Long Qian gave Yuan Feijing a blank look and closed the door.
She returned to the inner room and did not go to find Chu Dongling. Instead, she opened the closet, took out a set of clothes, and walked into the bath.
Long Qian sat by the bathtub, leaned on the boulder, and closed his eyes.
If what happened last night had not happened, wouldn't she be in such a hurry to leave?
Just now she saw their clothes neatly placed in his wardrobe, and her heart was touched by something unknown.
It turned out that unknowingly, she had been married to him for some time, and the two of them had experienced a lot together.
Long sighed lightly, opened his eyes, took the towel aside, and began to wipe himself.
After washing herself casually, she left the bath.
But unexpectedly, when he turned around, he spotted a figure.
"Ah..." Long Qian grabbed the bath towel wrapped around her body and raised her head, "When did you come in? Don't... come here!"
Chu Dongling touched her smooth little face, curled his thin lips, and continued forward: "Come here and serve her."
"Wait a moment." Long Qian turned around and walked out.
"Don't imagine leaving the mausoleum without my permission." Chu Dongling stepped into the bath.
The water in the bathtub is flowing and can be kept clean at all times.
Long Qian paused in his steps and looked back at him: "You mean, just by waiting for you to take a bath, you can let me go?"
Well! His word is the imperial edict in the mausoleum.
"It depends on your mood." Chu Dongling raised his eyebrows and his eyes fell on the place where her hands were holding her.
Long Qian bit his lip and said softly: "Can you wait for a while?"
"No." Chu Dongling withdrew his gaze and placed his hands on the boulders on both sides.
Long Qian really didn't know that he could take off his clothes so fast. She just hesitated for a moment and turned around, and he had already taken off his clothes and was sitting on the edge of the bathtub.
She swore that she didn't mean to look at him.
But he is so handsome and has such a good figure, she can't control it!
"You..." His gaze stopped at one place, and a series of vague scenes appeared in Long Qian's mind.
She bit her lip and her face instantly turned red.
"Come here." Chu Dongling hooked his fingers at her.
Long Qian let go of the hand holding the towel and walked towards him.
"Who caused the injuries on your body?"
There were many scratches, neither deep nor shallow, which were very conspicuous on his fair skin.
Long Qian felt more and more that it was him last night, but she had no evidence.
"You said you were tortured by someone last night, was it because...ah..."
With a "pop" sound, someone didn't stand firm and jumped straight into the bathtub.
Before she got into the water, she accidentally stepped on the bath towel she was wearing. The towel slipped off and the scenery suddenly appeared.
Chu Dongling frowned, stood up, took two steps forward, and picked up the fallen small things.
Long Qian held his arm tightly as if grasping a life-saving straw.
When she reacted, her back was turned to him and she was sitting in his arms.
"Your Majesty, I..." Long Qian was burned by the hot body and trembled, not daring to move any further.
"Let me go first, okay? I feel like... my stomach hurts."
She didn't have stomach problems, she just wanted to find an excuse to run away.
What a pity! King Ling has never been comfortable playing tricks.
He pulled her body over and made her sit in his arms in a more dangerous position.
The big palm came down and landed on her stomach.
"Where do you feel uncomfortable? I will treat you."
Long Qian looked down and immediately held his arm and pushed him out.
"No, I don't feel any pain anymore."
Chu Dongling grabbed her hand and pressed her small hands on his chest.
"It doesn't hurt you, but I do. It's your turn to treat me."
