Su Shengsheng walked over stiffly and sat down sideways on the white marble by the bathtub.

On the surface of the water was a soft layer of foam, stacked on top of each other, reaching his chest, hiding the undulations of the reverie-inducing lines.

Luo Yuting leaned back in the bathtub, raised his head slightly, his hair was a little wet, a few strands were on his smooth forehead, his eyes were slightly drooping, and the tails of his eyes had a trace of upward arc, looking at her lazily and casually.

"Wash your hair."

"Your hands are not injured, and your shoulders are almost better, can't you wash them yourself?" She said.

After all, her hand was already holding the shampoo that had been placed aside.

"What if the wound bursts?" He looked up at her, his dark jade eyes glowing.

Su Shengsheng knew that he couldn't refuse him, but he also said: "If it cracks, it will crack, and it will be a big deal to accompany you to the hospital." ”

Her gaze was from top to bottom, meeting his gaze.

Luo Yuting suddenly laughed, his tight lines softened in an instant, and he said lightly: "You mean it really? ”

He rarely smiles, especially when he is truly relaxed.

The eyebrows are trimmed and the nose is straightened, the eyebrows and eyes are bent up just right, and the thin lips are raised, which is arbitrary and casual.

Such an angular outline, there is still a bit of the appearance of a teenager in her memory.

Su Shengsheng was in a trance, and his small chin was lightly pecked by him.

"Don't get distracted when I'm talking to you." He said.

Su Shengsheng glared at him with some weakness, and smeared the shampoo on his hair rudely.

It wasn't the first time she had washed him, she had washed him two or three times during the time he had been injured.

I worked a little harder today.

Luo Yuting raised his head and closed his eyes, as if he was enjoying it, and only a slight movement of his brow revealed his feelings.

"What, angry?" He said lightly.

Su Shengsheng pushed his head hard, "What do I have to be ashamed of?" ”

Luo Yuting opened his eyes and looked at her casually, as if he could penetrate her.

"I said, let's get in touch in a different way, and you can know more." His voice was low and hoarse.

"This has always been valid," he continued, "and I'm a little curious when you'll ask me. ”

Su Shengsheng's hand froze, his eyes flashed slightly, "Are you sure you can answer my question now?" ”

"Or would you be kind enough to help me wash the bubble off and ask?"

Su Shengsheng's answer was to press him directly into the water.

Luo Yuting was caught off guard for a while, choked on saliva, slowly wiped off the water and foam on her face, and grabbed a pair of her wrists without hesitation.

"Hey, what do you want to do?!" The instinctive sense of crisis made Su Shengsheng quickly retreat.

But it's still a step slow.

The world swirled for a while, and when she reacted again, she was already soaking in the bathtub, face to face with Luo Yuting.

She froze, looking at him in complete disbelief.

He still had a calm and breezy face, smiled lightly and grabbed her waist, put her on his body, and said, "Now, you can ask." ”

Between her and him, only an inch away, there were still a few drops of water on his handsome face that had not yet been erased, and a maliciously, lazy smile.

"You're happy?" She gritted her teeth.

Luo Yuting retracted the curvature of his lips, leaned close to her ear, and said, "Of course, I have long wanted to do this to you." ”

His wicked smile magnified in front of her, and she couldn't help it, and thumped him on the shoulder.

"Shhh ”