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42. Chapter 42 Should Shao Xiang come in person for such a trivial matter? 3

Of course he couldn't let a woman who looked similar to his memory starve to death.

He was starving to death. Where could he find a replica that was very similar...

"Master Xiang doesn't let you ask, so I won't ask." Jiang Weiwei didn't ask any more questions and just ate the porridge he fed me obediently.

"So docile." Seeing how docile she was, Xiang Yutian raised his eyebrows arrogantly, "I told you before, it's not difficult to tame a wild cat."

"Yes, everything Mr. Xiang said is right." Jiang Weiyi said obediently and continued to eat the porridge he fed.

"Take away the contempt in your eyes, and I will trust your loyalty even more."

"I understand, Mr. Xiang."

"very good."

Xiang Yutian raised his eyebrows in satisfaction, sitting on the edge of the bathtub, with his legs hanging in the water, feeding her porridge spoon by spoon, his posture was almost doting, as if he had poured boiling soup into her mouth.

People are not like him at all.

Moody.

The water steamed up the two people.

Jiang Weiwei's face was filled with a lot of mist, and her originally pale face had a hint of rosy color, which made her more lively. Her long, wet hair stuck to her cheeks, making her naturally sexy.

What a beautiful woman.

Xiang Yutian stared at her with deep eyes, raised his bare feet in the water and moved towards her, his toes slowly climbed up her delicate body, filled with lust.

The moment his foot touched her skin, she trembled.

"Master Xiang, I haven't taken a shower in three days. Don't you think I'm dirty?"

Jiang Weiwei dodged aside and declined politely.

"So now I'm checking whether you're clean." Xiang Yutian raised the corners of his lips evilly, and moved his toes ambiguously up her legs, occasionally stopping to draw circles...

"..."

She couldn't fight him in a verbal battle.

Jiang Weiwei didn't dare to show his disgust on his face, "I haven't eaten enough yet."

"Really? Then I won't eat." Xiang Yutian put the porridge bowl aside and reached out to fish her out of the water. His dark eyes were deep, "Because it's my turn to eat."

Standing like this in the water was simply challenging his desire to the limit.

"I'm not physically strong right now, I'm afraid I can't keep you full..."

"You'd better remember my rules, Jiang Weiwei." Xiang Yutian interrupted her coldly.

She must never say no to anything he asked her to do.

"..."

Jiang Weiyi could no longer find any excuses.

Xiang Yutian held her wet body in his arms, stopped at the bathroom door, picked up the bath towel folded by the servant next to him, and wiped her body clean, not sparing any part of her body.

Jiang Weiwei dodged slightly, and he pinched a red mark on his arm.

It hurt so much that she didn't move any more.

He has a terrible mysophobia and will never do anything in a place before making sure it is completely clean.

The bathroom is very dirty.

Kicking open the door, Xiang Yutian threw her onto the big bed, and then pounced on her like a hungry tiger pounces on a wolf.

"pain……"

Jiang Weiwei was already weak, and he almost fell apart after being hit by him like this.

Xiang Yutian naturally won't have any pity.

He pulled off his shirt and took off his trousers. The Satanic aura completely enveloped her. He grabbed her chin with one hand, opened his mouth and captured her lips.

Her lips had a bad taste due to previous dehydration. Xiang Yutian kissed her hard until her lips were stained with red...

Immediately afterwards, he bit her ear, seizing all the sensitive points on her body, causing her to be shocked by electricity, and even her lips trembled.

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