Xiahou Huan'er returned to the bedroom and immediately fell on the bed, unwilling to get up.
Dongfang Xing frowned and walked over, stretched out his hand to push her shoulder, and said, "Get up, take a shower and then go to bed."
Xiahou Huan'er hugged the pillow and squinted her lazy eyes: "Wash it after you wake up."
"No, I've been wandering outside all day. It's dusty and dirty. Get up quickly." Dongfang Xing, a bit of a germaphobe, said dissatisfiedly.
"I'm not dirty at all. I'm so tired. Just let me wake up and wash it again." Duke Zhou was already holding the chessboard to seduce her again. She was about to die, and Xiahou Huan'er couldn't even open her eyes.
"Xiahou Huan'er." He had never seen a lazy woman who went to bed without taking a shower. Dongfang Xing took her hand and forcibly dug her out of the bed.
Xiahou Huan'er immediately fell into his arms like a soft glutinous rice cake. A half-smile appeared on her lips, and she said ambiguously: "Husband, please help me wash it."
Dongfang Xing's hand holding her suddenly froze, and he stared at her in disbelief: "You want me to give you a bath?"
Damn it, does this woman have any sense of danger?
Xiahou Huan'er yawned and lay lazily in his arms. She fluttered her eyelashes and sneered: "It's not like you haven't washed it before. Why are you so surprised?"
In the future, he would help her take a bath no less than N times. Seeing his shocked look, she felt very funny.
"Nonsense, when did I help you take a bath?" Dongfang Xing looked at her. How could he help a woman take a bath? He had no impression at all.
"You just forgot that when we were together, you often helped me take a bath." Xiahou Huan'er said lazily.
He stretched out his hand and gently scratched her face. Her tone was a little careless, but there was a persuasive momentum in it, and his heart suddenly felt uncomfortable.
She was so sure, but he had no impression at all. Could it be that someone else was helping her take a bath, and she just regarded him as that person.
Thinking of this, Dongfang Xing's face suddenly darkened, and an urge to kill suddenly emerged in his heart. Who helped her take a bath? He wanted to kill him.
Xiahou Huan'er waited for a long time and saw that he didn't move at all, so she lazily said: "If you don't help me take a bath, I will go to bed."
After saying that, she tilted her head and let sleep erode her. Now she really didn't want to do anything but sleep and play chess with Duke Zhou.
"No sleep allowed." Dongfang Xing squeezed her waist with his palms, refusing to let her sleep peacefully.
"Ugh, you won't help me take a bath, and you won't let me sleep. What do you want?"
Dongfang Xing endured it and gritted his teeth: "Okay, I'll help you wash it." After saying that, he immediately reached out to pick her up and walked towards the bathroom.
Xiahou Huan'er put her arms around his neck, with a shy smile on her face.
Wash it, wash it. In the future, he will often help her bathe. Maybe if he helps her wash it a few more times, she will remember it.
Dongfang Xing put her on a stool, then filled the bathtub with water until the temperature was suitable, and then he reached out to help her take off her clothes.
Xiahou Huan'er seemed to have no bones, her whole body hung on his body.
The soft body rubbed against his arms, severely testing his sense of touch.
The white and rosy delicate skin severely tested his vision.
When he took off her underwear, his body was as tight as steel, and his eyes became increasingly hot.
