The petite little wife: don't misunderstand the proud president

When Wang Zichen went ashore with Lan Xinhui in his arms, the two rescued teenagers came over to thank them.

Wang Zichen just nodded, picked up his bag, carried Lan Xinhui and left.At this moment, he really didn't want to pay more attention to them, because they ignored the warning and almost caused him to lose his beloved.

Lan Xinhui put her arms around his neck, looked at his sculpted and perfect profile, and asked, "Are you tired? How about I come down and walk by myself?"

"No need," Wang Zichen hugged her tightly, "Now I am very grateful to God for allowing me to hug you!"

At this moment, he couldn't hug her enough, how could he be tired?

She was in her arms, so that he could actually feel that she was alive and that he hadn't lost her.Only in this way can he comfort his fear of losing her.

Therefore, holding her, he didn't feel tired at all, but felt full and satisfied.

The tourists who had just arrived at this time didn't know what happened. They watched him holding her curiously and suspiciously.

Wang Zichen didn't pay attention to other people's gazes. At this moment, his mind was all on Lan Xinhui, and he was stingy to scatter his attention and gaze to others.

For him, at this moment, only he and she are left in the world, and everyone else is an illusory background.

When he arrived at the visitor center, Wang Zichen carried Lan Xinhui in his arms and walked straight in. He said, "Let me borrow your bathroom."

Before the proprietress came back to her senses, he had already carried Lan Xinhui straight into the bathroom.

In the bathroom, Wang Zichen put Lan Xinhui down and turned on the electric water heater: "Turn up the water temperature, I'll go and see if there are any suitable clothes."

In the visitor center, there are all kinds of clothes, but they are all in the style of souvenirs. Wang Zichen didn't look at them too much. He picked two sets of the best quality and bought them. He also bought two sets of disposable underwear for Lan Xinhui. Underwear.

When paying, the proprietress hinted euphemistically: "The electricity here is very expensive..." It means that you should pay some electricity bills for taking a shower here!

Wang Zichen handed her a few banknotes: "You don't need to look for it."

"Oh..." The proprietress took it, her eyes widened immediately: "So much?!"

Wang Zichen didn't pay attention to the reaction of the proprietress, he took the newly bought clothes and hurried back to the bathroom.

When Wang Zichen entered, Lan Xinhui was standing in the warm water curtain, because she didn't know if he could buy clothes, so she hadn't taken off her wet clothes yet.

He closed the door, put away the clothes, and came to help her take off her wet clothes. Lan Xinhui obediently let him take off her clothes. She didn't know whether it was because of embarrassment or the hot water. , a layer of light red surfaced.

She stood back and pulled him into the hot water curtain, and then she began to undress him too.

Although they didn't speak, the movements of their hands were in the same tacit understanding, and they also had thick and sweet smiles on their faces with faint red clouds.

Wang Zichen finished undressing first, and he put the wet clothes into the washbasin next to him, but his eyes were fixed on her.

"You are so beautiful!" He admired sincerely, his eyes full of appreciation and satisfaction.It seems to be admiring the rare treasures that you cherish.

"You too!" Lan Xinhui rarely had the opportunity to appreciate his figure calmly before, but only now did she realize that this man who belonged to her had a good figure "suitable for not wearing clothes".

She couldn't help reaching out and gently touching his well-developed chest muscles, and then his obvious eight-pack abs... He held his breath and looked at her with burning eyes.

But she withdrew her hand, and raised her hand to adjust the lotus pod that sprayed out hot water.

Knowing that this is not a place where he can do whatever he wants, he smiled and pulled her into the hot water rain curtain, and began to help her take a bath.

Although red clouds floated slowly on his cheeks, and his eyes were full of salivation, his movements were serious, and he cleaned her carefully.

She was also idle when she was idle, and she also started to help him clean, helping each other tacitly, exchanging a tacit and knowing smile.

After the thrilling surviving life before, even helping each other take a bath has become a joyous and fun-filled thing.