Zhan Yan wrapped Yixiao and drove back to Meilan Lake. The servants were frightened when they saw Yixiao's disheveled face and asked repeatedly: "Young Master, what's wrong with the young lady? Do you need to call the doctor over?"

Zhan Yan didn't say anything, but just shook his head, then walked in with her in her arms. When he was at the entrance of the stairs, he seemed to have thought of something, turned his head and said to the servants who were gathering together: "You just pretend that you didn't see what happened tonight. If anyone misses, get out of here!"

Although the servants didn't know what was going on, the young master's fierce aura still scared them and he nodded quickly to say yes.

Zhan Yan carried Yixiao to the bed, went to the bathroom to put the warm water, and then came out to carry Yixiao to the bathtub.

He squatted in front of the bathtub and gently scrubbed her body.

But the fingers were trembling very hard.

The bathroom was quickly wrapped in heat, and it felt hazy.

The woman in the water was asleep quietly, with the light yellow warm lights on, mixed with the storm of mist. Yixiao's skin looked particularly delicate and smooth because of the soaked water, and the kiss marks from the neck to the chest became more obvious and ferocious.

Especially the bright red on the inner thighs is slowly being stained, melted, and disappeared.

However, except for the "pain" she said before she was unknowingly, this woman had no idea what had happened.

Zhan Yan's heart beats violently, and with every beating, it hurts more and more. He is obviously alive, but he feels suffocating.

Zhan Yan, wearing his thin clothes, raised his legs and stepped into the bathtub, hugged Yixiao's body into his arms, leaned his head on Yixiao's shoulder, gently kissed her earlobe, and kissed her for a long time before stopping.

The eyes stared at her were filled with mist.

"Xiaoxiao, don't be afraid... We're fine, we're fine. We just took some sleeping pills, got up and everything went over."

"I'll help you take a shower, take a light shower, it won't hurt, huh? After taking a shower, we'll be clean..."

After a pause, Zhan Yan suddenly reached out and slapped him hard in the face. The sound seemed particularly loud in Jingzhao's air.

He laughed twice, and the laughter sounded particularly desolate. He paused for a moment and said, "Look, what am I talking about? My baby is the cleanest. No matter what happens, Xiaoxiao, you must know that you are the purest in my heart..."

"So, Xiaoxiao, you sleep well, you don't know anything... OK, when you wake up, you will find that your body... was given to me so that you won't hurt... Hum?"

Zhan Yan's words were sobbing at the end. He took a deep breath, raised his arms and rubbed his eyebrows. Under the wide palm, there was a tear in the hidden eyes, dripping into the pool, smudged.

In fact, when he saw Yi Xiao being insulted, what he wanted to kill the most was not someone else, but himself...

The treasure he held in his palm would put her in such a dangerous situation.

If there is still a little bit of relief, it is fine. His baby fell asleep and didn't need to watch and fall into hell-like helplessness and despair.

Zhan Yan wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, lowered his head and kissed Yixiao's temples, then walked out of the bathtub, picked up a bath towel and took Yixiao out, wiped her dry, and then hugged her out of the bathroom. Zhan Yan wrapped Yixiao and drove back to Meilan Lake. The servants were frightened when they saw Yixiao's disheveled appearance, and asked repeatedly: "Young Master, what's wrong with the young lady? Do you need to call the doctor over?"

Zhan Yan didn't say anything, but just shook his head, then walked in with her in her arms. When he was at the entrance of the stairs, he seemed to have thought of something, turned his head and said to the servants who were gathering together: "You just pretend that you didn't see what happened tonight. If anyone misses, get out of here!"

Although the servants didn't know what was going on, the young master's fierce aura still scared them and he nodded quickly to say yes.

Zhan Yan carried Yixiao to the bed, went to the bathroom to put the warm water, and then came out to carry Yixiao to the bathtub.

He squatted in front of the bathtub and gently scrubbed her body.

But the fingers were trembling very hard.

The bathroom was quickly wrapped in heat, and it felt hazy.

The woman in the water was asleep quietly, with the light yellow warm lights on, mixed with the storm of mist. Yixiao's skin looked particularly delicate and smooth because of the soaked water, and the kiss marks from the neck to the chest became more obvious and ferocious.

Especially the bright red on the inner thighs is slowly being stained, melted, and disappeared.

However, except for the "pain" she said before she was unknowingly, this woman had no idea what had happened.

Zhan Yan's heart beats violently, and with every beating, it hurts more and more. He is obviously alive, but he feels suffocating.

Zhan Yan, wearing his thin clothes, raised his legs and stepped into the bathtub, hugged Yixiao's body into his arms, leaned his head on Yixiao's shoulder, gently kissed her earlobe, and kissed her for a long time before stopping.

The eyes stared at her were filled with mist.

"Xiaoxiao, don't be afraid... We're fine, we're fine. We just took some sleeping pills, got up and everything went over."

"I'll help you take a shower, take a light shower, it won't hurt, huh? After taking a shower, we'll be clean..."

After a pause, Zhan Yan suddenly reached out and slapped him hard in the face. The sound seemed particularly loud in Jingzhao's air.

He laughed twice, and the laughter sounded particularly desolate. He paused for a moment and said, "Look, what am I talking about? My baby is the cleanest. No matter what happens, Xiaoxiao, you must know that you are the purest in my heart..."

"So, Xiaoxiao, you sleep well, you don't know anything... OK, when you wake up, you will find that your body... was given to me so that you won't hurt... Hum?"

Zhan Yan's words were sobbing at the end. He took a deep breath, raised his arms and rubbed his eyebrows. Under the wide palm, there was a tear in the hidden eyes, dripping into the pool, smudged.

In fact, when he saw Yi Xiao being insulted, what he wanted to kill the most was not someone else, but himself...

The treasure he held in his palm would put her in such a dangerous situation.

If there is still a little bit of relief, it is fine. His baby fell asleep and didn't need to watch and fall into hell-like helplessness and despair.
Chapter completed!