Mr. Bo, my wife is going on a date with someone again.

Wan Ci was outside and didn't hear any other movement. It was most likely her who pushed the door open. Understanding this, Bo Jingzhou's tense body relaxed instantly.

The only sound in the quiet bathroom was the patter of water. As the door was pushed open further and further, the sound of water was mixed with his rapid heartbeat and became more intense.

Bo Jingzhou's Adam's apple rolled up and down, and two deep syllables escaped: "Wanwan..."

He turned the water into hot water, but even so, the bathroom was still as cold as an ice cellar. As soon as Shen Wanci walked in, she shivered severely from the cold water vapor that hit her face. It's already very cold in Kyoto at night in November, let alone the temperature has dropped in the past few days: "Bo Jingzhou, you are so cold, why don't you just take cold showers from now on, you can save a lot of money."

Almost as soon as she finished speaking, Bo Jingzhou said, "I use hot water."

He looked calm and showed no sign of lying.

In just this moment, the water was already hot, and the dense mist gradually blurred his handsome face.

Shen Wanci's eyes fell on Bo Jingzhou. Even if it was covered by the water flow and mist, the scars were still very conspicuous. Before, he had only seen partial parts, but now he finally saw the complete ones. Even if he knew about it before, he already felt distressed. He was shocked, but now when he saw the scars all over his body, there was still a small pain spreading in his heart, extending along his limbs and bones to all parts of his body.

Seeing her staring at the scars on his body, Bo Jingzhou silently turned off the water, took off the bathrobe on the towel rack next to him and put it on, "Sorry, isn't it scary?"

The bathrobe was for women, and it was a bit too small for him, with a long section of his arms and legs exposed, but fortunately it was loose, and nothing else was inappropriate except for the length.

Bo Jingzhou's belt-tying hand was held by someone. The hand holding him was warm and soft. The strength was almost negligible, but it successfully controlled all his movements.

Shen Wanci looked at him, put her fingers through his fingers, interlocked with his, and put their palms together: "No, it didn't scare me."

The laces of the bathrobe were not fastened, and the front was open, revealing the man's slightly wet chest. She put the fingers of her other hand on it and gently stroked it up along the scars: "Did it hurt at that time?"

pain.

In the dark basement, the turbid air is always filled with the smell of blood. There is also a psycho who comes to him every day and asks him, "Does it hurt? Do you want to die? Do you want to escape?" He has to be hypnotized every once in a while. , he didn’t know where it was, and he didn’t even have a hard object, let alone a self-defense weapon. There was nothing he could do about the window frames and iron doors welded with finger-thick steel bars.

While he had to endure physical torture day and night, he also had to work hard to distinguish real memories from fabricated memories. In that hopeless situation where he was tortured both physically and mentally, despair was far more painful than physical pain. It is unbearable.

He had previously thought about using a bitter trick in front of Shen Wanci to make her feel sorry for him, but now, listening to her suppressed voice, those thoughts were long gone, "It doesn't hurt, these are all injuries sustained when the ship was on fire. , the situation was urgent and I didn’t feel any pain at all.”

Shen Wanci glared at him.

fraud.

If it was really an injury sustained during a fire, it must have been a burn. And with so many scars, how could they all be sustained at that time?

But since Bo Jingzhou didn't want to say anything, Shen Wanci didn't ask any more questions. It was good that he already knew some things. There was no need to get to the bottom of things and expose the scars. "We were all nearby at the time. How did you get taken away by him?" ?”

"I don't know, he smoked medicine on the boat. I was in a coma at the time, but I can probably guess that since you can't walk on water, you have to walk underwater," Bo Jingzhou didn't seem to want to talk about it and answered very perfunctorily. , while Shen Wanci was thinking, he followed the action of the two of them clasping their fingers, and cut her hand behind her waist, and pulled her into his arms, "I'm taking a shower, what are you doing in here?"

Shen Wanci raised his eyebrows slightly, arched the ends of his red eyes, and said angrily: "Let's see if you freeze to death."

The man pressed her against the wet wall, with a smile in his voice: "Didn't you come in because you felt sorry for me and wanted to help me?"

"never……"

Before she finished speaking, Bo Jingzhou had already pinched her chin and kissed her. As the man's breath approached, his almost ferocious kiss came instantly.

Bo Jingzhou took her hand and pressed it against his abdomen...

The other hand took off the thin suspender pajamas she was wearing, and her breathing was close to her skin, one time faster than the other: "Wanwan, hurry up."

Shen Wanci's hands were so sore that he wanted to strike countless times, but looking at his scars, he couldn't help but asked, "Can you hurry up?"

"kindness……"

The man only responded verbally, but did not pause at all. Even if Shen Wanci couldn't bear it and let go, he would pull him back again and coax him to continue with sweet words.

He pressed against her, his chest rising and falling violently, and his Adam's apple rolling rapidly brushed against her forehead from time to time.

In the bathroom, the cold air turned hot. Shen Wanci's back was pressed against the cold tiles, and in front of her was the man's chest. She was panting, her cheeks were covered with blush, and her originally black and white eyes were now covered with There was a thin layer of confused mist.

In the eyes of a man, it turns into a vivid picture of beauty.

I don't know how long it took, but the movement finally stopped, and Bo Jingzhou's kisses fell densely on the side of her face.

He turned on the faucet, cleaned the two of them, and took a bath towel to carefully wipe off the water droplets on Shen Wanci's body before taking them out of the bathroom.

As soon as he put her on the soft bed, Shen Wanci turned over and turned her back to him, curling up into the quilt. She had no clothes on, and her back was not covered properly. There was some ventilation in the quilt, but her hands were too soft now. I can't pick it up and I don't have the energy to care about it.

"Wanwan, get up and blow dry your hair before going to bed."

"..."

No one cares about him.

Bo Jingzhou chuckled, pulled the quilt to cover her, and then found a hair dryer from the drawer to dry her hair.

The man's fingertips rubbed her scalp, which was very comfortable. Shen Wanci was already tired, but she fell asleep quickly in the warm wind.

After drying his hair, Bo Jingzhou went to the closet to find pajamas and underwear for her to put on. He turned on the air conditioner in the room. By the time he was done, his body had dried naturally.

There was a knock on the door. Bo Jingzhou didn't have any clothes to change, so he just wrapped himself in his nightgown and went to open the door.

Before opening the door, he took a look through the peephole and saw that it was a delivery boy, holding the condom he bought in his hand. He looked back at Shen Wanci, who was sleeping soundly on the bed, and couldn't help but smile bitterly.