Xia Xiaonuan was tightly bound by him, the man's stiff chest was close to her back, and the breath on his body was pierced all around, and the hot breath sprayed behind her ears, causing a burst of numbness and trembling.

The warm water flowed through her fingers, and she felt that her brain was almost blank for a moment, and she could only hear the sound of rushing water, and the sound of his breathing, wrapped around her ears, so clear, so warm and real.

Xiao Nuan feels like she's in a dream, this is supposed to be a plot that only happens in dreams, isn't it?

"See?" a hoarse, magnetic voice suddenly rang out, his voice spoke, his lips almost pressed to her ear, tugging at her heartstrings from time to time.

Xiao Nuan's cheeks were red, and she said almost helplessly, "You let go of me......"

"You're going to wash it again......"

Xia Xiaonuan felt like she was about to collapse. She was really afraid that she would suddenly pass out in his arms in the next second.

This is obviously a malicious teasing, but it seems to be well-founded...... High-sounding, she really couldn't find an excuse to refute him for a while.

She took the towel he handed her and began to wash.

Vaguely feeling a breath echoing in her ears, she raised her eyes slightly to see a misty mirror, he put his lips behind her ear, and gently closed his eyes.

Seems to be sniffing something......

She was so worried about it that she quickly withdrew her gaze and wrung out the towel.

"I'm done. She said, as if she had just woken up from a dream, and pushed his body away with all her might.

Nangong Yaoling took a step back, he seemed to be looking at her carelessly, but his deep gaze was like a cheetah staring at his prey.

It makes her feel like a transparent little white rabbit, as if she has been seen through from the inside out.

She hung her head and handed the towel over.

"You wipe it yourself. ”

"Why?" he asked.

“……”

"You...... Don't you have hands?"

"You stained me, why should I wipe it myself?"

“……”

"Or do you want to give me a new one for the identical shirt?" Seeing that Xiao Nuan didn't buy it, Nangong Yaoling immediately showed his killer feature.

Xia Xiaonuan had no choice but to walk up to him obediently.

Because of his tall stature, when Xiao Nuan helped him wipe his face, he had to stand on tiptoe, and the eldest young master didn't mean to cooperate with her at all, just closed his eyes with a look of enjoyment.

Xia Xiaonuan looked at the well-defined face in front of her, she hadn't seen her for three years, she couldn't say what had changed, it seemed that her facial features were still the same. However, even if you close your eyes, you can still feel that he has a different temperament from the past.

If I have to say the change, it is that I feel that some of the exposed edges on his body are hidden, hidden in his unfathomable eyes, hidden in his mature masculine face after being precipitated by the years.

He's ...... now. I guess I'm almost thirty years old.

Her babies are all over three years old, yes, they're all old.

For some reason, she suddenly felt the tip of her nose sour, and she hurriedly wiped his face and then wiped some coffee stains from his neck.

Then there is the chest......

Xiao Nuan tried to pretend not to see his sexy chest muscles, as well as the two little strawberries on his chest.

However...... When the towel landed on his lower abdomen, the looming abdominal muscles still made her swallow involuntarily.

"You don't think you have a feeling for my body, do you?" Suddenly, a voice sounded above his head, magnetic and ambiguous

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