Yu Yuanyuan spread the quilt flat, squatted on one side and carefully tested: "Master... everyone is here, I'd better go and squeeze in with the other girls."
Xia Zihao suddenly turned his face to her, gritted his teeth and said, "Say it again."
Yu Yuanyuan was a little scared, but when she thought about what everyone said, she still repeated it under pressure, and hurriedly explained: "After all, a man and a woman are alone in the same room, and it is always unpleasant to spread the news."
"You are not nice or I am not nice, let me see who dares to talk too much." Xia Zihao glared at Yu Yuanyuan, "Are we still a man and a widow living in the same room? Huh?"
Yu Yuanyuan lowered her head and stopped talking.
Xia Zihao felt like he was punched on cotton, almost suffocating him to death. This Yu Yuanyuan is so irritating.
After clenching and loosening his fists, and taking a deep breath, Xia Zihao controlled his temper, patted the quilt next to him, and said, "Come here."
Yu Yuanyuan sat on it without any objection. They were sleeping together at home anyway, so there was nothing to be embarrassed about.
"Undress"
Reflexively tightening her clothes, Yu Yuanyuan looked at Xia Zihao in horror, "What?"
Xia Zihao was hurt by her look, and his temper that he had finally suppressed came up again, "What? What are you thinking? I just want to help you change your dressing, and my kindness will not be rewarded."
"Uh..." Yu Yuanyuan was embarrassed and didn't know what to do. Her face was so red that it was bleeding, "Master... I'll do it myself."
"The wounds are all on your back. You have long hands behind your back. Can you wipe it yourself?"
"Moreover..." Xia Zihao looked at her with disdain again and walked around Yu Yuanyuan's body maliciously, "With a wizened figure like yours, you can't arouse my young master's temperament, so why don't you spend hundreds of dollars on it?"
individual heart"
Yu Yuanyuan couldn't even say anything to refute, she just blushed and lifted up the clothes on her back. Even if she didn't want to, the young master would do it himself.
It's always better to do it yourself
Xia Zihao unscrewed the medicine bottle, and a cool smell came out. He gently dipped a little of it with his finger and applied it to the wound on Yu Yuanyuan's back.