"Uncle Nine Emperors, I didn't...I didn't want to go anywhere." Feng Jiuer finally mustered up the courage to escape just now, but after seeing Uncle Nine Emperors, it dissipated in an instant.
Why I'm afraid of him, I still can't explain clearly to this day, but I'm just afraid! I don't know why.
Zhan Qingcheng had obviously just come back from outside not long ago, and the smell of dust still lingered on his body.
He walked in, his voice always a little indifferent, habitual, not directed at anyone: "Come here, give me bath water."
So, servants soon delivered buckets of bath soup.
Jiu'er didn't know what he could do, so he could only stand aside and watch everyone busy.
Even Uncle Nine Emperors had nothing to do, just sit on the bench and stare at her.
Alas, he was really staring at her from the beginning to the end. This gaze was always full of pressure and made her feel at a loss. She didn't even know where to put her hands.
Finally, the servants all retreated, leaving only Zhan Qingcheng and Feng Jiuer in the room.
The indifferent voice he was accustomed to sounded again: "Come here and change my clothes."
What? Changing his clothes? Does this mean you want to take a bath for him?
Jiu'er's face was flushed and she wanted to run away, but under his cold gaze, she walked over and took off his clothes.
In fact, it was nothing to take off her clothes, and it wasn't like there were no other clothes inside. However, when she took off the innermost layer of undergarments and Jiu Huangshu was still staring at her and waiting, Jiu'er really felt that something was wrong.
"Well, Uncle Nine Emperors, can you take off the remaining clothes yourself?"
There was a screen over the bathtub. He had tried bathing and changing clothes in front of her before, but he always walked in by himself and took off the last clothes.
Rather than like today, he was still standing in front of her even though he had only the most personal layer left.
Zhan Qingcheng didn't speak, but just stared at her. What did this mean? Do you really want her to take off her clothes?
Feng Jiuer was so scared that she wasn't so timid.
She glanced sideways at a certain man's inhumanly perfect body, pretending not to care: "Are you sure you want to take off your clothes in front of me? I don't mind, just treat it like a strip show, but..."
Why didn't Uncle Nine Emperors blush and rush in to hide? Don't everyone say Uncle Nine Emperors is very innocent?
Feng Jiuer coughed slightly, still pretending to be sophisticated.
"However, Uncle Nine Emperors, if you are seen out by me, don't hold me responsible. The men I have seen are ninety-nine if not a hundred... No, I miscalculated. There are nine hundred and nine if not a thousand."
, I won’t...ah! Uncle Nine Emperors, what are you doing? It hurts!"
This guy pinched her wrist all at once, causing her mouth to feel sore and numb. It hurt like hell!
"Not one thousand, but nine hundred and nine?" Zhan Qingcheng narrowed his eyes, and a cold light suddenly appeared in his eyes. "I will give you a chance to correct myself. Say this again!"
Feng Jiuer originally wanted to say that what he said was the truth, but when she saw his cold eyes, she didn't know why. She was usually so courageous, but now she suddenly became timid.
"No...no...don't I study medicine? Well, look at the patient's body...it's nothing."
"How far did you see it? Did you take off your outer clothes, or did you take off your clothes, or did you even take off your pants?"
Uncle Nine Emperors is so angry, and the consequences are inexplicably serious!
Feng Jiuer knew how to cherish her life this time. If she was impulsive, she would never dare to say anything out loud again.
"I...my...sometimes they are injured, my...I..."
"Tell the important point!"
"I haven't seen the important parts!" Feng Jiuer blurted out and was frightened by him!
Uncle Nine Emperors has never lost such a temper in front of her. No, he is not losing his temper now, but it is more terrifying than losing his temper.
The aura all over his body, including his eyes, was really cold! It was so cold that the blood in his body felt like it was about to freeze into frost, and the blood could no longer flow!
These words finally made the Nine Emperors Uncle's scalp-numbing chill ease slightly, but it was still cold!
Feng Jiuer finally realized belatedly that she had indeed offended Uncle Nine Emperors today. As for when she offended him, she seemed to have a hard time remembering.
Zhan Qingcheng let go of her wrist, and under his calm eyes, there was a familiar threatening aura: "Undress."
Jiuer took a deep breath, no, it was a breath of cold air. Why did he still have to undress after talking so much?
He was almost out of clothes!
Trembling fingers fell on his clothes, thinking that he could make a few jokes like he did just now to make himself look calmer.
But now, after taking action, I realized that she couldn't say a word to calm down.
Uncle Nine Emperors is so scary, today is especially scary.
When did you offend him? I have never tried this before.
After taking off his obscene clothes, Feng Jiuer's face turned red and her ears immediately felt hot.
This figure...this strong chest, the muscles are so full that the texture is clear!
Especially the big and small scars on his body, they are obviously scars, but they are not ugly at all, and even... so sexy!
Jiu'er only felt that the tip of her nose was itchy, and she felt like she couldn't hold it any longer. Suddenly, a surge of heat surged up, and her breathing was messed up.
The dirty clothes in her hand were thrown onto Zhan Qingcheng, and she turned around to run away.
"Don't go out." A man's deep voice came from behind.
Feng Jiuer stopped her steps, covered her nose, and hesitated without speaking.
She felt a little embarrassed, and she actually felt like having a nosebleed, but absolutely not! How could she have a nosebleed in front of the Nine Emperors Uncle?
Having a nosebleed after seeing a man's chest is a sign only a pervert would have, okay?
In order to prove that she is a decent girl, this nosebleed must not stay under any circumstances, and it must never flow!
She stood in the room, her legs clearly still in the posture of wanting to escape, but Uncle Nine Emperors said she was not allowed to go out, so she could only maintain this posture. Escape was impossible.
But, can you please stop letting her do such dangerous things? She doesn’t want to look at a beautiful man’s naked body and get a nosebleed. This is so embarrassing!
Fortunately, Uncle Nine Emperors finally threw the dirty clothes on the screen, took a long step and walked behind the screen.
Soon, the sound of him stepping into the tub was heard inside, and then there was no movement.
Feng Jiuer let out a deep breath, raised her hand and wiped it on her forehead, wiping out the hot sweat on the back of her hand.
Now that I'm so beautiful, I almost can't hold it in anymore.
If he wasn't the Nine Emperors Uncle, she might have called him a pervert and given him two slaps in the face tonight.
But, he is the Nine Emperors Uncle!
Because he was Uncle Nine Emperors, she actually felt that she had blasphemed him tonight!
