"Someone from the official side came and asked the young lady to go to the hall so that they can protect the safety of the young lady and the old lady."
"knew."
Yan Han spoke in a cold tone as he walked up to Ji Mei and said, "Someone from the authorities has arrived. I want you to go to the lobby on the first floor."
Upon hearing this, Ji Mei threw the iron back into the stove, looked at the man who had fainted from the pain with a gloomy look in her eyes, and reached out to Yan Han.
Yanhan took out a handkerchief and carefully wiped Ji Mei's hands.
When he helped Ji Mei wipe her hands, he didn't look directly at her face, nor did he touch her randomly. Instead, he wiped them clean quickly, suppressing his throbbing heart and said seriously, "I've prepared the bath water for you. Please go change your clothes before going to the hall."
"Um."
Ji Mei spoke in a calm tone as she walked out of the torture room in high heels.
She has a graceful figure and wears a dark, long cheongsam with slit edges. When she is not hitting people, she is still the cool and dignified lady from a noble family.
Back in the room on the second floor, Ji Mei took off her cheongsam and high heels, and walked into the bathroom naked.
Yanhan bent down to put his clothes and high heels away, took off his black suit jacket, rolled up his white shirt sleeves and walked into the bathroom.
He didn't look around, but half-knelt beside the bathtub, massaging Ji Mei's shoulders.
He is 196cm tall, wearing black trousers and a white shirt, and has a taciturn and abstinent air.
His eight abdominal muscles are faintly visible under the white shirt, and his figure is amazing.
He was kneeling down to massage Ji Mei's shoulders. His ears were red as if blood was dripping out, but his face looked unmoved.
Leaning against the bathtub, Ji Mei soaked in the hot water with her back to the cold. She scooped up water with her fair hands and rubbed it on her arms.
Although Yan Han was kneeling, he could still see the proud and plump breasts of Ji Mei, which made people fantasize.
Yan Han immediately cleared the distracting thoughts from his mind, lowered his head and continued to help Ji Mei take a bath, not letting himself cross the line.
When he was about nineteen years old, the eldest lady suddenly asked him to help her take a bath.
He didn't know what the eldest lady meant, so he had to bite the bullet and help her wash, and this lasted for nine years.
On the day of the eldest lady's wedding, she brought no one but him.
On her wedding night, the eldest lady did not spend the night with her brother-in-law, but went to him instead.
When he thinks back on it now, his head is buzzing, as if he were dreaming.
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