Chapter 57 He coldly washed her pajama bottoms, and even tore them to shreds!
"Alright, alright, I'll grant any request Lian'er makes." Xia Qinglin said, transferring 100,000 yuan to her. "Take this and buy a bag."
"Thank you, brother!" Lu Lian'er grabbed his hand. "Big brother, I also want a new dress to wear to my graduation banquet in a couple of days."
"Wouldn't it be easier if it were simpler?" Xia Qinglin said, transferring another 200,000 yuan to her. "Is one dress enough?"
"That's enough!" Lu Lian'er was overjoyed. She hugged Xia Qinglin and gave him a quick kiss on the cheek, then deliberately pressed her soft breasts against his chest before pulling away!
"Big brother is the best!"
Xia Qinglin's ears turned red. Looking at Lu Lian'er's delicate face and her eyes, which seemed to hold a pool of spring water, his lower abdomen tightened, and he quickly turned around and left.
No... Lian'er is my younger sister!
Lu Lian'er looked at the man who had been teased and was now blushing and fleeing in panic, and her face turned cold.
She'd already flirted with him so much, and he just left?
...
In the stillness of the night, the bright moonlight streamed through the window into the spacious bedroom.
A tall, shirtless man stood in front of the bathroom sink, diligently scrubbing a... girl's underwear.
It was the first time in his life that he had washed a girl's underwear. He didn't know if it was because he lacked experience, used too much force, or because the lace material was too easy to snag and tear.
The thin underwear tore in two with a snap.
Fu Yanshen's usually calm eyes narrowed suddenly, and for a moment, he was somewhat bewildered and astonished.
Looking at those two pitiful strips of cloth on the large hand... were they rotten?
It's rotten?
Fortunately, the bloodstains had been cleaned up.
He had been busy, and only today did he have time to wash Xia Mian's underwear and pajamas, which he had carefully kept.
Even though the underwear was already tattered, he couldn't bear to throw it away.
I propped it up on a clothes hanger and started drying it with a hairdryer.
Before long, the thin lace panties were dried and felt warm in my hands.
The man's handsome face flushed bright red at the thought that these were the girl's intimate clothing.
While despising and scorning himself, he carefully held her lace panties to his chest, his chest feeling full and warm... as if his dark and damp heart had suddenly been warmed, and a sticky dampness had been driven away.
The moss in the corner slowly stretched out its tentacles, tightly wrapping the thin fabric, clinging to it.
He let out a long breath, comfortably opened his eyes, and then diligently scrubbed Xia Mian's pajama bottoms. The pajama bottoms were made of cotton, but they were also very thin.
Having learned from his previous experience, he dared not use excessive force again, but instead began to scrub gently.
The bloodstains were difficult to wash off because they had dried for some time.
He searched on Douyin for methods to wash a girl's pajamas stained with menstrual blood before he started washing them.
First, I used soap, then laundry detergent, and washed it several times before it finally smelled nice.
That night, he slept restlessly, clutching the girl's pink, delicate, tattered lace panties, and took countless cold showers.
The restless darkness kept stimulating all his senses, and his pent-up energy made it difficult for him to fall asleep.
...
The sun was scorching the earth early in the morning, the air was extremely stuffy, there wasn't a breath of wind, and the treetops were completely still.
After getting up, Xia Mian habitually stood by the window and looked out.
She then saw a man jogging with his upper body bare.
Sweat glistened in the sunlight, rolling down his chest, his firm muscles taut as if steaming with heat.
Xia Mian blushed and quickly looked away, returning to her room.
My heart started pounding uncontrollably again.
She encountered a top-tier beauty right from the start; who else could possibly catch her eye in the future?
Fu Yanshen saw the girl's slender figure on the balcony from afar. His eyes were fixed on the girl, exuding a strong sense of pressure, as if he wanted to suck her in at any moment.
It was as if a dense net was emerging from her pupils, trying to tightly bind her.
Xia Mian stood far away, but she still felt a strange sense of aggression. She looked around, but there were only gusts of breeze...
After a morning of invigorating exercise, the tension from the entire night finally eased briefly.
His whole body was covered in hot sweat, with beads of sweat covering his chest and abdomen.
He pulled the towel from his neck to wipe the sweat from his forehead. The elevator doors opened, and the girl's fresh and lovely face came into view.
In an instant, he felt his blood rushing back to his head.
A bead of sweat rolled down his sexy Adam's apple as he stared intently at Xia Mian. "Good morning!"
The man's hoarse voice rang out, and Xia Mian looked up to meet his dark eyes. She took a breath and stepped aside to let him step out of the elevator.
"Good morning, young master..."
In the instant they brushed past each other, she felt the man's scorching heat was even more unsettling than the seven-day moon outside the window.
"Call me brother."
Fu Yanshen clenched his fists, suppressing the dark thought of holding her in his arms, and only dared to cautiously extend a tiny tendril to approach her.
Xia Mian was stunned for a moment, her eyes quickly scanning her surroundings. After finding the corridor quiet and no one else around, she realized that the corridor was quiet.
She then secretly whispered, "Good morning, brother."
Then he quickly jumped into the elevator and pressed the close button.
Fu Yanshen watched as the elevator doors closed in front of him and descended rapidly. The air was filled with the faint fragrance of a young girl, and he took a deep, intoxicating sniff!
What Xia Mian didn't know was that he had been standing there quietly, staring at the elevator door, his eyes dark and brooding, like a water ghost that had been wandering in an underground river for thousands of years.
She stepped out of the elevator with a blush and a pounding heart, and ran into Madam Fu. The old lady was looking at several invitation cards with the butler, wearing reading glasses.
"Good morning, Grandma!"
"Mianmian, come and take a look." Old Madam Fu waved to Xia Mian.
"These are the invitations I just received. Several ladies and young women want to invite you to a tea party or a beauty salon... Do you see if any of them are of interest?"
"You invited me?" Xia Mian frowned.
She was merely a guest in the Fu family's household, yet these socialites and wives sent her invitations...
After taking a look at the invitations, Xia Mian shook her head. "Grandma, please decline for me. I still need to take my driver's license test! I don't have time."
These people clearly had ulterior motives; they were trying to use her as a breakthrough to forge a closer relationship with the Fu family.
She didn't want to be anyone's stepping stone or ladder.
A hint of appreciation flashed in Madam Fu's eyes. She was right after all; this child was indeed a sensible person.
Fu Yanshen changed into his military uniform and came downstairs, his posture upright.
His powerful aura made his handsome face appear even more aloof, and his gaze swept over her lightly, piercing Xia Mian's soul like a needle, captivating and mesmerizing.
Xia Mian's ears started burning again, which was quite unbelievable. How could this man be so handsome? His physique and face were absolutely stunning!
She held up the freshly cut dragon fruit in front of the man, "Brother...would you like a piece?"
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