The car soon arrived at the manor, and the servants were already standing in a row with umbrellas, holding umbrellas for them.
Back in the room, Song Chujiu hesitated for a moment and said to Xiao Moqing: "Go take a hot shower first."
Although the weather here is hot, there is still a possibility of catching a cold.
She didn¡¯t get too wet, so it didn¡¯t matter. But Xiao Moqing was all wet
Yes, she just doesn¡¯t want Xiao Moqing to get sick again because of this incident, and she will have to take care of him then.
Song Chujiu told herself that she just didn¡¯t want to cause any more trouble.
Xiao Moqing took a deep look at her and nodded.
There were bursts of thunder outside the window. From the looks of it, the rain would not stop for a while.
After Song Chujiu changed into a set of clean clothes, he stared blankly at the heavy rain outside the window.
Her heart was like the gloomy sky at this moment, dull and blocked, and even vaguely irritable.
I don¡¯t know how long it took, but Song Chujiu¡¯s thoughts were interrupted by the sound of the bathroom door opening.
She turned around subconsciously.
The man was wearing a pure white bathrobe, with the collar slightly open, revealing a fair and strong chest with clear and muscular texture, and a mermaid line on his abdomen that is reminiscent of a mermaid.
Song Chujiu¡¯s heart skipped a beat, ¡°Didn¡¯t you bring any clean clothes?¡±
"Well, I forgot to bring it." Xiao Moqing's black eyes were calm.
Song Chujiu's breathing was slightly disordered. She turned her head and said calmly: "I'll go find a set of clean clothes for you."
As he spoke, Song Chujiu walked past him with his head lowered.
Someone suddenly held his wrist, and Song Chujiu's eyelids twitched, as if he had been burned by something, and he suddenly shook off the man's hand.
Xiao Moqing's deep eyes stared at her tightly, and the hand holding her was as hard to shake as an iron vice.
"Xiao Moqing!" Song Chujiu's voice rose, "Let go."
The man looked at her deeply, his dark pupils seemed to be on fire.
Being looked at by him with such eyes, Song Chujiu felt like his whole body was on fire.
"You still care about me." Xiao Moqing came to her side, his sweet voice was clear and low, with an unknown temptation. "Do you still care about me?"
Song Chujiu¡¯s heart skipped a beat and he looked at the man beside him.
Those dark black eyes stared at her lightly, like a magnet that sucked people's soul. As long as she raised her head slightly, she could touch the man's thin lips.
Song Chujiu pursed his lips and looked away.
¡°I just don¡¯t want to take care of you like I did before¡ Ugh!¡±
Before she could finish her words, someone kissed her lips suddenly.
The scorching temperature spread from his body. The man was like a beast that had been hungry for a long time. Song Chujiu's lips, teeth and breath were filled with his breath.
The sound of rain outside the window hit the glass window, but the room was filled with a hot and ambiguous temperature.
After everything was over, Xiao Moqing picked up the woman and took a shower as before.
"No need." Song Chujiu's lazy and hoarse voice sounded, "I can wash it myself."
The marriage between them does not need so many misunderstandings. For some things, it is enough to just point them out.
It is easy to form a habit, but difficult to break it.
She didn¡¯t want to be greedy for his warmth, because she had already tasted enough of the pain of bone erosion.
She should not continue to jump into the abyss, knowing that she was waiting for her. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com