He quickly comforted you and said, "I'll take you to rinse the water and put some medicine on you. It will make you feel better."
Xiahou Huan'er ground her teeth feebly: "If you touch me again and you don't kill me, I will castrate you."
Dongfang Xing suddenly couldn't laugh or cry, and quickly shook his head: "Not today."
Ya: "If you touch me again and you don't kill me, I will castrate you."
Xiahou Huan'er snorted coldly, her diaphragm responded, it hurt, her whole body hurt, especially the places under her body that had suffered.
She hated him, knowing that she was most afraid of pain, yet he still caused her such pain, like an animal.
Dongfang Xing put clean warm water in, asked her to lie on the bathtub, took the bathing utensils, and gently and meticulously helped her bathe, covering her head to toes, not even leaving out the most important parts.
Xiahou Huan'er felt like a cooked shrimp.
She lay there motionless, enjoying his gentle care. His fingers massaged her body, relieving the pain in her body.
It was not easy. After finally taking a bath, Mr.
A very serious problem was discovered. She only had two sets of underwear, and she changed them and threw them away without washing them.
When Xiahou Huan'er saw that he didn't wear any underwear for her, she put on her pajamas, put her foot on his chest, and glared: "I haven't even put on my underpants yet."
Staring at her cold body, Dongfang Xing swallowed a mouthful of saliva, quickly looked away and said, "It's not clean. I'll have someone bring it to you tomorrow morning."
Xiahou Huan'er stared at him and curled her lips in dissatisfaction: "Damn, it's so uncomfortable not to wear underwear." She responded to him.
Mr. Xing's face tightened: "There is no replacement." She can't be allowed to wear those dirty panties again. She is happy with it, but he is not happy with it.
Xiahou Huan'er narrowed her eyes and stared at him, pouting: "Go and wash."
Dongfang Xing was immediately confused when he heard this, and his face was ashen.
Let him, the majestic corpse king, wash the underwear of a little woman?
Do you still want his majesty and his image?
He said with a sullen face: "It's a beautiful idea."
Xiahou Huan'er spread her hands, shrugged and said nonchalantly: "Forget it if you don't wash it, then I'll put it on again. I heard that women's membranes are broken, and they are very easy to be infected by bacteria. Anyway, there will be some gynecological diseases by then.
That's my own fault." After saying that, he sighed, and a fallen leaf suddenly fell in the cold wind.
This girl always has a way of forcing him to lose control. Dongfang Xing clenched his fists, his face was as sinister as if he wanted to kill someone, the veins on his forehead twitched a few times, and finally he loosened his fists, bent down and threw her to the ground.
He picked up his underwear and walked to the bathroom without saying a word.
The nasty Xiahou Huan'er waited for him to enter, and immediately beat the bed and laughed: "Haha..."
If you continue to act like this, you will eventually die in my hands.
Looking at his straight and leaving back, Xiahou Huan'er was so happy that she wanted to laugh to the sky. She caught Master Xing's weakness tightly.
Listening to the sound of rustling water coming from the bathroom, she hugged the quilt and fantasized about his expression, which was so sweet that she felt sick to her heart.
A man like him who is aloof and arrogant is willing to be condescending and help her wash her underwear regardless of his image. He may not be a good person, but to a woman, he is definitely a good man worthy of being entrusted to her for the rest of her life.
She was so tired and sleepy, but she had a big question she wanted to ask him. If she didn't ask him clearly, she would feel uncomfortable, so she held on and waited for him to come out.
