Mrs. Lu, do you want me to give you my life?

Ying Xia said sullenly, "Well, there is one more point."

It was rare for her to nest in his arms so obediently, but it was because of such a thing.

There was broken pain in Lu Jinchuan's eyes, and he moved his hand up slowly, without any emotion/desire, just to comfort him.

"I touch you, is it disgusting?"

Ying Xia felt it seriously and said, "It's not disgusting."

What's embarrassing to say is that she even likes such a touch a little bit.

Her lips touched her ears, her voice was very low, "Forget about the past, just remember how it feels when I touch you now."

Lu Jinchuan has been exercising and boxing all year round, and has rough calluses on her hands. The gentle back and forth touch brings her the power to calm her heart.

It was hard to coax her to sleep, but she didn't sleep well, and her dream was full of Liu Wei's disgusting face.

She twitched twice from time to time, grabbing his clothes to barely fall asleep.

Lu Jinchuan just half-lyed on the bed, hugging her with one arm, and typing on his mobile phone with the other.

In the middle of the night, she finally calmed down and her breathing became lighter. Lu Jinchuan gently removed his hand on his chest. Her clothes had already been wrinkled by her, and she was sweating all over her body.

Just as she put Ying Xia's hand into the quilt, she suddenly woke up, holding his hand short of breath, her opened eyes were full of fear.

Lu Jinchuan was so distressed that he sighed, picked her up and leaned into his arms, and patted her on the back repeatedly, without saying a word, but the strong embrace was inexplicably reassuring.

She said, "Don't go."

When she was afraid, she always relied on him especially, which was a habit she had developed over the years.

Having been a baby for so many years, but still not being able to protect her, he really regretted that he had acted too lightly before, and now he really wanted to cut Liu Wei alive.

Lu Jinchuan patted her head, "Don't be afraid, I won't leave, I'll take a shower and then come to sleep with you."

It took a long time to hear her "Oh", but she just refused to let go.

Lu Jinchuan had no choice but to say, "Forget it, I won't wash it, I'll sleep with you."

Ying Xia raised her head, "But you're sweating, you'd better wash it."

Lu Jinchuan laughed, still obsessed with cleanliness at this moment, he looked down at her hand on his chest, and teasingly said: "How do you wash it?"

She really thought about it seriously and said, "I'll accompany you."

Of course he couldn't wish for such a thing, he didn't need to answer at all, he just carried her to the bathroom and put her on the sink.

"Sit here and wait for me."

Ying Xia nodded, it was rare for Lu Jinchuan to see her so cute, so he couldn't help but bowed his head and kissed her on the cheek.

He didn't undo all the buttons of his shirt, only opened the top two, raised his hand to grab the collar and lifted it directly from the top.

A body with just the right muscles, the abdominal line outlines the obvious eight-pack abs, and the two mermaid lines extend to the waist of the trousers.

She was a little frightened today, she reacted slowly, and was still staring at his abdominal muscles in a daze.

What she didn't know was that her staring eyes made Lu Jinchuan's lower abdomen glow with evil fire.

He wanted to bully her severely, but was afraid of scaring her, so he slowly took off his pants while staring at her expression.

Ying Xia finally came to her senses, turned her face away, her ears turned red immediately.

What did she just see?

Lu Jinchuan took the opportunity to undress and went into the bathroom, and directly poured cold water.

There was the sound of dripping water, and after a while, Ying Xia turned her head. There was no fog on the glass door, and it looked like cold water.

He had his back to her, wide shoulders, narrow waist, tight hips and long legs, every inch was just right, but the scar on the side of the waist was particularly conspicuous.

Thinking of him waiting to die alone after taking the knife for her, Ying Xia's heart twitched again.

She slid off the sink, walked over and hugged him from behind.

Lu Jinchuan's body froze instantly due to the attached body and the small hands around his waist, he paused for a moment before recovering, and hastily heated up the water.

Lightly scolded: "Don't make trouble, I'll catch a cold in a while."

Her clothes were also half wet, and it was uncomfortable to stick to her body.

Ying Xia said: "I also want to take a bath."

"Then I'll go out and wait for you." Lu Jinchuan said.

However, the hand wrapped around his waist did not loosen at all.

Lu Jinchuan patted her hand, "Hold me, why don't you wash your hands, let go."

"You wash for me."

As soon as these words came out, Lu Jinchuan's breath became three points thicker, his Adam's apple rolled and rolled, and he asked, "Do you know what it means to help you wash?"

Ying Xia buried her face on his back and let out a muffled "hmm".

Lu Jinchuan grabbed her hand and pulled her closer, took her face in his arms and kissed her.

She felt a little regretful, being pressed against the bathroom wall by him, with her head up, bearing his rude kiss.

Hands also poked in along the hem of the clothes, and she could clearly feel his desire.

The more Lu Jinchuan got closer, the more he couldn't give up. It took a lot of effort to regain his senses, took off her clothes, and took a bath for her seriously.

When Lu Jinchuan bathed her, it was more like worshiping her body devoutly.

After washing her back, Lu Jinchuan suddenly touched her waist, "How did you do it?"

She leaned against the wall with one hand, turned her head, and saw a bruise on her waist, which should have been hit on the sofa when he pushed him away.

Ying Xia didn't speak, Lu Jinchuan frowned, and kissed her waist with thin lips with burning breath.

Still murmuring in a low voice, "It's all right."

He didn't seem to know that he actually made it himself.