Staring at the spring light on her chest again, he couldn't guarantee that he wouldn't jump into the water and perform a thrilling red light incident. Hey, the red light incident has never happened to him. Does he need to rush the red light?
?One phone call, and many women come to your doorstep with clean clothes.
He was so excited by An Xia that he had no idea that his eyes had been falling on An Xia's, uh, part.
However, his hand was still very strong, and when his hot palm gently landed on her abdomen, An Xia couldn't help but tremble.
Her body seemed to have a sense of adaptability and dependence on his temperature. Every time he touched her, it gave her a burning feeling.
He asked in a hoarse voice, "Does it still hurt?"
She shook her head slowly and said nothing. The scorching temperature did alleviate some of the pain in her body. She closed her eyes comfortably and leaned weakly against the edge of the pool, letting his hands massage and move her body.
With.
An Xia thought that he would not be able to bear it anymore, and would jump out of the bath and kill her fiercely, just like in the past, completely ignoring her feelings and pain.
But he didn't.
She was surprised to find that throughout the whole process, he was gently massaging her shoulders, waist, and abdomen, as if he knew where she was uncomfortable and in pain.
Then I thought that since he had so many women, he naturally knew the anatomy of women very well, so there was nothing surprising about him.
It wasn't until her face regained some color that he picked her up, washed the two of them again with the shower head, and then wiped the water off her body with a bath towel, little by little. It seemed that
Like he's afraid of hurting her.
The water in the pond was dyed with a hint of red.
An Xia's face heated up.
Well, she couldn't just enjoy his service at the moment, or she was worried that he would be so gentle and she wouldn't know how to treat him roughly the next moment.
Now it feels like being cleaned and then treated as his delicious meal.
After wiping it clean, I felt the blood flowing down my legs again.
Her face became hot, she lowered her head and said, "I don't have a sanitary napkin."
His face also heated up, and he glared at him unnaturally, and walked out of the bathroom. After a while, he had underwear and pajamas in his hand, and a pack of, uh, did she mistake it, it turned out to be sanitary napkins.
Seeing her surprised and clear eyes, he turned away and said unnaturally, "Sister Ju's."
He asked Sister Ju for a sanitary napkin? Thinking of his embarrassed look, his lips couldn't help but form into a deep smile, and then the smile got deeper and deeper, and finally he couldn't help but laugh out loud.
In his usual domineering style, he said, "Don't laugh. If you don't get dressed quickly, do you still need me to help you get dressed?"
There was an obvious unnatural threatening tone.
Of course, An Xia didn't need his help to get dressed. She was already embarrassed enough just now. She hurriedly got dressed and found that his eyes had been falling on her position. She looked down and saw that there was a stream of blood. She wiped it gently with a white towel, and then
Wearing small underwear...
After completing a series of actions, she tried to say calmly, "Please, don't keep staring at me... over there, okay?" It's not like she hasn't seen that person's position before, and he doesn't even know how much he touched it.
?He probably didn’t know how many times he had compared the texture, appearance, and touch.
Emperor Yan seemed to have guessed what she was thinking, and twitched his lips evilly, "Since I don't even know how much I have done, you won't lose anything by just watching, right?"
An Xia's ears felt hot. He was such a gangster and his speech was not good at all.