princess poisonous

Na Hanjue landed on the shore, and left without looking back, the stench of mud all the way, Le Jingyu followed closely, Qingge grabbed Xiao Li's hand and followed them away.

after an hour.

Le Jingyu was outside the guest room door of Le's house, holding a new suit in his hand, and his handsome face was twisted into a ball.

He knows that Na Hanjue loves to be clean the most, and even has a slight obsession with cleanliness. The things he uses must be the best and cleanest. Almost all the things he uses when going out are dedicated, and everything is cleaned for him by a special person. reason.

This time when he came to Le's house, he actually fell into the extremely dirty and smelly mud. I wonder if he would set Le's house on fire after he washed it clean?

"Has he not come out yet?" Qingge came out from another room.

"Qingge, could you please send this clothes to Jue?" Le Jingyu held the clothes in front of Qingge's eyes as if seeing a savior.

Qingge hesitated for a moment, then nodded, "Okay!"

After all, Na Hanjue fell into the mud to save her.

Qingge took the clothes and pushed the door in. There was no one in the bedroom. Qingge put her ear to the bathroom door and listened. There was no sound of water flowing inside, "Na Hanjue, have you finished washing? Le Jingyu asked me to Bring in your clothes."

After a few seconds...

"I'm done washing, you come in."

"Oh, good." Qingge thought that Na Hanjue had already put on her bathrobe, and pushed the door in, "After you're done washing..."

The rest of the words got stuck in his throat.

In front of me... What a picture of a beauty bathing!

Under the reflection of the glazed lamp, the naked upper body in the bathtub exudes lustrous brilliance like flawless jade. Her rippling eyes look at her teasingly with a smile that is not a smile, and her slender and powerful arms rest on the edge of the bathtub.

Qingge's head buzzed, "You, you, you... Didn't you say that you have washed it?"

"That's right, I've finished washing, but I haven't put on my clothes yet!" Na Hanjue pursed his lips, miraculously, the irritable mood just disappeared in an instant.

"..." Qingge's pretty face turned rouge, she lowered her eyes to look at her toes, and put his clothes on the side sofa bed in a daze, "I'll go out first, your clothes."

"Wait a minute," Na Hanjue's voice was very slow, slowing down Qingge's footsteps, "Come here and help me wipe my back."

"I don't want it!" Qingge was annoyed.

"You have to," Na Hanjue's voice could not refuse, "because I fell into that lump of mud to save you!"

Irrefutable fact!

Qingge's breathing was stagnant, and she felt that the temperature in the bathroom was rising steadily.

She glanced at Na Hanjue, and Na Hanjue was tilting his head to look at her, the arc from his chin to his chest was beautiful and smooth, and the water flowed down all the way, submerged in the waves.

Qingge swallowed her saliva, and took a few steps back with difficulty.

She swears that this is the first time she's seen a man taking a shower, but she's really not interested, okay?

"What if I say no?" She stepped back all the way, ready to escape at any time.

"Then I'll catch you in and wash it together," a certain man raised his eyebrows maliciously, "Do you think you can't escape through my palm?"

"..." Between taking a bath with him and giving him a bath, Qingge chose the latter very practically.

He walked over slowly, and squatted down by the bathtub, but his little hands refused to rest on Na Hanjue's body.

"Are you shy?" Na Hanjue hooked her chin, smiling monstrously.