Even though this man used to hold her in his arms while sleeping every day, when she saw this almost maddening body again, Murong Xiao couldn't help swallowing her saliva and cursed in her heart: Monster!
Following the other person's gaze, he glanced at his own body, then switched his gaze back again. Qian Yeming's lips curled up slightly, and there was a hint of evil amusement in his surprised eyes.
The girl standing before him was dressed in a form-fitting royal blue skirt, covered in transparent white tulle. A light blue satin knot hung at her waist, folded like a cloud. Her hair, which had flowed like a waterfall at the banquet, was now neatly tied back, with a royal blue hairpin inserted diagonally.
She has an unparalleled beauty, skin as radiant as snow, dark eyes like a quiet pool that makes people indulge in her, soft lips as delicate as flowers, and a face like snow-jade that looks mysterious and unreal under the candlelight!
After noticing his playful and smiling gaze, she, who had always appeared in front of him with a strong image in this life, blushed slightly, showing the shyness of a little girl rarely seen.
If they had not met only four times since they met, if she had not become his Crown Princess yet, he would be punishing her for arousing his extreme curiosity while pretending to be mysterious.
Murong Xiao rubbed his dry nose, turned his eyes away from the evil-looking body, and said with a little embarrassment: "Put on your clothes first, I want to give you acupuncture."
Looking at her extremely cute appearance at this moment, Qian Yeming's lips curled up again.
Without asking why she wanted to give him acupuncture, what kind of acupuncture she wanted to give him, or what benefits the acupuncture would bring him, Qian Yeming walked out of the hot spring pool naked without saying a word. He walked around her with a slightly red cheek, walked to the chair behind him, picked up a bath towel, wrapped it around his waist, sat down on the chair, and said softly, "Okay."
Hearing the sound, Murong Xiao turned around and saw a top-notch monster in the misty bathroom.
This guy, was he telling her to wear clothes but not wear them, deliberately trying to seduce her?! How come I didn't realize he had exhibitionist tendencies in my previous life?
But... Murong Xiao frowned slightly: "Isn't it cold?"
Seeing the hint of shyness and extreme worry in the other person's eyes, Qian Yeming felt relieved.
It was cold! Very cold! And it was a little crazy cold! But he loved seeing her shy look, so the cold was worth it!
"Not cold for now."
cut!
Murong Xiao looked at him with contempt, walked up to him, reached out and picked up the extremely thick mink coat from the chair, draped it over his shoulders without saying a word, and considerately helped him comb out his wet hair.
To keep him warm, she pulled him in closer, then supported his body and said, half gently, half commandingly, half forcingly, "Lie down."
Qian Yeming slowly fell back on the recliner, enjoying Murong Xiao's personal service, feeling very comfortable.
He had never experienced this feeling of being cared for and loved before. Therefore, he didn't want to move at all, and just wanted to use every pore and sense in his body to experience this feeling of being cared for.
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(Two more chapters to go during the Mid-Autumn Festival)
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