Chapter 16: Wipe Your Hands
"Oh!"
He lowered his head and quickly wiped his little hands, feeling the smooth fabric rubbing the skin on his hands, and sighed again, being rich is capricious......
Even the brocade for wiping hands is so extravagant......
Mo Li looked at the little girl in front of her and rubbed the delicate skin on her hands vigorously, and a trace of displeasure flashed in her eyes. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info
Reached out and took the brocade handkerchief in her hand, took her hand and gently wiped it.
"Why are you so hard, doesn't it hurt?"
Looking at the little girl's little red hands, Mo Li's unhappy voice revealed a coldness.
"It's okay, it doesn't hurt!"
The texture of Jinpa is so silky, how can it hurt?
However, looking at the cold gaze from the man, Ning Qianqian closed her mouth in a timely manner.
Gently wiped Ning Qianqian's two little hands clean, and threw Jinpa out casually.
It was as if what he had lost was not a precious cloud satin, but just an ordinary strip of cloth.
That action is smooth, and you know that you do it often at a glance.
"Alright, wipe it!"
Ning Qianqian looked at another white brocade that appeared in front of her speechlessly.
How many brocade bands did this man carry with him?
"Why don't you wipe it yourself?"
Looking at the way he wiped himself just now, it was obvious that he didn't let him wipe it because he disliked the stain being too dirty.
"Didn't you put it on?"
Listening to the man's doubtful words, Ning Qianqian was speechless and choked......
All right!
Just wipe it, it's not a big deal.
Reaching out to take the brocade hand, he grabbed the man's hand and wiped it seriously.
Mo Li looked down at the little girl who was seriously wiping her hands, her smooth fingertips occasionally slid across her skin, her fingertips were warm, and the slight touch seemed to carry a trace of electricity, bringing bursts of trembling.
"Alright, wipe it clean!"
Mo Li came back to his senses and looked down at his wrist, which had regained its whiteness.
"Hmmm!
He stretched out his other hand and shook it, as if he was reminiscing about the wonderful feeling just now.
"Let's go!"
took the already dirty brocade in Ning Qianqian's hand and threw it out casually.
What a loser......
"Where are you going?"
Looking at someone who was already familiar with holding her hand and walking forward, Ning Qianqian looked puzzled.
"Bathing!"
Bathing, bathing, bathing, why does he want to take a bath, is it possible to let himself serve him to take a bath? Remember, it seems that people of status in ancient times had this habit.
And what is this person's habit, taking a bath in broad daylight.
"In that case, I don't have to go!"
If you want to serve, go find your own maid!
Ning Qianqian hurriedly withdrew her hand and stood in place looking at someone in front of her!
"You don't wash?"
Mo Li was stunned for a moment, and a hint of surprise flashed in her ink-colored pupils.
Do you want to wash with yourself?
"I don't have the habit of taking a bath with others, so you have to wash yourself!"
Listening to Ning Qianqian's angry tone, Mo Li's face showed a rare look of doubt.
Suddenly, as if she understood something, Mo Li raised her slender eyebrows, and the smile on the corner of her mouth became more and more melodious, like a little red plum blooming in the cold winter, and the scenery was infinite.
"Girl, what do you want? It's not that Benhou wants to take a bath, but to let you go, do you want to be so dirty all the time?"
Stretched out his finger and nodded at Ning Qianqian's wrinkled little nose.
"Or ...... If you want to do this, it's not impossible. ”
Leaning closer to Ning Qianqian's body, her gorgeous lips covered her ears, and she exhaled like an orchid, bringing out a rippling breath.