On the wedding night, the substitute princess cured the war king's poison

In the evening, Ning Luo prepared medicinal soup for King War to bathe in early.

After carrying him into the bathroom, he was about to go out.

Xiao Ding turned his head and said quietly: "Wait for me to undress and take a bath."

It seems like a common request.

"Ah." Ning Luo's steps froze, and Chi asked: "Didn't the prince be able to take a bath by himself last time?"

Helping people take a bath is a bit difficult.

The key is that he is so handsome that I am afraid that I will not be able to control myself and will not be able to help but look at and think about him more.

Xiao Ding motioned her to look at his feet, "Didn't you bleed my feet this morning? The wounds haven't scabbed completely yet, so this area can't be wet. Please wipe it with me."

Ning Luo discussed: "Well... how about I ask Qi Hu to come in and wait for the prince to take a bath?"

"Do you want my king's condition to be leaked? Apart from you, no other person must know. Otherwise, you are the only one to ask!"

Forced by Xiao Ding's fierce momentum, Ning Luo walked back.

"My subordinates know."

It's not that I don't want to help him bathe, it's because I'm alone and the atmosphere is ambiguous, and I'm afraid I can't control it.

Forget it, bite the bullet.

Anyway, I have taken advantage of him before.

Ning Luo first took off the hair crown on the War King's head, and his thick black hair fell down. He held a strand and rubbed it in his hand. It was quite soft.

Just thinking about how to wash his hair more appropriately, Xiao Ding suddenly pressed the mechanism of the wheelchair, and the wheelchair automatically unfolded into a recliner, and he lay down lazily.

"This wheelchair is really exquisitely designed." Ning Luo praised it.

"This wheelchair was specially built for one of my former lieutenants after he was injured. However, he died of illness three years ago."

When Xiao Ding thought of this, he felt nostalgic for his old friends.

The old friend passed away, so he kept this wheelchair as a souvenir. He never thought that he would be able to use it one day.

Ning Luo knew what was going on and didn't say anything. He put the basin on the shelf at the back, scooped out the potion from the tub, and helped the King of War wash his hair carefully. From time to time, he gently rubbed and pressed the corresponding acupuncture points on his head.

This was the first time for Xiao Ding to experience this kind of hair washing service. He closed his eyes and enjoyed it with a soothing expression.

He thought: just to experience this kind of head massage for a long time, he decided to tie this woman to his side.

Naturally, Ning Luo didn't know that War King had such thoughts.

After washing his hair, use a piece of dry cotton cloth to wipe away the water droplets, and then wrap it with another piece.

Throughout the whole process, Xiao Ding didn't say anything.

Next, it was time to wipe down the whole body.

Xiao Ding felt some vague expectation in his heart.

But she still closed her eyes and felt it, cooperating with her undressing movements.

A pair of plain hands pulled open the jade belt and untied the outer robe.

Ning Luo could already see his strong figure.

These shoulders are so broad.

The two were so close that their breaths were intertwined.

When the shirt and trousers are removed, the chestnut-colored strong muscles further demonstrate the male power of the King of War.

Below the eight-pack abs is the mermaid line, which goes straight down.

The graceful lines and his handsome facial features are as perfect as a statue.

Ning Luo's breathing was a little unsteady.

I repeatedly warned myself: Treat him as a patient, only treat him as a patient, and don't be tempted by male sex.

After adjusting his breath slightly, Ning Luo picked up a piece of bath cloth in one hand and scooped water from the tub with a ladle in the other, slowly poured it on him and wiped it gently.

This time, Xiao Ding's sense of touch was even sharper.

Ever since he could remember, he had always bathed and changed clothes by himself, but he never expected that it would be so comfortable to have someone take care of him.

In the past, he had never thought about the relationship between men and women.

Nowadays, this playful princess makes his mind wander from time to time.

When Ning Luo was washed down, Xiao Ding's back straightened, and his cheeks and ears turned a light pink.

Ning Luo glanced at it, but fortunately the war king still had his eyes closed.

In line with the principle that if you are not embarrassed, I will not be embarrassed.

I washed him carefully and admired it for a while.

So handsome and extraordinary.

However, Xiao Ding couldn't help but his breathing became disordered.

Suddenly, he opened his eyes and looked at Ning Luo.

Ning Luo, who was caught, blushed instantly.

"Are you satisfied?" Xiao Ding suddenly asked in a hoarse voice.

What are you satisfied with? Are you satisfied with his figure or...

Ning Luo didn't know how to answer. She was just appreciating it as a work of art.

Xiao Ding suddenly stretched out his long arms and pulled her down to lie on his generous chest.

"How?" The voice was full of confusion.

"Not bad." Ning Luo said conservatively.

Xiao Ding frowned: "Is it just good?"

"Very... Your Majesty is very handsome." Ning Luo said sincerely.

Only then did Xiao Ding smile, and at the same time he felt the soft warmth above him.

The deep magnetic voice continued to enchant Ning Luo's ears: "Do you like it?"

This voice is so alluring.

Somehow, Ning Luo hummed.

Then he immediately shook his head.

"Um?"

Xiao Ding's face darkened slightly, he pressed the back of Ning Luo's head with his big palm and pressed his thin lips against it.

This was the first time he kissed a woman, without any rules.

But it also made Ning Luo a little confused. Fortunately, she always knew that she didn't dare to indulge.

This guy looked so evil. Ning Luo was so aroused that she wanted to sleep with him, but she was afraid that she would not be able to take responsibility.

Feeling that the King of War was emotionally disturbed, Ning Luo quickly reminded: "My lord, your illness is not cured, so it is not appropriate..."

"Can't I kiss you?" Xiao Ding said dumbly, and his narrow phoenix eyes also turned a touch of red.

A little aggrieved, sad, and pitiful.

Ning Luo hesitated and said, "Kissing is okay."

Soon her clothes were also wet, and she was curvy and charming.

In an ambiguous environment, it is easy to get dizzy.

My own claws couldn't help but scratch his chest, which also made the War King feel unsteady.

"I want to suck your blood again to see if it can relieve the poison."

Ning Luo shook his head like a rattle: "It's useless. If my blood can detoxify the poison, there is no need for the prince to sit in a wheelchair."

"Are you afraid of pain?"

"A little."

Seeing her clear eyes becoming timid, Xiao Ding finally couldn't bear it and just lingered on her lips.

Finally, he let her go.

Her body was too slender, and Xiao Ding was afraid that he might break her by accident.

Moreover, she was also worried that the poison would be passed on to her.

By the time Ning Luo left the bathroom, her pink lips had been bitten in several places by Xiao Ding.

It's so miserable, a kiss is as painful as being sucked out of blood, an inexperienced man is so destructive!

In the dead of night, she was lying on the bed insomnia, tossing and turning, frowning and wondering how she could get him to go away so easily.

It seems that I can’t cultivate well enough on my own.

After this incident, what kind of relationship do the two have?

No, no, we can’t let this male vixen lure away our souls!