sleep."

"Um…"

  Ming Qianye just responded in a daze...

  He was still carefully wiping his half-dried hair carefully, and his movents were very gentle, so as not to disturb her.

   After a while, he vaguely heard a burst of even breathing, which sounded a little heavy. It could be seen that he should be very tired for a while, and the dark circles under his eyes were sowhat obvious.

   After a while, she moved her body slightly, reached out and hugged his waist, probably feeling that the sll on his body was pleasant, and rubbed against him, and then there was no movent...

   After a while, the hair was finally dried.

  He also used his slender fingers to simply help her comb her ssy hair.

  The movent was not big, so naturally it didn't wake her up.

   I glanced at the ti, only to realize that it was already past one o'clock in the morning, quite late!

  He also felt a little tired, and wanted to get up and hug her to the bed, let her continue to sleep, and the hands around his waist were clasped, making his movents a little difficult...

  Shen Tinglan looked down at her peaceful sleeping face, and the scenes from tonight suddenly flashed into her mind again...

  Although it was a bit sloppy, but it's good to say it out, let her know what he thinks about him.

  Whether she agrees or not is only a matter of ti, but for her, he is bound to win.

  PS: Three more, there will be an update tomorrow at the old ti!

See you tomorrow good night!