894. Chapter 894 Don't Be Afraid of His Threat 360
His tone was still slightly domineering, but she didn't resent it. On the contrary, she couldn't help but take a sip in his bewitching tone.
As expected, he kept his promise and only gave her a sip without forcing her to continue drinking.
Yan Shaodi continued to wipe her body, from neck to back, when he touched her plumpness, he paused, his eyes were filled with lust, which made her look thrilling.
"No, I'll do it myself." She went to grab it again.
"An Xia, sit down obediently. If you feel tired, you can lean against me." His voice began to sound a little hoarse.
An Xia wanted to cry but had no tears. His body was as hot as fire. How could she dare to lean on him?
He saw her thoughts and chuckled: "Don't worry, I will never kill you at this time."
Looking at his handsome face, An Xia's heart seemed to skip a beat. She didn't know whether the atmosphere was too good or whether she had never seen such a considerate Yan Shaodi.
She hummed softly: "I didn't think so at all. If you force me..."
Before she finished speaking, he suddenly pressed her lips gently and rubbed them gently. With his warm breath and dark and charming eyes, An Xia felt an electric current hit her. She waited for her to react.
When he did, he stared at her with a half-smile and said, "Do you think I will force you?"
"... Where do you put your hands? Don't eat tofu!"
"You didn't take a shower yesterday, I'm here to clean you up."
"Is it that dirty in here? Why did you have to wipe it for so long?"
"Are you taking a bath? Emperor Yan, you..."
His hands became more and more erratic, and it was clear that he was making people angry everywhere. An Xia blushed and glared at him: "You just said you wouldn't want me at this time."
He clearly did it on purpose. He was clearly aware of all the sensitive parts of her body, but he still did it on purpose, leaving her with no strength at all. Her psychological hunger and thirst became more and more serious, and she seemed to be craving more and more deep in her body.
Damn it!
She slapped his hand away and protested feebly: "Yan Shaodi, you...don't go too far."
She stood up hastily, trying to escape, but her foot slipped and she lost her balance, falling backwards. Sadly, she closed her eyes, it was so miserable, she would definitely fall miserably.
She fell into a hot embrace filled with a familiar scent, and did not fall as badly as she had imagined.
Opening his eyes, he saw a face as handsome as a god with a mocking expression: "An'an, did you fall on purpose and let me, the hero, save you?"
She struggled angrily and left his arms, humming softly: "I don't owe you any favors. I saved you yesterday, and you saved me today. It's even."
He held her hand and shook his head: "It's not even."
"What do you want?"
He raised her hand, lowered his head and kissed the area wrapped with gauze, and chuckled: "An Xia, you have to admit that you like me."
"..." She was a little stunned and couldn't keep up with him. What does this have to do with liking him?
"If you don't answer, I'll take it as your default."
"I don't, I don't like you."
"If you don't like it, why did you save me without even thinking about it? Don't you know that knives are sharp? Didn't you think of the consequences?"
An Xia suddenly raised his head, his broken hair was messy and scattered in front of his forehead, and his whole body exuded elegant decadence.
No woman can resist such a man - knowing that he is dangerous and knowing that he is a trap, she still can't help but jump in and let herself drown.