Burning, heat started to burn in his dark and bloody pupils, and a kind of thirst arose in his throat.
He knew that he was not really thirsty, but that he wanted her too much. She was so beautiful that just the thought of her made him want to want her.
She blushed under his blazing gaze and lowered her eyes without daring to move. Even though he had no body temperature and his body was as cold as a corpse, she always felt that his gaze was so hot that she was about to burn up.
His eyes touched the bruises all over her body, which were the result of his lack of restraint. His blood-stained eyes were full of love, and he gently put her into the bathtub, and the warm water just reached her bones.
, he reached out and gently pressed her shoulders, squeezing them for her.
The moderate massage made her close her eyes comfortably and soak in the warm water, which really made her whole body relax.
He stood outside the big bathtub, looking down from a high position, and happened to see the infinitely beautiful scenery on her chest. He had the urge to have a nosebleed. He felt that he did not look like a cruel devil who had been in the world for a long time, but in front of her, he looked more like one.
A fledgling young man - too out of his control.
He tried his best to concentrate his thoughts and not think too much, otherwise, he would be really scared and couldn't help it.
He gave her a bath carefully, even washing her silky hair. He also used a towel to dry her body and wipe her hair until it was half dry.
He began to apply medicine on her. The ointment was applied to the marks on her skin.
She closed her eyes and asked, "Where did you get the medicine?"
"Prepared in advance."
She closed her eyes and wanted to roll her eyes, but she didn't have the strength to believe that this guy had already made up his mind to make her have sex.
Well, he did a good job in dealing with the aftermath. He fed her water and food, and waited on her to bathe. Being served by the leader of the most dignified religion in the world, His Royal Highness the Shang King, was very blessed.
His big palm was a little rough, and when it touched her skin with the ointment, she felt a little rough and sensual.
He took another set of clothes from the cabinet and carefully helped her put them on.
He just walked towards the tub.
She opened one pupil and saw that his body was naked, lean, and his muscles were strong and toned.
He is very tall and looks slender when wearing clothes. In fact, he is not thin, but is as strong as iron and well-proportioned.
His skin was too white, the kind that was whiter than a corpse, an abnormal white.
Pale skin, bloody pupils.
And that lifeless half black iron mask.
At first glance, it seems indeed intimidating.
He was taking a bath with the cold water she used.
And it was facing her direction.
She felt that he seemed to want to look at her more even when taking a shower.
A feeling of being deeply loved by him spread in my heart.
She couldn't help but wonder, how much did he love her?
"Little girl, do you dare to peek?" There was a hint of hoarseness in his voice.
She simply opened her eyes and said, "There is no peeking, just looking openly."
He opened his smile, which was evil and charming, "Do you like me?"
She pursed her lips and said nothing.
A trace of sadness flashed across his face. He really wanted to cut her heart out to see if he was there? He was so reluctant to let go. He held her in his mouth and was so scared that he melted. He had a feeling that he would be afraid of her for the rest of his life.
It fell into her hands.
However, he couldn't hide the happiness on his face. He felt that it felt so good to be in her hands.
After he washed his hair and took a bath, he put on a pair of clean clothes that were on the corner shelf. He had brought them by the way when the servants brought water for the bathtub.
