[Wearing the Book] The villain is not easy to mess with

The setting sun was like blood, and when Jiang Yuran woke up, it was already dusk.

When she opened her eyes, she ran into Shen Qian who was guarding the bedside.

He tilted his head slightly, his pale and beautiful side face fell into the radiance, reflecting a faint golden glow, the gauze around his eyes inexplicably added a sense of mystery, and there was a kind of magical power to confuse people's hearts in his coquettishness.

Jiang Yuran didn't take his eyes away for a while, and wanted to ask him how he came here but didn't dare to ask.

Shen Qian seemed to realize that he was awake, and tilted his jaw to this side, "Are you awake?"

"Well, are you... are you hungry?"

Jiang Yuran found that his hands were lazily folded on his long legs, and he didn't see the white rose that he carried back. He glanced around the room and still didn't see it, so he was a little confused.

"I'm not hungry, I want to take a bath, can you help me?" Shen Qian made a very difficult request.

Jiang Yuran threw the rose out of the blue in an instant, looked at Shen Qian with blank eyes: "You, what are you talking about?"

"I want to take a bath. I haven't taken a bath for almost half a month." Shen Qian said firmly.

In fact, it's not as bad as he said. In the past few days, he has wiped his body, but instead of asking Jiang Yuran to help, he only asked him to fetch hot water and twist a towel.

Jiang Yuran was in the late stage of cleanliness, and he was dazed for a while before answering: "You, how do you want to wash? I, I will help you to the bathroom?"

"No, I mean, you, help, me, wash." Shen Qian paused word for word.

Jiang Yuran almost collapsed: "How about I ask Zhang Yu to come over and help you, you know, I'm a clean freak..."

"I don't, I want you to wash it for me!"

The man raised his voice a little, trying to frighten Jiang Yuran.

He was dazed for a while, thinking that this must mean confiscating his roses, so he thought about doing something for me.

I suddenly remembered the black leather gloves I found a few days ago, maybe it's time to use them.

"Well, I'll wash it for you. I'll find out what clothes you want to wear today."

"The shirt on the leftmost side of the closet, the third pair of trousers on the right, the tie in the middle cabinet, help me get the one with dark red twill, underwear...you can take whatever you want."

"Oh."

In the past few days, Jiang Yuran helped him find a change of clothes. It was not surprising that he always proposed such a plan, but it was a little strange that he wanted to wear a tie.

While picking up the clothes, he asked, "Is there anything important tonight? Are you still wearing a tie?"

Maybe the legendary father is coming.

"Um……"

Shen Qian replied in a deep voice, "It's very important."

I guessed it [-]% of the time, no wonder I still have to take a bath.

After looking for clothes, he found slippers for Shen Qian. When Shen Qian changed his shoes, he had already prepared black leather gloves, put them on and helped him into the bathroom.

"You just stand here, I'll put the hot water on."

Jiang Yuran was afraid that the water vapor would wet the gauze on Shen Qian's eyes, so when he reached the door, he pressed him here, and hung the prepared clothes on the hook.

Shen Qian didn't move, and stood obediently on the spot until the sound of dripping water came.

Jiang Yuran was still adjusting the water temperature, "Do you like washing hot or cold?"

He didn't hear the man's answer, and when he turned around to see what was going on, he was caught off guard and bumped into a big, strong embrace.

Familiar breath rushed over, and the atmosphere began to ferment with the gradually dense water vapor.

Jiang Yuran was terrified, and was about to step back, but his arm was snapped off by the man's pale fingers.

"Help me undress."

As if trying to suppress something, the man's voice was slightly hoarse and dull.

Jiang Yuran's trembling eyelashes were half down, and his eyes just met his bare chest line with a shirt button unbuttoned at the neckline. It was pale without any blood color, but firm and plump.

The breath flowed over lightly, but it came back with scorching body temperature.

The slender fingers wrapped in black leather gloves lightly touched the man's white shirt, forming a strong color contrast, as if the heat was penetrating through these thin barriers and seeping into the fingertips.

Even the bones are hot.

Every time a button was unbuttoned, a little more of her tight and perfect body was exposed. The further down she went, the more Jiang Yuran trembled.

It was Shen Qian who suffered the crime.

The boy's slender fingertips always rubbed the skin intentionally or unintentionally, right up to his waist and abdomen, and the coldness of the leather gloves successfully scratched his abdominal muscles the moment he pulled off the shirt.

It is completely different from the touch of delicate fingertips.

The man seemed to have noticed something: "Are you still wearing gloves?"

Jiang Yuran didn't dare to continue, his voice trembled like strings plucked by feathers: "Well, I, I'm a clean freak..."

Shen Qian was taken aback.

All his thoughts of teasing came to an abrupt end.

He still hates me.

Not only disgusted but also afraid.

Otherwise, it wouldn't shake like that.

He trembled when he was afraid, as in a burrow he was afraid of the dark.

Am I scarier than the dark?

"Okay, you go out, I'll do the rest by myself, I'll call you when I'm done."

It's a pity that he couldn't see Jiang Yuran's blushing face.

Like a little deer, frightened, it jumped up and down in his heart, with a pair of immature horns on its head, bumping east and west.

It's messed up, all messed up.

"Well, the clothes hang behind the door."

Jiang Yuran almost escaped from the bathroom, completely forgetting whether he would get his eyes wet.

In addition to being abnormally white, his body is also too good-looking, right?

Even more beautiful than those models in the fashion show, she is a stunner in the world!

Why is my heart beating so fast?

……

Shen Qian heard the sound of closing the door and knew that Jiang Yuran had escaped.

He threw away his shirt in frustration, and his naked body was instantly exposed to the air. His broad and straight back spread out two fan-shaped shoulder blades like flying butterflies. Created works of art.

Regardless of the eye injury, he let the water wash over him wantonly, from the tips of his hair to his heels, bit by bit extinguishing the madly burning sparks.

He hates me so much.

Do you want to continue with the next candlelight dinner?

Half an hour later, Jiang Yuran heard the sound of water in the bathroom disappear, but there was no movement inside.After calming down, he was still worried after all, and was about to walk over and knock on the door to ask, but the bathroom door opened.

Shen Qian was dressed neatly, his hair was wet, but no water dripped down, obviously it had been wiped and combed back.The gauze around the eyes is gone, replaced by the dark red tie!

Except for the pair of mismatched flip-flops on his feet, he is as glamorous as if he jumped out of a gift box to surprise his lover with a present.

Jiang Yuran was stunned for a moment, before realizing it later: "You, did you remove the gauze?"

"Well, I want to treat you to a meal, the gauze affects the appearance..."

When the man was talking, one hand was still on the doorknob, and the other was idly inserted in the pocket of his trousers, like a polite gentleman: "I don't know, do I have that honor?"