"The bath towel is here for you. Take a dip and come out. Be careful of catching a cold when the water gets cold." Paul put the clean clothes he had brought on the table next to him.
"Oh!" Wei Lan nodded awkwardly, and her eyes unknowingly glanced at Paul's naked upper body again.
"What?! Are you attracted to my figure?" Paul noticed that Wei Lan had been peeking at him, so he walked to the bathtub and crossed his arms with his hands on his chest, an evil smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, as if he didn't mind being looked at by her.
"Who's looking at you? I'm just looking..." Wei Lan struggled to find words to say.
"What are you looking at?" Paul knew clearly that she was changing the subject on purpose, but he didn't guess it, so he asked more and more closely.
"I'm just looking at why you don't have any tattoos on your body. Don't all gangsters have tattoos?" Wei Lan finished speaking happily, and she felt that the words were so perfect.
"I'm a high-level gangster, and high-level gangsters don't need tattoos." Paul raised his eyebrows and said.
"..." The high-level gangster... really knows how to position himself.
"Why don't you come out yet?" Paul saw that she had no intention of coming out of the water.
"How can I come out if you don't come out?" Weilan said.
When Paul heard what she said, he bent down and lifted her out of the water. He glanced down and said with a smile on his face: "It's not like I haven't seen it before." He was usually very scary when he was serious, but he could
Whenever I smile, there is always a mischievous smile on the corner of my mouth.
"You, you, let me go!" Wei Lan blushed and stared, covering her body with her hands. But her hands were so big, how much could she cover?!
"Let me go, do you hear me?!" Wei Lan was anxious. No matter how strong her heart was, she couldn't be honest with him like this.
Seeing that Paul still refused to let go and just looked at her with squinted eyes, Wei Lan blushed and said coyly: "After your shame, I'm not that thick-skinned."
"I wish I had said this earlier. It's better for women to be gentler." After saying this, Paul let her go and turned around neatly and left the bathroom.
Wei Lan stood alone in the bathtub and gasped for air, and then she felt her breathing became easier.
No, she can't stay here any longer. She has to leave as soon as possible, otherwise her heart will beat out if she continues to live with him.
After calming down her guilty conscience, Wei Lan stepped out of the bathtub and took over the clothes Paul had just given her. When she unfolded them, she was speechless. This... seems to be a men's shirt, right?!
When he was hesitating whether to wear it, Paul knocked on the door: "Are you okay? Did you fall into the water?"
Wei Lan gritted her teeth and cursed in her heart: You just fell into the water!
But he could only ask with a good attitude: "Where are my clothes?"
"Throw it away! You still want to wear such ugly clothes?" Paul snorted coldly, how could he give her a chance to wear such hot clothes on the street again.
"You! Why did you throw away my clothes again? Then what should I wear?" Weilan gritted her teeth angrily, but there was nothing she could do to him. In his territory, she didn't dare to be too presumptuous.
"Didn't I bring you some clothes? Just wear that." Paul ordered Qi Lan confidently. Although their relationship had still stagnated after yesterday night, he felt that there seemed to be something between them.
Subtle changes.
Paul thought that maybe that was just the feeling in his heart. He forcefully regarded her as his own, his woman.