The cry of "brother" was sweet and greasy, as if toffee stuck to the teeth. Wen Ziling's various charms were simply irresistible to men. The seemingly gentle words were actually secretly provocative. As she smiled sweetly, she twisted
He walked out, moving his waist as soft as willows in the wind.
Xia Zhiyuan was so angry that her pretty face turned pale and she stared fiercely at the brat in the water tank. She really wanted to push his head, which was only exposed above the water, into the water and let him drink to his fill. However, he pondered a little.
For a moment, she held back, knowing that if she really did that, she would definitely push Ximen Lang further and give her love rival an opportunity.
As if by magic, the anger and coldness on Xia Zhiyuan's face disappeared, replaced by a warm expression like the spring breeze, and she said softly: "Xiao Lang, please stand up, I will go on to rub your back."
This kind of tenderness made Ximen Lang feel very weird, as if there was a huge trap hidden behind the tenderness. It gave him goosebumps all over his body, and he hurriedly said: "No, Yuan Yuan, you should go inside and rest, I can just wipe it myself."
Already."
Xia Zhiyuan's expression changed again, and she said decisively: "No, why do you want her to wipe her back but not me? If I don't do it, stand up quickly."
Ximenlang was speechless. There is such a girl in the world. She doesn't agree with her, but she still has to rub her back forcibly. How overbearing!
"Okay, please," he said helplessly.
Xia Zhiyuan was in an extremely bad mood and said impatiently: "What are you talking about? Stand up quickly."
Sighing secretly in his heart, Ximen Lang stood up reluctantly, like a rooster waiting to be slaughtered, with a slightly red face, and said, "I'm a little embarrassed."
Xia Zhiyuan snorted coldly and said angrily: "Stop pretending to be with me." At a glance, she saw that the other person's body was completely red. She was startled for a moment, and then asked in confusion: "What did you do to make your skin so red?"
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"It's Ziling..." Suddenly, Ximen Lang felt that this was inappropriate and hurriedly shut up.
However, this was enough to cause Xia Zhiyuan to misunderstand, and a picture that was not suitable for children appeared in her mind..."
Xia Zhiyuan cursed in her heart, "This bastard." Gritting her teeth, she walked behind him, rolled up the sleeves of her camouflage uniform, grabbed the towel floating in the water tank, and wiped it on Ximen Lang's back.
In anger, the strength of her hands must not be reduced, which is equivalent to using as much strength as possible. Ximenlang's skin had become very sensitive under the beating of the cloth, but at this time, she used the towel to force it back and forth.
Rubbing it made me feel even more miserable. I hurriedly shouted: "Yuanyuan, rub it gently..."
Xia Zhiyuan said angrily: "If you can't bear it, you will bear it, huh... The more she thought about it, the angrier she became, and the strength in her hands became stronger and stronger, as if she was trying to kill someone without paying for it.
Ximenlang was about to cry but had no tears, so he begged hurriedly: "Yuanyuan, you misunderstood, it's not what you thought..."
Xia Zhiyuan interrupted him rudely, "What's the misunderstanding? Shut up and stop talking."
Alas, this is not enjoyment, it is clearly suffering!
Ximenlang secretly sighed, but then he thought about it. He still had to undergo a more cruel test to practice the Golden Bell Shield, so why not treat it as another kind of training!
Thinking of this, Ximen Lang no longer refused the opponent's torture, gritted his teeth and began to endure, turning bathing into martial arts practice.
Not hearing this guy's yelling, Xia Zhiyuan was a little confused. Wasn't my strength not strong enough? She rubbed it hard several times and found that the other person's flesh had been scratched by herself, but she still remained silent. However,
The brat's body was shaking violently, and he was obviously in great pain, and he was gritting his teeth and holding on.
Xia Zhiyuan's heart suddenly softened, and her hand stopped holding the towel.
Even if he has made countless mistakes, after all, he is the one I love. How can I bear to let him suffer? It hurts his body, but it is my heart that hurts!
For a moment, Xia Zhiyuan felt as if countless steel needles were pricking her body, causing her to feel unforgettable and severe pain that almost made her unable to breathe.
Crystal tears welled up from the corners of her eyes, streaked across her white jade face, and fell quietly...
As soon as Xia Zhiyuan's hand loosened, the towel fell off and fell into the clear water, but her tears kept dripping like broken pearls.
Loving someone is so painful and really difficult! If I could turn back time, would I still fall in love with him?
The unbearable pain disappeared, and Ximen Lang felt like the bright spring light after a storm. He thought to himself, her personality is always changing, she is really a beautiful girl with a thousand faces!
Xia Zhiyuan silently wiped away the tears on her face. She would not let others see her weak side. Even if she was bruised by love, she would just pick up the wounds alone in a deserted corner like a wild cat.
"I've wiped my back for you. You can wash it yourself. I'll go back to the room and wait for you."
Ximen Lang took a long breath and said, "Okay, just wait for me and I'll finish washing it in a while."
Like a wronged Persian cat, Xia Zhiyuan walked out quietly.
Ximen Lang sighed secretly and finally stopped! He shrunk his body and returned to the water. After soaking for a while, he came out of the water tank, put on his clothes, and walked back to the east room with an uneasy mood.
In the room, sitting on two chairs next to the table were the charming Wen Ziling in a nurse uniform, and the pretty Xia Zhiyuan in a desert camouflage uniform, which formed a strong contrast. Both girls sat bored and silent, but they both did
Having prepared for a long-term war, no one has any intention of leaving first.
"Xiaolang, have you finished washing?"
Seeing Da Ximenlang walk in, the two girls actually greeted each other in unison, with the exact words correct, and they both stood up.
"Well, the washing is done."
Ximen Lang answered slightly awkwardly. He glanced at the two girls with their own characteristics and sighed in his heart. It was really a headache. How to balance the relationship between them!