Youhuan has indeed been soaked for a long time, and it took all her strength just to get dressed, and after fastening her belt, she sat on the ground weakly, panting heavily, and her arms were trembling.

Zhao Huajin heard the subtle movement behind him and asked, "Are you dressed?" ”

You Huan eased her breath and tried to get up with her hands on the ground, but she couldn't succeed, so she could only respond in a dumb voice: "I'm dressed, but I'm dizzy." ”

Zhao Huajin turned around, and then saw Youhuan sitting limply on the ground.

"My clothes are wet." Zhao Huajin squatted down, her eyes fell on the hem of Youhuan's underwear, the thin underwear became transparent after being soaked in water, and stuck to Youhuan's ankles, highlighting the delicate wrist bones of her ankles.

Youhuan pursed the corners of her lips, her instinct for danger made her subconsciously retract her feet, but she was soon held by a hand again.

You Huan was startled, her hands were propped up on the ground backwards, and her left foot was held by Zhao Huajin and raised slightly.

"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince!" Youhuan called out as if reminded.

The delicate touch under the palm of his hand made Zhao Huajin a little reluctant to let go, Zhao Huajin's eyes seemed to roll up a deep whirlpool, he raised his eyes, Youhuan's beautiful face was dyed red, and a pair of deer eyes were covered with a layer of mist, as if if he did too much, Youhuan would cry.

In terms of teasing, Youhuan dared to say that he didn't dare to do it, while Zhao Huajin just wanted to do it, not want to say it.

You Huan could see the lust in Zhao Huajin's eyes.

It's already the second time.

Youhuan's five fingers slowly closed, the corners of her lips tightened, she mustered up great courage, withdrew her feet, and threw herself into Zhao Huajin's arms, hugging his neck.

"I can do it, if His Royal Highness the Crown Prince wants me." Youhuan has seen too many men who have such thoughts about her, and she has also felt disgusted, but Zhao Huajin is different.

Zhao Huajin's hand stroked You Huan's back with restraint, You Huan said last time that he still had a cinnabar mole on his back, and he wanted to see it.

"Do you like Hongu?" Zhao Huajin's breath spread around Youhuan's neck, Youhuan's body was extremely sensitive, and she couldn't help but squint, like a cat.

But Youhuan didn't flinch this time, but hugged Zhao Huajin harder, "I like it." ”

Zhao Huajin's breathing sank a little, hugged Youhuan, and asked, "What kind of like?" Because Hongu saved you and helped you, do you want to be grateful to Hongu and make a promise? ”

Youhuan buried her face in Zhao Huajin's shoulder socket and hid her rising face.

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince knew that this was not the case, not because of gratitude, but he just wanted to force her to say it very badly.

You Huan bit her lip and said in a trembling voice: "No, it's me who has moved my heart for His Highness." ”

You Huan's hand clenched because of nervousness, and continued: "I think His Highness has always spoiled me, indulged me, and treated me well. ”