Jing Jiaren wanted to sleep where she was going to sleep tonight, this room couldn't accommodate her anymore, and she didn't want to sleep in a room full of Ximen Longting-

No matter where she slept, she was doomed to insomnia tonight.

"Young Master." When the servants saw the people coming in, they all moved.

Jing Jiaren's heart tightened, she lowered her head, her hands were tightly twisted, and she didn't look at her.

Simon Longting didn't seem to see her, and walked straight into the bathroom.

Jing Jiaren turned her head and walked out of the room, and before she could go out, a servant came out of the bathroom and said, "Miss Jing, come here." ”

Jing Jiaren's back froze: "What's the matter?" ”

"The young master asked you to come over and help him take a bath."

Jing Jiaren clenched her fists, she thought that he would not pay attention to her tonight, but now what is going to happen? She didn't want to go, but she didn't want to disobey him and make him angry at such a time.

Jing Jiaren walked in, and the maid immediately withdrew and closed the door.

Simon Longting sat in the empty bathtub, his head half-hanging, his bangs covering his eyes, and he couldn't see what his expression was.

Jing Jiaren bit her lower lip, just before leaving, Zuihou should do something for him.

She walked over to help him release the water.

Due to absent-mindedness, I accidentally hit the hottest gear......

The hot water suddenly flowed out, and Jing Jiaren's hands were immediately scalded, she hurriedly turned off the water and looked at Ximen Longting who was sitting at the other end of the bathtub.

Luckily, the hot water didn't flow as fast.

It was Jing Jiaren, and the back of her hand was immediately burned red.

There was a burning pain, she gritted her teeth, not wanting to provoke Ximen Longting's attention, and readjusted the water temperature.

While the water was stored, she opened the wall cabinet and took out a series of supplies such as shower gel and placed them on the shelves next to the bathtub.

Then there are all kinds of towels, bath towels.

Ximen Longting sat there silently, without saying a word, and his whole body was shrouded in a cold and gloomy aura.

Jing Jiaren turned around and looked at him, only to find that he hadn't even taken off his shoes!

Damn, it's going to stain the ...... of putting haode water

Jing Jiaren quickly bent over, helped him take off his shoes and socks, let go of the water he had just received, and re-stored it.

"Do you take off your clothes and pants yourself, or will I help you?"

“……”

"Do you hear me?" Jing Jiaren raised her voice.

Damn, she couldn't stay in this oppressive atmosphere for a moment.

She turned around and wanted to leave, when a cold voice came: "It's been a week, and it's not time yet." ”

Jing Jiaren's footsteps froze: "Then do you want me to help you take it off?" ”

He stopped talking.

I really hate that he is so gloomy and doesn't say anything......

Jing Jiaren fell back and helped him unbutton his shirt one by one.

He hung his face, the back of her red hand fell into his sight, and his figure seemed to move slightly, but there was no next move.

Jing Jiaren helped him open all the buttons, revealing the man's strong and powerful lines: "Hand, please lift it." ”

Ximen Longting symbolically lifted it, and it was not convenient for her to take it off at all.

It took Jing Jiaren a while to pull it off, and then went to help him untie his belt and pants.

He sat in the bathtub all the time, his pants pressed and couldn't come down at all.

Jing Jiaren gasped twice: "Can you stand up?" ”

Ximen Longting raised his body indifferently, pulled off his pants with one hand, and peeled them off along with his underwear. Jing Jiaren looked away, feeling a gust of wind blowing through his ears, and his pants were thrown to the ground.