"Little maid..." Shen Quan stood still, his hands hanging at his sides clenched tightly, his eyes revealing a creepy madness and obsessive desire. His dark and deep cold eyes stared at Ye Jiang, and the smile at the corner of his lips was damp and weird.
Jiang, who was thrown on the big bed, was stunned for a few seconds. The shirt dress on her body was lifted up to her thighs because of the big movement, revealing a pair of delicate white long legs, a slender waist, and a beautiful and full chest.
She was so beautiful that she didn't look like a human, but more like a noble lady who had fallen on hard times in the Middle Ages.
She has fair and tender skin, and her long black hair falls like a waterfall on her slender back, with bangs covering her smooth and small forehead.
The shadows of her thick, curled eyelashes covered her slightly red eyelids. She widened her watery, bright eyes out of fear and uneasiness, with tears gathering in them, and she looked as if she was about to cry.
Especially...
Shen Quan's Adam's apple rolled up and down slowly, especially now that she was lying on his bed, she looked even more beautiful.
He asked in a daze, "What's your name?"
"Yang Jiang." She shrank her neck, looking frightened and alert, and her voice timidly penetrated into Shen Quan's heart.
"Ye Jiang ah..." Chen Quan murmured these two words with the tip of his tongue. His skin was pale and sickly, and his eyebrows and eyes were like ink, filled with a fierceness that did not match his age. Darkness rolled in his narrow black eyes, and the corners of his eyes were red. His thin lips parted slightly: "Ye Jiang, I want you."
"Ah?" Yu Jiang stared at him blankly, her pretty and delicate face flushed red, as if she was shy or scared, and she said in a very low voice: "But we are still young."
"Not small." Shen Quan knelt on one knee on the edge of the bed and poked her breasts with his slender, bony fingers: "It's quite big, I like it very much."
There was a glint in Jiang Fox's eyes, and she nervously grabbed the bed sheet under her.
Chen Quan grabbed Ye Jiang's wrist and pried open her fingers that were tightly gripping the bed sheet one by one. Looking at the broken skin on her delicate palm, his cold eyes froze for a moment, and he said quietly, "Ye Jiang, I've changed my mind."
"Ah?" Ye Jiang couldn't quite keep up with Shen Quan's train of thought.
"You are not a little maid, you are a doll I picked up." Shen Quan gently stroked her broken palm with his fingertips.
Yu Jiang stared at him blankly, her eyes caught by his graceful yet pale neck as he lowered his head. He had a prominent Adam's apple, a sexy red mole on his shoulder, and his eyes were burning and dazzling.
She licked her lips with the tip of her tongue and replied meekly, "I know."
"I want you to stay with me forever, and belong only to me. In exchange, I will take care of you and give you what I have. Do you understand?" Shen Quan tightly grasped Jiang's wrist, his dark and sinister eyes dyed with a sickly scarlet. Although it was a question, his tone was paranoid and firm, and he would not tolerate any argument.
"That's right." Jiang nodded.
"You're so good, Jiang Jiang." Shen Quan showed a satisfied smile, rubbed Jiang's head, and called the family doctor to treat the wound on Jiang's palm.
Seeing three grown men surrounding his doll, Shen Quan's face turned ugly. He was tense and stared at the doctor treating Jiang's wound. His tone was relaxed but very oppressive: "Except for your cotton swab, you are not allowed to touch her."
The family doctor felt a chill down his spine and quickly lowered his head to say yes. He carefully used a cotton swab to wipe the iodine and treated the wound of the delicate little girl in front of him.
Yu Jiang pursed his lips and said nothing.
A few hours later, the family doctor finished treating the wound and said, "Master, just eat a light diet for the next few days and keep the wound away from water. It will heal in about three days."
"Well, get out." Shen Quan stared at 㨾 Jiang.
The three family doctors quickly put away their equipment and strode away.
Shen Quan tucked the loose hair that fell on Jiang's forehead behind her ears and said, "The doctor said you can't touch water. I'll bathe you."
There was a sickly stubbornness in his eyes and his expression was serious.
"Okay." Yu Jiang put her arms around his neck and responded obediently and gently.
Chen Quan picked her up from the bed, held her hips and fixed her in his arms, and walked into the 100-square-meter bathroom. He first placed the doll on the washstand, then filled the bathtub with suitable warm water, and dripped the soothing essential oil he liked when he was young into the bathtub. After waiting for about two hours, the bathtub was filled with water.
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