Entered the room, closed the door, and locked it.
He put her on the bed, but she hugged him and refused to let go. She held his shirt tightly with both hands and leaned against him, making her body feel hotter and hotter.
While enjoying the feast, my throat rolled and it was already dry.
He still restrained himself and pulled her hand away, but she suddenly hooked her hands around his neck and kissed his lips.
His breath froze, and the rational string in his mind disconnected with a ding.
He held the back of her head, inserted his knuckled hands into her hair, and kissed her hard.
From the time they broke up to now, he hasn't touched her for half a year. He has restrained and restrained, endured and endured, but he couldn't resist her embrace.
Xiang Nuan whimpered, and he opened his eyes and saw that there seemed to be tears in the corners of her eyes.
The fire that had just started suddenly died down.
The sanity that had just disappeared returned.
She was drugged and treated like this. If he put her to sleep so mysteriously, who would she blame for this when she woke up?
He took a deep breath and let go of her.
She leaned against him uncomfortably.
Chen Yanshi's eyebrows skipped a beat, and he picked her up and walked to the bathroom.
Put cold water in the bathtub and throw it in for her.
"I should have been a Bodhisattva in my last fucking life, so I'll let you go."
The water in the bathtub was full, and Xiang Nuan felt much more comfortable soaking in the cold water. He didn't struggle as much as before, and leaned against the bathtub drowsily with his eyes closed.
She was wearing a gauze skirt, which looked like she was not wearing anything when soaked in the water. Her face was abnormally red, and her hair was stuck to her cheeks, which she didn't know whether it was sweat or water.
Shen Yanshi stared at it for a while, feeling that the fire that had just subsided was rising again.
He stood up decisively and went outside, out of sight and out of mind.
But as soon as he let go and stood up, she slid into the bathtub as if she had no strength, and almost drowned.
He picked her up quickly with quick eyes and hands.
The bathtub is too slippery. She is unconscious now. If he is not here to hold her, she will drown first.
"grass!"
He could only hold her here to prevent her from falling in. He stared at her with eyes burning with anger.
Is this torturing her or me? !
He pinched her face hard: "Xiang Nuan, I really owed you in my previous life!"
Xiang Nuan groaned, frowned, and let go of his hands with a gloomy face.
After an hour, the effects of the medicine gradually wore off.
Her complexion gradually returned to normal, probably because she had been soaked in cold water for a long time and was still a little pale.
When Shen Yanshi saw that it was almost done, he fished her out of the water, took off her almost naked skirt, and immediately wrapped her in a bath towel.
He was afraid he would regret it if he moved a second slower.
He carried her out of the bathroom, threw her back on the bed, and pulled the quilt up.
When Xiang Nuan woke up, it was already half an hour later.
She moved her soft fingers, opened her eyes hazy, and vaguely found herself on the bed.
She opened her eyes suddenly, sat up from the bed, and pulled up the quilt. She didn't have any clothes on her body!
Shen Yanshi was sitting on the sofa under the window, his legs crossed on the coffee table, and he looked at her with a gloomy face: "Are you awake?"
Her face turned red instantly: "You, you..."
"Me what?"
"You took advantage of others' danger!"
Why did she call him?
Shen Yanshi sneered: "Do you think I rarely touch you and you don't feel if I touch you?"
Xiang Nuan was startled, and suddenly realized that there was nothing strange about him.
"What about my clothes?"
"You soaked in cold water for an hour and still had to wrap yourself in the quilt with that wet thing on?"
Xiang Nuan bit her lip, and suddenly the situation reversed, and she became the one who was in the wrong.
Her voice became softer and her momentum became weaker: "Then you can't just take off my clothes."
"I haven't seen anything about you? Even if you take off your clothes and stand in front of me, I wouldn't hesitate to look at you."
Xiang Nuan's skin felt hot and he pulled the quilt on his body.
She felt a fire in her chest when she was sitting in the banquet, and now she felt aggrieved and angry, but seeing her aggrieved look made her even more uncomfortable.
He said with a cold face: "I have sent clean clothes. You go and change them."
Xiang Nuan saw a paper bag placed on the bedside table and responded in a low voice: "Oh."
She wanted to change clothes, but he was still sitting here.
She opened her mouth, wanting him to avoid it, but she swallowed the words as she reached her lips.
She suspected he would sneer and say she took herself too seriously.
She has been ridiculed enough today, and now she can no longer bear his attacks. She is afraid that she will find a hole to crawl into.
She glanced at him quietly and saw that he was looking down at the magazine and not paying attention to her.
She wrapped the bath towel under the quilt, then moved out of bed with her back to him, gently picked up the paper bag on the bedside table, and walked quickly to the bathroom with bare feet.
Little did he know that Shen Yanshi had already raised his eyes and stared at her slender back. The short bath towel had just covered her buttocks, revealing two slender white legs, and she ran past his eyes in a panic.
