"What? Don't you want to?" Luo Xichen looked at her with a gentle smile on his lips, "There is nothing I haven't seen about you, so there is nothing to be ashamed of."
Su Wanqing's face turned red and her ears were red. She buried her head in his chest and did not dare to lift it up. Unconsciously, the events of last night and this morning resurfaced in her mind.
After returning to the room, Luo Xichen laid her flat on the bed and gently lifted the hem of her skirt.
"No..." She was new to human affairs and was still very thin-skinned.
"Be good, don't be afraid." His big hand reached in, slowly removing her last defense.
He turned on the soft light, observed it carefully, and said, "It's red and a little swollen. I'm sorry. I will be gentler next time."
"...Well" she quickly put down her skirt, closed her legs, and covered herself.
Luo Xichen smiled slightly, stood up, stroked her slightly hot forehead, and said: "You lie down for a while and take a rest first. I will go to the pharmacy on the west side of the villa area to get you some medicine."
With that said, he put on his coat and turned around to go out.
Su Wanqing let out a long sigh and hurriedly put on the panties under her skirt, her cheeks still burning.
Luo Xichen came back within ten minutes of leaving, holding a tube of plaster in his hand and pushing the door open.
"Didn't I tell you to lie down, why did you sit up again?" He smiled helplessly, looking at her slightly embarrassed look, he just thought it was so cute.
Luo Xichen's eyes wandered around the bed and found that something he had just taken off with his own hands was missing.
"Who asked you to put it on?" He raised his eyebrows, his eyes falling on her closed legs.
Su Wanqing pouted her red lips and complained softly: "Shouldn't I wear it?"
He wants her to lie on the bed wearing only her skirt with nothing underneath, waiting for him? She's not...
Luo Xichen's icy eyes narrowed slightly, with a hint of cunning in his eyes, and said: "If you wear it, you still have to take it off anyway."
"I don't-" she protested.
"Here, let me help you apply the medicine." As he said that, he sat on the bed next to her and stretched out his big hand to lift her skirt again.
Su Wanqing quickly took a step back, her long and curly eyelashes trembling frequently, and her dream-given glazed black pupils shone with a faint warning.
She stretched out her hand and took the tube of plaster from his hand: "I can do it myself."
Luo Xichen retracted the hand holding the plaster and stretched it out of her reach. She raised her sword eyebrows slightly and tilted her head slightly, revealing wild white wolf fang earrings.
"Give it to me~" She leaned forward, trying to grab it.
"No."
The two of them went back and forth several times, and he always moved away flexibly when she was one centimeter away from the tube of ointment.
"Xi Chen, I hate it."
No matter how hard she tried, she just couldn't. He seemed to be teasing her on purpose, his expression was bright, and the smile on his face was getting thicker and thicker.
"I'll give you three choices." Seeing that she seemed annoyed by the teasing, he grabbed her hands and held them in front of his chest.
Su Wanqing struggled slightly and found that it was in vain.
"What three choices?"
"First, I turn off the light and fumble to apply the medicine to you; second, I turn on the light and carefully apply the medicine to you; third..."
"I choose third."
What are the first two choices, and how can she accept them? The third one must be for her to take the ointment, find a hidden place, and come secretly by herself.
The smile on Luo Xichen's lips gradually widened, and her ice-blue eyes lit up: "Are you sure?" "What? Don't you want to?" Luo Xichen looked at her, with a gentle smile on his lips,
"There's nothing in your body that I haven't seen yet. There's nothing to be ashamed of."
Su Wanqing's face turned red and her ears were red. She buried her head in his chest and did not dare to lift it up. Unconsciously, the events of last night and this morning resurfaced in her mind.
After returning to the room, Luo Xichen laid her flat on the bed and gently lifted the hem of her skirt.
"No..." She was new to human affairs and was still very thin-skinned.
"Be good, don't be afraid." His big hand reached in, slowly removing her last defense.
He turned on the soft light, observed it carefully, and said, "It's red and a little swollen. I'm sorry. I will be gentler next time."
"...Well" she quickly put down her skirt, closed her legs, and covered herself.
Luo Xichen smiled slightly, stood up, stroked her slightly hot forehead, and said: "You lie down for a while and take a rest first. I will go to the pharmacy on the west side of the villa area to get you some medicine."
With that said, he put on his coat and turned around to go out.
Su Wanqing let out a long sigh and hurriedly put on the panties under her skirt, her cheeks still burning.
Luo Xichen came back within ten minutes of leaving, holding a tube of plaster in his hand and pushing the door open.
"Didn't I tell you to lie down, why did you sit up again?" He smiled helplessly, looking at her slightly embarrassed look, he just thought it was so cute.
Luo Xichen's eyes wandered around the bed and found that something he had just taken off with his own hands was missing.
"Who asked you to put it on?" He raised his eyebrows, his eyes falling on her closed legs.
Su Wanqing pouted her red lips and complained softly: "Shouldn't I wear it?"
He wants her to lie on the bed wearing only her skirt with nothing underneath, waiting for him? She's not...
Luo Xichen's icy eyes narrowed slightly, with a hint of cunning in his eyes, and said: "If you wear it, you still have to take it off anyway."
"I don't-" she protested.
"Here, let me help you apply the medicine." As he said that, he sat on the bed next to her and stretched out his big hand to lift her skirt again.
Su Wanqing quickly took a step back, her long and curly eyelashes trembling frequently, and her dream-given glazed black pupils shone with a faint warning.
She stretched out her hand and took the tube of plaster from his hand: "I can do it myself."
Luo Xichen retracted the hand holding the plaster and stretched it out of her reach. She raised her sword eyebrows slightly and tilted her head slightly, revealing wild white wolf fang earrings.
"Give it to me~" She leaned forward, trying to grab it.
"No."
The two of them went back and forth several times, and he always moved away flexibly when she was one centimeter away from the tube of ointment.
"Xi Chen, I hate it."
No matter how hard she tried, she just couldn't. He seemed to be teasing her on purpose, his expression was bright, and the smile on his face was getting thicker and thicker.
"I'll give you three choices." Seeing that she seemed annoyed by the teasing, he grabbed her hands and held them in front of his chest.
Su Wanqing struggled slightly and found that it was in vain.
"What three choices?"
"First, I turn off the light and fumble to apply the medicine to you; second, I turn on the light and carefully apply the medicine to you; third..."
"I choose third."
What are the first two choices, and how can she accept them? The third one must be for her to take the ointment, find a hidden place, and come secretly by herself.
The smile on Luo Xichen's lips gradually widened, and her ice-blue eyes lit up: "Are you sure?"