The sound of pouring water came, and Zhenliang, who had calmed down a little, suddenly realized how willful and abrupt he was.
He rejected her ruthlessly that day, but he had the right to refuse, didn't he? How could she resent him and use him as the object of her vent, and justly order him to do this and that? It seemed like he really owed her
A lot like that.
In fact, apart from the fact that he shouldn't have been scornful of her many times, he didn't owe her anything.
In Zhenliang's memory, apart from the man in front of her, she had never been so intolerant in front of other men, easily lost her temper, and never acted willfully in front of other men.
It took her a long time to realize that at this moment she was just acting coquettishly to men like most women.
The pills he took seemed to be taking effect gradually. Zhenliang felt that although his strength had not been completely restored, he could already sit up with difficulty on his elbows, and even his arms could move slowly.
An San thought that Zhenliang probably wanted to wash his face, so he strode back with a basin of warm water in one hand and a wet handkerchief in the other.
However, when he saw Zhen Liang sitting up from the quilt, the hand holding the basin trembled violently.
What is this woman doing? Is she deliberately trying to seduce him?
The quilt had already slid to her waist, and she seemed to deliberately ignore the pair of naked shoulders, allowing them to be exposed there, shining directly into his eyes, stimulating his body and mind.
The pink neck and tender shoulders are like freshly peeled lotus roots, which are charming and refreshing. Especially, this woman is looking at him expectantly with a pair of moist beautiful eyes open, and even biting her lips tightly, as if she can't wait for a moment, and
Those bright red lips were bitten by her, making one part red and one part white. They were particularly tempting to me, and there was a strong urge to get closer and take a bite.
This woman...even if most of her face is covered by a mask, she still exudes a unique sense of charm and charm that makes men's blood boil.
An San was obviously walking towards him, but when he was still one step away from the bedside, he stopped and felt startled, because his eyes did not show the greedy light of the colorful silver thief, so it was really cool.
She didn't think about him in that regard, but urged him in confusion, "Hey, why are you standing there stupidly? Give it to me quickly!"
An San finally came to his senses and immediately took a step forward, handing over the wet towel with a somewhat unnatural movement.
As soon as Zhenliang got the towel, she ignored the coldness of the towel and wiped it hard on her left shoulder, over and over again. During this period, she also asked Ansan to change the water for her three times, until it was completely gone.
My shoulder was red and slightly aching, but I still felt it was not enough.
In addition to willingly letting her do her bidding, An San stared blankly at her every move. Her movements of wiping her shoulders were so large that the waves on her chest shook rapidly. On the one hand, An San didn't want to look away;
I also feel that I am very shameless. This girl is informal and has no intention to seduce you. It's better for you, but you just want to think in that direction? What is the difference between you and the colorful silver thief just now?
At the same time, An San really couldn't understand Ma Ryo's behavior of constantly wiping her shoulders. Seeing that the skin on this woman's shoulders was getting thinner and thinner, and redder and redder, as if she was about to scratch her and bleed, she couldn't help but
He took the towel back and said, "Why wipe it so many times? Doesn't it hurt?"
Only then did Zhenliang clearly feel the burning pain in her shoulders, and she felt that it was almost gone. The nausea that the middle-aged man left in her heart had almost faded, and she answered truthfully, "It's too dirty, I want to wipe it clean.
Thank you."
"Too dirty?" An San chewed carefully, and then suddenly remembered that the mouth of the colorful silver thief was about to kiss her naked left shoulder, but if he was not mistaken, even a slight touch would not be there, because she
He stopped drinking in time, "It seems he didn't kiss you, did he?"
Zhenliang glared at Ansan fiercely, "The stench is coming!"
An Sanyi was startled, and then he couldn't help but feel happy. It seemed that this woman cherished him more than he thought. Thinking of the look and tone in her eyes and tone when she let Caihua Silver Thief dig up the corpse just now, he felt both funny and moved.
.
This little woman was so adorable that it made his heart ripple again and again.
Inadvertently, he thought of those intimate actions of forcibly kissing her and touching her, and couldn't help but ask, "After I kissed you before, did you scrub your body so hard?"
Hearing this, Zhenliang's face turned red. In her mind, how could the Colorful Silver Thief compare with him? The Colorful Silver Thief didn't kiss her body, but as for him, there was no part of her body that he hadn't kissed.
Yes? Damn it! If she were wiping like this today, wouldn't she be shedding skin all over her body?
Zhenliang gave An San a hateful look and said in a flattering voice, "How can Third Master compare with him? You guys are obviously different."
This was a very pleasant thing to say. Just when Ansan was feeling complacent, he heard Zhenliang say, "One is a cockroach beast, the other is a robed beast, one can be seen as a bastard at first glance, and the other one looks like a
Gentlemen, in fact, are also bastards. One can clean it with a little scrubbing, but the other one can't clean it no matter how hard he scrubs, so it's better not to scrub."
An San felt like he was choked to death by this woman's words. However, to be fair, what she said was actually right. He did do many uncontrollable and excessive things to her, but every time he thought about it, his cheeks would turn red.
Red, for example, right now, his handsome face turned red, and unfortunately he was discovered by Zhenliang.
Zhenliang pulled the outer shirt aside and put it on, brushed her left shoulder, which was no longer naked, and said in a joking tone, "What's wrong with Third Master's face? Isn't it a fever in the cold weather?"
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An San met her playful eyes and turned away without saying a word.
The more the man remained silent, the more excited Zhenliang became. He was deliberately surprised and said, "Oh, could it be that a certain man saw a certain girl's shoulders exposed and accidentally got jealous?"
Zhenliang only thought that the man was embarrassed because he thought about the excessive things he had done to her. She had no idea that she had accidentally told certain facts.
An San glanced at Zhenliang secretly and opened his mouth, but no words came out. He knew that she was teasing him casually because she didn't like him, but he was really moved as soon as he saw her.
It's not that he doesn't have the ability to deny it, but he just thinks it's pointless to deny it.
Zhenliang didn't expect An San to answer him at all, and continued as if talking to himself, "Third Master, I was just joking. Don't take it seriously. Third Master may be interested in other women, but not
