Deep Pampering: The Black Emperor's Bone Erosion Lingering

Call back, wait.

Chang Che's mood became better again, and he looked at the ceiling by himself, thinking that he would speak soft words to her later to make her happy, forget it, who made himself a man.

As a result, after waiting for a long time, just as the phone was connected, there was an incoherent hello over there.

Hey, hey you, don't you usually call Che directly?

Missy, she must still be angry.

Chang Che slandered inwardly, his tone restrained: "Yingying, I've arrived at the base."

"Oh." It was another monosyllable that was neither cold nor cold.

"I just came back to deal with something urgent. I'll see you next time I'm free. Don't give birth to Yingying, okay? I'll bring you a gift next time."

"casual."

Chang Che was going crazy. "Are you still angry? Well, well, I was wrong, I apologize to you, I deeply reflect on it, and I will never do anything you don't like without asking for your consent in the future, eh?"

"You won't, you are that kind of virtue, I understand it, you are not poisonous and not a husband, you are that kind of person." The other party said a few more words, but none of them were pleasant.

Where is he non-toxic and not a husband?

He didn't care about her much.

He apologized in such a low profile, with such a temper, and his enthusiasm was like being poured by a basin of cold water. Chang Che coughed twice, and his tone also calmed down: "Then you have a good rest, I hang up. Call you again."

After speaking, hang up, throw away the phone, undress, and go to the bathroom to take a shower.

While walking, he muttered: It is difficult to raise a woman and a villain.

With the blue sea and clear sky, Chang Che sunbathed in the bathroom, washed away his exhaustion, and felt much better.

The door was ajar, and suddenly I heard footsteps from far to near.Chang Che looked in the direction of the door and raised his voice: "Who is outside?"

"I'm Isa." Isa put the food on the table, walked towards the bathroom, stopped at the door of the bathroom, and said in a low voice.

Through the curtain, one can see a man bathing in the pool. His wheat-colored chest muscles are faintly visible under the cover of the curtain, which makes people imagine.

The outline of Chang Che's side face seemed to be filled with the light of the Holy Spirit. Yisa was fascinated by it, as if his eyes were frozen and he couldn't move his eyes away.

"Come in."

Yisa was startled, but she didn't expect that what she was waiting for was Chang Che's commanding tone. Go in, her footsteps were faster than her brain's reaction, and she had already opened the curtain involuntarily and walked in.

Chang Che stretched out his hands and leaned against the edge of the pool. His brows did not relax, as if disturbed by some trouble, he frowned slightly. The water vapor lingered around him, and she felt so tight that she couldn't breathe.

"Come here and rub my back."

Yisha stood five steps away without moving her footsteps. She swallowed, forced herself to gather her thoughts, and then asked, "Aren't you afraid that I will take the opportunity to attack you?"

"Yifei only taught you how to kill people, but didn't teach you how to serve others?" All he got was Chang Che's indifferent question.

Of course it would, in fact, Iffy often asked her to rub his back.

"Not coming yet?" Chang Che's voice sank.

"Yes."

Isa said respectfully, then sat down, knelt by the pool, covered his wheat-colored back with a special back-rubbing towel, and there was no scar on that sturdy upper body, unlike Yifei , There are many large and small, deep and shallow scars on Yifei's back, which looks hideous.