Rise up, white lotus

Seeing Yan Su's expression, Dong Liu was inexplicably suffocated. He withdrew his half-stretched hand that was about to hug Yan Su, and hurriedly said, "I'll run water for you to take a bath. You should rest for a while."

When Dong Liu entered the bathroom, the expression on Yan Su's face also disappeared, and a trace of disdain flashed in his eyes. What he said was indeed true, but it was not aimed at this matter.

Yan Su's mother is a small god servant. In the God Realm, the god servant is just a servant-like existence, but the man called his father is one of the high-ranking gods in the God Realm.

So his mother is equivalent to a maid of that man, and he has countless such maids, and there are generally more than one companions of high-level gods, unless they are equal to each other.

And that man is well-known among the high-level gods as a fickle person, he is just a product of his whim.

Although it is more difficult to give birth in the God Realm, children are only dispensable in the hearts of most gods.

He grew up in the God Realm, and he knew how to please others and weaken himself from the very beginning, otherwise how would he stand out from the crowd?It's just that he doesn't want to bear it anymore, anyway, as long as it's not too much, even the will of the world can't do anything to him.

"The water is ready, go and wash it, do you need help?" Dong Liu looked at his injured shoulder.

Yan Su came back to his senses, and saw Dong Liu staring at his wound in confusion, and suddenly wanted to tease him, "I can't even take off my clothes like this, um, can you help me take off my clothes first?"

However, Yan Su missed it this time. After all, Dongliu is not Yan Yujun, so he is not so easily scared.

Under Yan Su's depression, Dongliu helped him take off his shirt. His fair and delicate skin was glowing with luster, as beautiful as fine jade. It will be folded in my own hand, and two spots of rose red are inlaid on the white and tender chest, which makes people want to pick it.

The unwilling Yan Su sat on the edge of the bed, put her two slender and straight thighs on Dongliu's, "I still have pants, I can't take them off!"

Now Dongliu was in a difficult situation, and his hesitant look succeeded in pleasing Yan Su.

He removed his legs from Dongliu's legs, stood up and walked into the bathroom.

Dong Liu was a little worried, and now asked in front of the bathroom door, "Are you alright by yourself?"

"There is a problem, I can't rub my back, come in and help me rub my back!" Only Yan Su could make such a natural request.

After hesitating for a while, Dongliu pushed the door open and went in. Yan Su sat in the bathtub, just up to his waistline. Maybe Dongliu didn't fill it with water because he considered his wound.

Although Yan Su turned his back to him, Dong Liu's heartbeat still accelerated a little.

"Huh? Hurry up, I'm sleepy." Yan Su said, handing the towel in his left hand to Dong Liu, complaining: "I'm really not used to using my left hand. It seems a bit difficult to eat with my left hand!"

Dong Liu twitched the corners of his mouth, took the towel and began to concentrate on rubbing someone's back. Scrubbing someone's back is also a technical job, but Dong Liu has never rubbed someone's back before, so it became like this.

"Uh~ lighten up... um, yes, it's right here, use a little more force, ah...it's comfortable" Yan Su closed his eyes and enjoyed it, but Dongliu was having a hard time, just because Yan Su called him and he felt it , the hands used a little force, "Hiss... are you trying to hurt me to death?"

Dong Liu stopped strangely, his eyes wandered, he didn't know what he was thinking, but his hands were still rubbing Yan Su's back according to Yan Su's request.

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I actually forgot to update yesterday, it’s a sin, it’s even better today