He handed over a towel.
Shen Zhiyi's gaze drifted uncontrollably to the throbbing veins on the side of his neck.
The slender neck was slightly red.
Beads of sweat rolled down along the bulge of the Adam's apple...
Her heart skipped a beat.
He reached out and slowly took the towel.
"Thang..."
"Let me help you wipe it..."
Her fingertips accidentally touched his fingertips, which were so hot that they made her shudder.
Shen Zhiyi took a deep breath.
Stand on tiptoe.
As the scarf just touched his forehead, Jiang Jinwang suddenly turned his head to avoid her movement.
Shen Zhiyi looked up in confusion.
Jiang Jinwang held her hand and moved the scarf towards his jawline.
"here."
His palms were large, and they held her tightly, not too tightly, but with a firm grip that brooked no rejection.
His gloomy gaze locked on her.
He deliberately slowed down the movements of his hands, and let her hand brush across his jaw and neck.
After that, all the way down...
ã±—When passing by those hard muscles.
Deliberate pause.
Shen Zhiyi even held his breath.
Through the towel, I could feel the warm breath coming from his body.
The burn made her face flushed red.
That touch... is even more damnable.
But her hand was covered by his rough palm.
Shen Zhiyi inexplicably had the illusion that she was tightly surrounded by him...
Jiang Jinwang saw that her eyes were fixed and her cheeks were flushed as if she was drunk.
That seductive little mouth also opened slightly.
He looked dizzy.
He frowned and chuckled, then let go of her hand.
He liked her straightforward intoxication.
This makes him feel safe.
Shen Zhiyi was suddenly brought back to her senses by the laughter, and glared at him in embarrassment.
"Are you laughing at me?"
Jiang Jinwang raised his eyebrows, "No."
"Are you still wiping?" He lowered his shoulders and straightened his waist, stretching his body out, exposing every muscle and contour to her.
He lowered his eyes and looked at her lazily.
"Wipe it, why don't you wipe it?"
Shen Zhiyi took a step forward.
Holding his shoulder with one hand, she held the towel with the other and wiped his tight and bulging chest muscles back and forth.
The force is sometimes light and sometimes strong.
Jiang Jinwang stiffened almost the moment she approached him.
He hadn't expected her to get so close.
Her fingertips rested softly on him.
Warm breath lingered on his chest.
The hand holding the towel seemed to be making trouble, deliberately wiping and lingering in places where it shouldn't linger...
It was like a taut string being plucked violently.
Jiang Jinwang couldn't help but gasp.
Hold her hand.
His sweat-soaked eyelashes drooped and his voice was low and hoarse.
"Don't touch there."
Shen Zhiyi looked up and saw that his forehead hair was half wet, and his once cold face was now stained with some indescribable dark color.
She finally regained some initiative.
Blink innocently.
"If we don't touch this place, what about this place?"
She just stared at him.
She broke free from his hand and moved her hand down, deliberately rubbing the corners of her folded towel against his mermaid line.
Jiang Jinwang's muscles instantly became as hard as rock.
His chest heaved, and even the corners of his eyes showed a suppressed red.
Hold her shoulders and move away from her.
"I'm going to take a shower."
The steps of leaving were a little messy.
Shen Zhiyi looked at his back, stared at the towel in his hand, and slowly walked over to sit on the sofa.
After a while.
She heard the sound of the shower being turned on.
And a few low gasps.
She suddenly threw away the towel, covered her face with her hands and fell on the sofa.
This person is really...
Not avoiding her at all...
A pair of sparkling eyes and rosy cheeks appeared between her fingers.
Thought.
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