Nangong Yu chuckled softly, then suddenly moved closer to Song Yuli and whispered flirtatiously, "Didn't you just say you'd help me take a bath? Now I want to take a bath, come and help me."
As soon as she finished speaking, Song Yuli's fair face turned red. She looked away from him and said nervously.
"Well, I was just saying that offhand, so don't take it seriously."
Nangong Yu's eyes flickered slightly after hearing this, then he straightened up and said, "I see. Then I'll just wash myself."
After saying that, she went to prepare her clothes for taking a shower, saying as she walked, "My hands are not very convenient, and I still have to take a shower by myself. I am really so pitiful."
Song Yuli couldn't help but tighten her grip on her knees, biting her lip hard to suppress the urge to follow Nangong Yu.
Seeing that Song Yuli hadn't followed, Nangong Yu raised an eyebrow, looked at his hand which was wrapped up like a steamed bun, and couldn't help but smile slightly.
The sound of running water gradually came from the bathroom not far away, but Song Yuli's heart was growing more and more panicked.
He should be fine on his own, right? His hands shouldn't get wet, right?
Just as Song Yu was worrying, Nangong Yu suddenly let out a muffled groan from inside the bathroom.
In an instant, a taut string in Song Yuli's mind snapped, and without thinking, she ran over and pushed open the bathroom door.
"What's wrong? Is it...?"
Seeing the man standing unharmed before her with only a towel around his waist, Song Yuli's first reaction was to run away.
However, she was ultimately too late.
Just as she was about to turn around, Nangong Yu grabbed her wrist and pulled her into the bathroom with a little force.
The door was closed and locked. Nangong Yu leaned against the wall with one hand, looking down at the person in his arms, his voice low and hoarse.
Why are you running, huh?
Looking at the clearly defined eight-pack abs in front of him, Song Yu's heart skipped a beat, and he didn't know where to look.
"Hmm, I didn't run away."
Seeing that Song Yuli was stubborn, Nangong Yu was not annoyed. He leaned down and kissed her neck gently. As her body trembled slightly, he said with his thin lips, "Lying is not the behavior of a good child."
Song Yuli pursed her cherry lips and looked at Nangong Yu accusingly.
Nangong Yu narrowed his eyes slightly, his Adam's apple bobbing up and down. Under Song Yuli's accusing gaze, he lowered his head and kissed her lips.
Song Yuli initially resisted, but later, she took the initiative to wrap her arms around Nangong Yu's neck and responded to him warmly.
The two kissed passionately, and the temperature in the bathroom gradually rose. Just as they were about to take things further, Song Yuli suddenly touched the shower switch, and cold water gushed out. Song Yuli snapped back to reality.
Recalling the moments when he had taken the initiative, Song Yuli felt as if his head was about to explode.
Feeling the hard object pressing against his lower abdomen, Song Yu shifted uncomfortably: "Ugh, the baby."
Nangong Yu, who was planting a hickey on Song Yuli's neck, was taken aback. Then, somewhat annoyed, he lightly bit her neck, turned off the shower, and looked up at Song Yuli, whose face was flushed. His eyes were filled with a deep longing that he couldn't shake.
He lowered his head and gently bit Song Yuli's lips, then rested his head on her shoulder, taking her small hand in his large, undamaged hand and leading her down the road.
"Ah Li, it hurts here."
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