"You can lie down a little further. It'll be fine in this position." An Zhisu gestured to Ye Lancheng's shoulder, indicating that he could let the water level spread to his position.
Ye Lancheng hummed and lay down a little further, keeping the water level on his shoulders. He would not feel uncomfortable leaning against the bathtub behind him.
An Zhisu was sitting on the edge of the bathtub. The edge was twenty centimeters wide. She didn't feel uncomfortable at all. She stirred up the water with her hands and wet Ye Lancheng's neck. Her jade-like fingers gently rubbed his skin.
I slid it on and it was very comfortable.
After soaking like this for about five minutes, An Zhisu came over with a small towel and said, "Okay, you sit up with your upper body, and I'll give you a scrub."
Ye Lancheng hummed.
With a crash, Ye Lancheng's upper body was exposed, and he turned slightly sideways, exposing his back to her.
An Zhisu wiped his back with a small towel. It wasn't very professional, but it was better because her hands were smooth. Every time it slid over his skin, Ye Lancheng felt comfortable both physically and mentally.
An Zhisu wiped his back as if he were serving an emperor, then wiped his front, and then wiped his legs, almost all over his body, grunting from exhaustion.
"Next time I won't tell others how expensive it is to take a bath. This is really a physical job." After An Zhisu wiped Ye Lancheng's whole body, he complained empathetically.
Ye Lancheng raised his eyebrows: "I have no energy now? Didn't you say you would give me a massage?"
An Zhisu:......
Your Majesty, please spare this servant.
"What? You were just trying to coax me?" Seeing her being killed, Ye Lancheng raised his eyebrows again.
An Zhisu immediately straightened up as if facing a formidable enemy: "No, no, I'm tired. I want to take a rest."
Ye Lancheng hummed, pressed the drain button of the bathtub, drained out the dirty water, and replaced half the tank with clear, clean water.
As soon as he changed it, all the original foam was washed away. Only a little foam remained on the water surface, and those foams could not block An Zhisu's sight at all.
As a result, An Zhisu's face turned red, and she silently looked away, trying not to pay attention to the spring scenery under the water.
"Are you ready to rest?" After a while, Ye Lancheng asked her coolly.
An Zhisu didn't dare to say it was okay, so he nodded resignedly, put his two small hands on Ye Lancheng's shoulders, and started kneading them without any skills or techniques.
"My back is a little itchy, please scratch it for me." After rubbing it for a while, Ye Lancheng, who was leaning against An Zhisu, suddenly said.
An Zhisu rolled his eyes behind his back, did he really think of himself as an emperor?
But she didn't dare to say anything, so she had a free hand and casually scratched his back: "Is this here?"
"No, go left."
An Zhisu followed the instructions and moved a little to the left: "Here?"
"More left."
"Here?" An Zhisu obediently moved his hand to the left.
"Go right."
"Where exactly is it?" An Zhisu couldn't figure out where it was and was a little anxious.
"Go up a little." Ye Lan commanded calmly, and it didn't look like he was itchy.
An Zhisu rolled her eyes at the back of his head, wondering if this person was deliberately teasing her. She looked up and down, left and right, and really thought she was the emperor's maid.
However, Ye Lancheng felt very comfortable. Her hands were very smooth. When her fingertips touched his skin, it was like a kitten's fleshy pads scratching his back. There was an indescribable feeling of relaxation and joy.
"Continue." Ye Lancheng closed his eyes and fell asleep, urging An Zhisu who had stopped.
Damn it!
An Zhisu wanted to explode again, and there was no end in sight.
First she took a shower, then she rubbed her back, and now she scratched her back. No one can provide a full range of services as comprehensively as hers.
"Catch it yourself, it's not like you can't reach it." An Zhisu was rebellious by nature and gave up his job.
After dropping the words, she immediately wanted to take back her hand, but the moment she raised her hand, she was blocked by a big hand.
Snapped!
There was a soft sound, and the little hand she had just raised was pressed down again.
"Continue." Ye Lancheng was very calm and patted the back of her hand, motioning for her to scratch it.
An Zhisu:……
After MMP, do we still have human rights?
An Zhisu refused in his heart, but he was very obedient in his actions. He was a typical upright person and did not dare to have any objections at all.
So, the result can be imagined. Under Ye Lancheng's "suppression", An Zhisu massaged him and scratched his back. In the end, he felt that both arms were useless.
But someone enjoyed it very much and left the bathroom with satisfaction.
"Ye Lancheng, you bastard." An Zhisu was soaking in the bathtub and slapped the water with his palm, causing a splash of water and a splashing sound.
Ye Lancheng in the bedroom could hear it clearly. He was lying on the bed with a smile on his lips.
An Zhisu tidied up in the bathroom for half an hour before coming out. He glared angrily at Ye Lancheng who was reading a book, went around to the other side of the bed, lifted the quilt and lay down in it, with at least two people's distance between him and Ye Lancheng.
"Come here." Ye Lancheng patted the empty space next to him.
"Humph!" An Zhisu refused with a nasal voice.
Ye Lancheng raised his eyebrows, put down the book, leaned over and took her into his arms from behind.
An Zhisu turned him with his shoulder and said, "Go away, you stinking gangster."
"Why am I a rogue?" Ye Lancheng chuckled.
An Zhisu glared: "You know why you are such a rogue."
"Oh." Ye Lancheng said indifferently.
An Zhisu heard what he was saying and turned him around again: "What do you mean?"
Ye Lancheng chuckled: "It's not interesting, just go to sleep."
An Zhisu:……
So angry!
An Zhisu wanted to kick Ye Lancheng out of the bed, but she tried. As soon as she hooked her foot back, she was immediately suppressed by Ye Lancheng. She whipped her several times before she could pull out.
Now she was even more angry: "Ye Lancheng, get out of here and go to sleep. I don't want to sleep with you, a stinky gangster."
"You're a gangster just by scratching her back?" Ye Lancheng held her firm and still, his tone was calm and gentle.
"Get out. You know it in your heart." An Zhisu gritted his teeth.
"Huh? What do you know?" Ye Lancheng's final voice rose slightly.
"It's a beating..." An Zhisu opened his mouth and paused as soon as a word came out. He swallowed the two words back into his belly, and his cheeks became hot again.
"What to hit?" Ye Lancheng asked knowingly.
An Zhisu almost bit his back alveolus, how could he be so sinister?
"Do you think you are at a disadvantage?" Seeing that she had stopped speaking, Ye Lancheng asked while holding back a smile.
Suffered a loss? Of course it was her fault. Her wrist is still sore, okay?
But she didn't want to talk to Ye Lancheng, and she really didn't have the face to discuss with him the topic of whether she should suffer or not.
But Ye Lancheng became interested. He pressed close to her, breathing in her ears. Whenever he spoke, his breath would spurt into her ears. His warm breath always made her feel like an electric shock.
"Otherwise, how about I help you catch it back? Let you enjoy the treatment of a queen, too?" Ye Lancheng's voice has always been indifferent, but when he said this, it was bewitching, like a seductress who relies on beauty to seduce people.
.
An Zhisu was almost confused by him. When he really wanted to do it, she suddenly came back to her senses, grabbed his wrist in surprise, and said with a blushing face: "No, no, no need. Sleep, sleep.
"
After saying these words, she quickly buried her head in the quilt, her heart pounding violently. Damn it, Ye Lancheng is really a goblin.