Damn man, I should have known he had bad intentions.
Use bathing as an excuse to tease her.
Just when she was about to get angry, she saw him leaning over and tilting his head, his thin lips firmly grasping hers.
In the bathroom, the faucet fell to the floor, water was spraying everywhere, steam was rising, and the whole room was foggy and hazy.
The fierce and passionate kiss continued to heat up, tossing and turning.
Zuo Chenye held her chin with one hand, kissing her deeper and deeper, and quietly unbuttoned her buttons with the other hand.
The clothes slowly fell to the ground.
In the room, on the big bed.
After taking a shower.
Zuo Chenye was lying flat on the bed, with his upper body naked and his lower body wrapped in a bath towel.
Because the wound was wet with water during the shower, it needed to be re-disinfected and applied with ointment.
Qiao Ran wore a bathrobe and brought the medical kit. She took out gauze, disinfectant, tweezers and other tools and started to clean Zuo Chenye's wound.
There were more than a dozen stitches in the abdomen. Even if today's technology uses cosmetic needles, scars may still remain.
While she was cleaning up.
Zuo Chenye hummed softly, "It hurts, please be gentle."
Qiao Ran glared at him angrily, "You still know it hurts? If you take a good bath, the wound will not be soaked in water at all, and there is no need to change the dressing today. You tossing it like this is not conducive to the recovery of the wound."
She complained, but she should be gentler with her hands.
The bath just now was so erotic and hot, and his kiss made her so lost that she almost couldn't find herself.
After being honest with each other, her cheeks are so hot that she can boil an egg.
Fortunately, he was somewhat self-aware and took no further action.
Qiao Ran endured his anger and helped him apply the ointment and tape again.
Just as she was about to stand up, her wrist was suddenly grabbed by him.
"Don't leave." Zuo Chenye's voice was hoarse.
"What else do you want to do?" Qiao Ran was slightly angry and turned to glare at him.
"I feel uncomfortable." Zuo Chenye glanced at his lower body, "I can't stand it anymore."
"You asked for it!" Qiao Ran's beautiful eyes widened, "If I had known this would happen, why would I play with fire in the bathroom?"
Zuo Chenye tugged hard and pulled her into his arms, "You know what I want."
"I don't want it. Absolutely not." Qiao Ran understood what he meant, her cheeks heated up again, and even her scalp felt hot.
"The doctor said you can't do strenuous activities. Don't even think about it." She emphasized seriously. He was so outrageous. He didn't even look at how badly he was injured, but he was still thinking about such things in his mind.
Zuo Chenye held her arm firmly.
Jun Yan said with a hint of evil, "Can you bear to watch me suffer? The doctor said I can't do strenuous activities. But..."
He paused and suddenly pulled her down, his hot lips almost touching her ear.
"But you can move. Do it by yourself, okay? Just like last time."
Qiao Ran's mind exploded almost instantly. Her face was red and her heart was beating. It was no longer enough to describe her feelings at this time. He actually let her take the initiative? Did he still have the nerve to mention what happened last time?
Now that she thought about it, he must have induced her to do that the last time she got drunk.
This shameless and bottomless man.
She was about to get angry.
His voice was plaintive, "Help me. I'm really going to die."
...
Afterwards, Qiao Ran lay on the bed, her heartbeat continuing to be above 150 and unable to calm down.
Zuo Chenye held her in his arms, breathed a sigh of contentment, and felt extremely relaxed.
She couldn't figure out how she could agree to his unreasonable request. Just because he said something, he was going to die. Now, her body was greatly satisfied, but she felt extremely regretful in her heart.