Xia Qianchen put the mask back and breathed a sigh of relief... If she had known, she would have taken off the mask earlier and scared him. He must have been scared now, but he did not drive her away due to male dignity?
Sure enough, Xia Qianchen washed his hair and rubbed his back, but he just closed his eyes lazily. He neither spoke frivolously to her nor deliberately picked her. He had a rare cooperation.
After Xia Qianchen cleaned him up, he held the towel and said, "Sir, you have washed it all, you can get up and shower."
“There is still a place that has not been cleaned.”
"where?"
"Here." He opened his eyes lazily, his dark green eyes were deep, pointing to a certain part.
Xia Qianchen bit her lip hard. She had never touched a man's naked body directly like this.
But soon, she told herself again, what she was afraid of, but just clean it like an ordinary item!
She held it and felt it hard in an instant, and it became swollen and bigger in her palm...
Even with a pulse, he jumped till it.
Xia Qianchen's expression was deserted and there was nothing unusual, so he treated it like clothes, just like using a brush.
From beginning to end, she did not look up at Nangong Shaodi's expression until the cleaning was completed. She held the towel and stood on one side: "Sir, it's been cleaned."
Nangong Shaodi stood up and stepped out of the bathtub.
The water flowed out along his movements.
His body was filled with a terrible low pressure. He clearly wanted to swell and split, but he still endured it and walked under the shower room under his disheveled head.
Damn, this is the first time that a woman can easily arouse his desires and make him unable to control it - and it is still such an ugly woman!
When Emperor Nangong walked out of the shower room, Xia Qianchen wiped him clean like an object.
Then he wrapped his lower body with a wide bath towel.
As she approached him, her fingers slid across his skin gently, causing him to tremble violently.
Even her breathing was filled with a scent of nothingness...
Her green eyes were well aware that Nangong Shaodi was like a wild beast, his heart was burning with desire, and he would break through his reason and force her down at any time!
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Xia Qianchen lit aromatherapy in the bedroom, and the aroma of roses has the effect of calming the mind and hypnosis.
Nangong Shaodi lay on his back on the bed, threw her a book, and said in a lazy tone: "Read it to me."
When Xia Qianchen read it, it was a British novel.
Xia Qianchen's English is good, and there is no obstacle to reading an English novel.
When the accent is clear and the pronunciation is standard, the pleasant sound is smooth...
Nangong Shaodi slowly knocked his eyes, looking lazy and comfortable.
The incense evaporated quietly around the room, making Xia Qianchen slightly sleepy.
She forced herself to cheer up, and as she was chanting, she felt that the plot of the story was wrong - this is a British ethical novel.
The bold description and dissection of sex made Xia Qianchen's brows tighter and tighter.
Foreigners have always been open-minded and do not think that sex is a slutty thing. In their cognition, it may be just a friendly way of greeting, just like the Chinese people shook hands.
I felt the smirk at the corner of Nangong Shaodi's mouth even more.
Xia Qianchen breathed out and adjusted her mentality, so she continued to think about it with the mentality of "shaking hands".
The candlelight is like a beating elf, illuminating gently and lingeringly.
Nangong Shaodi's breathing was steady, and he seemed to be asleep.
Looking at his face, Xia Qianchen was a little lost for a moment... The demon looked sleepy and his face was white, and his long eyelashes cast beautiful shadows, which were silently beautiful.
"So read."
“…”
Xia Qianchen continued to recite, and his saliva was a little dry.
As she was reciting, she felt her body begin to react strangely, her whole body was hot, and sweat was soaking in her clothes. The book in her hand became heavy, and her wrists were so weak that she could not lift it up...
The book finally fell to the ground.
Xia Qianchen's body also fell forward, and when he fell to the ground, he was carried around his waist with one hand.
The next second, she and Nangong Shaodi fell on the bed together.
"You read the line just now to me."
Xia Qianchen's cheeks flushed, which was the charming cry of the mistress when she had a one-night stand with the man.
"Let me go!"
"Read it to me, and I will let you go."
Xia Qianchen tried hard to read it in a dry voice.
Nangong Shaodi said dissatisfiedly: "If you are not dedicated, you have a sweet voice, so you should recite it more beautifully."
Xia Qianchen wanted to push her away, but her body didn't have much strength. Is it the reason for the aromatherapy?
No, she felt very hot.
"read."
Xia Qianchen's voice was soft and he recited it again, which could make any man feel weak immediately.
"Your cheeks are red, and look, they are all sweat."
“…”
"What? Is there a reaction?" He suddenly breathed in her ear.
The air seemed to be cold, his hands were cold, and even his arms were cold.
Xia Qianchen's body became hotter and hotter, and a ball of fire made her whole body boil... An inexplicable desire spread out in her body, and thousands of horses galloped.