Miss Crazy Seven

Chapter 1130 The Last Tenderness ([-])

Is the little girl trying to challenge him?

Rong Beilan raised his eyebrows, "Gong Wujue, the first person to eat your braised pork with potatoes."

Su Changle tried her best to hold back a smile, "No, absolutely not, how could my first time be given to Gong Wujue?"

Rong Beilan's face darkened even more, "What, do you still want to give him the first time?"

Su Changle stared, "You're misinterpreting what I mean, you clearly know that's not what I'm talking about."

"Humph."

Seeing the blood oozing from the snow-white gauze on his chest, Su Changle felt a little distressed, "It's just cooking him a meal, why are you so fussy."

It made her and Gong Wujue seem to be stealing love in the kitchen.

"It's not an example."

Rong Beilan snorted coldly, pointed to the bowl in her hand, Su Changle smiled, and handed it to him.

He must be really hungry, he cleaned up the full porridge in a short while, wiped the corners of his mouth gracefully, and looked at Su Changle.

"Why, what else?"

"No."

Su Changle was slightly embarrassed, "Then what do you see me doing?"

"Go get me some bath water."

His chest heaved for a while, and he raised his finger to point at his nose and wanted to resist. He shot him coldly, and quickly withdrew his hands and shrank his neck and walked out, "Okay, Prince, I will go and prepare it for you."

The bathroom was right next to her. After boiling the water, he was ready to call Rong Beilan. He had been waiting for a long time at the door topless, leaning slightly on the door frame with a lazy expression.

"You..." Su Changle's pretty face turned pink, and she hurriedly looked away, "Go by yourself, the water is ready."

"En," he snorted, seeing Su Changle was about to go back to the house, he hurriedly pulled her back.

"Where is Le'er going?"

Su Changle glared at him, "I asked the question knowingly, I will definitely go back to sleep and prepare for tomorrow's competition."

"Le'er," Rong Beilan's thick eyelashes trembled, and he pointed to his chest, "I was hurt because of you."

Su Changle frowned, "It's not that I begged you to do this."

"It's for Le'er's good anyway, shouldn't Le'er help me take a bath in person?"

Su Changle shuddered, remembering the scene of soaking in hot springs with him one day, trembling all over, "You can find An Cheng."

"An Cheng returned to Chaoyun very early."

"The place where you hurt is not on the hand."

"

Rong Beilan sighed softly, "Le'er is so heartless, my husband didn't care about her because of her injury."

Su Chang was very happy, and put one hand on her hip, "When did you become my husband?"

"Indisputable fact." He replied lazily.

Just as she was about to run away, her back suddenly stiffened, and she stared at him with wide eyes, "You, are you kidding me, let me help you take a bath?"

"You are my woman," he nodded, taking it for granted, "I'm hurt, shouldn't you serve me?"

You have to know that I have to take a bath for you even if I serve you, I wouldn't even drink that half bowl of blood if I was killed!

He was still leaning against the door frame, with his hands crossed over his chest, his handsome face was covered with a faint layer of mist, which was very mysterious, and the gauze on his chest, which had just been changed, was stained red with blood again, Su Changle felt his heart tighten, and inexplicably compromised , turned around and warned, "Go and sit in the bathtub first, and be careful of the wound." After a pause, "By the way, don't take off your pants."

"How do you take a shower without taking off your pants?" Rong Beilan teased with a narrow smile.

"Then, then you should wrap yourself in a bath towel, or else just find a male disciple to help you."

Her bathtub was very shallow, if Rong Beilan sat in it naked, she would definitely be able to see... Su Changle could only feel that her face was hot and her head was about to smoke.

(End of this chapter)