The Handbook of Turning Over the Princess

Chapter 199 Who's Afraid of Who?

The white mist came from behind the smoky blue orchid screen.

This situation. . .

She turned to leave.

Even though there was a screen, the person behind the screen seemed to have a pair of see-through eyes. When she moved slightly, she was stopped, "Stop."

Mu Yanxi stood still and didn't turn her head, "Your Highness, after you finish bathing, I will make your bed for you."

Rong Da perverted to take a bath!!
Damn it, Yun Wu and Yun Xia didn't tell her anything and let her just come in.

Rong Chu's voice was a little deep, a little hoarse, and there was an indescribable charm. The lazy and weak voice would inevitably make people think, and he said in a low voice, "Come here."

Mu Yanxi's heart skipped a beat, and she took a few deep breaths to suppress the tension in her heart, "What does Your Highness want this servant to do?"

Rong Chu seemed to laugh lowly, "Why, you have the guts to forcefully kiss me in broad daylight, but now you're afraid?"

Mu Yanxi insisted, "Who's scared? What's so scary about slaves."

"Since you're not afraid, come here and rub your back for this king."

Rong Chu doesn't like being waited upon when taking a bath.

Even Yun Wu and Yun Xia never waited for him to take a bath.

It is said that he does not like others to touch his body.

Mu Yanxi couldn't help being surprised.

That person who was shy and angry because she pulled his clothes and looked at his body, now let her rub his back?

Originally.

A handsome man taking a bath must be extremely seductive.

Do not look white do not look.

If you miss this village, there will be no store.

But Mu Yanxi was still a little uneasy, if she really asked her to rub her back, that's all, because he was afraid that he didn't have any good intentions.

She stood firmly, motionless, "Your servant can't. Your Highness should find someone else."

"Since you won't come, I have no choice but to come out." There was a clatter, as if someone stood up from the tub.

Through the screen, one can vaguely see a slender figure swaying behind the screen.

There were white underwear and obscene trousers on the side shelf, but he didn't reach for them, and he had the tendency to walk out naked.

Mu Yanxi hurriedly shouted, "Wait a minute."

"I'm asking you again, I can't make it through." Rong Chu's voice was still deep and hoarse, and there was a little more playfulness in the laziness at this time.

"That's what you said. If the slaves don't serve you well in a while, Your Highness, don't regret it."

Take a shower, right?

Who is afraid of who.

Anyway, he was seen and touched, and he was not the one who suffered.

I have seen him naked, even when applying medicine to him. . .

Well, what's so scary about taking a bath! !
Mu Yanxi turned around with great pride, strode towards the back of the screen, and said as she walked, "The servant girl said ugly things in front of her. If the strength becomes lighter or heavier after a while, His Highness is not allowed to complain."

Rong Chu didn't make a sound, but saw his slender and hazy figure slowly lowering down again.

After walking behind the screen, even though she was already mentally prepared, Mu Yanxi's nose was stimulated by the alluring scenery in front of her, as if she had been cast by magic, she stared straight at the reclining Rong Chu in the bathtub.

His body was as white as jade, and the injuries he had suffered before had long since disappeared, and there were only some shallow marks left on the more serious injuries on his back, which could not be seen if he didn't pay attention.

The ink-like hair floats on the water, like the finest black satin.

The petals floating on the water are set against the satin-like blue silk, which looks like an excellent embroidery painting.

Because of the moisture, the pale face seemed to have been smeared with a layer of pickling. The faint crimson color was more beautiful than peach blossoms and more charming than crabapples.

There were drops of water on his forehead and slid down his face. . .
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(End of this chapter)