Yi Tianhao found Sang Yuxuan and could finally feel at ease. Now he had to take care of the woman upstairs, the charming beauty who was posing on the bed. He twitched the corner of his mouth and glanced upstairs, his face showing
gave a sarcastic smile.
Sang Yuxuan leaned on the table tiredly, weakly holding on to the big hand, and forcefully pulled Yi Tianhao's heart back.
"What's wrong? Sang Yuxuan, let go of your hand!"
"I'm so hungry that I have no energy left. Please get me something to eat, otherwise I will starve to death!" Sang Yuxuan held his hand tightly and refused to let go, like a naughty child.
Same.
"Sang Yuxuan! That's enough."
Yi Tianhao was irritated and eager to throw away Sang Yuxuan's hand, but the roughness and coldness of the little hand made him hesitate. Unconsciously, he took her hand and took it in front of him, the blood in his palm.
The blisters and broken skin were shocking, and Yi Tianhao couldn't help but frown. Didn't she feel pain?
It seemed that he was taking advantage of the rights of the Sang Manor to physically punish the little girl and weed the grass... It was just a seemingly insignificant joke from Yi Tianhao, but it made her endure the excruciating pain and continue the impossible task.
Yi Tianhao gave up his plan to leave the kitchen. He stopped and put Sang Yuxuan's hand on the table. Maybe he needed some time to take care of this poor little thing. As for the woman upstairs, she was not that good in the first place.
Importantly, a bed partner who can be abandoned at any time, so what if you wait a little longer.
Yi Tianhao looked at Sang Yuxuan's dirty clothes with disgust, and then looked at his own body. She was really a sloppy woman, so dirty. When had his compassion become so rich that he impulsively carried such a sloppy woman back?
Already.
Yi Tianhao looked at the mud on his clothes and couldn't stand it anymore. He took off his shirt in annoyance and threw it aside. In comparison, he would rather be naked than let his body be stained with even a trace.
of dirt.
He was a man who looked healthy and strong, with sexy muscles on his chest and arms. He was not as old as Sang Yuxuan said.
This sloppy woman must be kept clean. At least her face cannot look too disgusting. Yi Tianhao quickly picked up the square towel in the kitchen, turned on the faucet, rubbed it gently a few times, and walked to Sang Yuxuan.
In front of me, I took off the dirty glasses and wiped my nose and mouth vigorously.
"What are you doing? I hate it so much!"
Sang Yuxuan turned half of her cheek towards Yi Tianhao. She was tired and grabbed the scarf angrily and threw it aside. It was really annoying, couldn't she just let her take a nap?
Yi Tianhao looked at the sleepy Sang Yuxuan and felt a little confused. The woman with the big black-framed glasses was not ugly. Her face could be described as delicate, with slender eyebrows, attractive eyelashes, a tall nose bridge, and a delicate look.
Pretty lips.
Is this still the mediocre-looking little girl? I wonder what she will look like when she opens her glasses?
Driven by this mentality, Yi Tianhao stretched out his hand, wanting to pick up Sang Yuxuan's face and study it carefully. Before his hand could touch Sang Yuxuan, Sang Yuxuan buried her face in frustration.
He put it in his hands and said sadly.
"Uncle, is health more important, or life is more important? Someone is going to die..."