Just then.

"The ginger soup you asked me to cook, sir, is ready. I'll bring it to you." It's the maid's voice.

He spoke German and couldn't understand it, so there was no other expression on his face except for blushing and shyness.

But Bo chengjue is different. He has a black face and makes white foam puzzled.

"Damn it!"

The second time, Bo chengjue felt that he and his followers might have been enemies in the last life, so in this life, those servants tried their best to abuse him.

Almost ate the foam, but was interrupted by the maid.

The last time I was drunk, this time I was ready to talk, again.

He could bear it hard, but he could not ignore her body.

Kissing the corners of her lips, he rolled out of bed and put on his clothes.

White foam took advantage of this gap, put the clothes off by Bo chengjue and put them back on his body.

Bo chengjue returned to the bed with a bowl of ginger soup in one hand. He frowned when he saw the white foam clothes neatly put on his body.

"How do you put on your clothes?"

"Keke Keke..."

she was choked by this sentence.

What is putting on clothes? Is he not happy when she is dressed in front of him? She doesn't wear clothes and he flies with joy?

"You don't mind taking it off later?

"You, you, you..." she was too shy to say anything, but Bo chengjue was really a plain light, which was reasonable.

"I don't want to take it off."

Bo chengjue took the bowl of ginger soup with displeasure, picked up the spoon with his hand, took a mouthful of the soup, blew it thoughtfully, and then handed it to the mouth of white foam.

She frowned and smelled ginger, and she was disgusted: "I don't like the smell of ginger."

"If you don't drink, how can you drive off the cold?"

White foam thought of what, took the spoon in Bo chengjue's hand, pretended to put it into his mouth, and then he teased him to send it to Bo chengjue's mouth.

The disgust in his eyes was bigger than hers.

"Don't you like ginger, too?"

"Well."

Put the spoon in the bowl and say, "I don't drink it."

He tried to coax her: "good drink, or you will be ill."

She shook her head.

He said, "then I drink half, you drink half?"

Is he going to drink with her?

Bo chengjue drank half a bowl first, and his sword eyebrows frowned slightly.

"Yes."

Foam closed his eyes and swallowed ginger soup into his stomach with a stuffy breath.

She didn't expect that Bo chengjue would have such an idea.

When he got to bed, he didn't wear any clothes on his upper body, but only wore a pair of pajamas on his lower body. He was still used to the same way. He used to use his hands as a pillow to let her head press down, and he hooped her around her waist and took her into his arms.

Because drink hot ginger soup, both of them have a kind of heat.

Foam nest in his arms, smell his male hormone breath, there is a sense of security.

Both her body and his body had the same smell of shower gel. When she moved into his arms, she felt something as hard as iron against her abdomen.

She just moved a little, and he felt it.

Foam closed her eyes, pretended to be dead, and went to sleep, but heard a heavy breathing spray on her hair above her head.

Foam laughed evil and moved in his arms.

She heard him say a damn thing, so she got out of bed and went into the bathroom.

Soon after, the sound of running water came from the bathroom.

He may be taking a cold bath, but in such a cold weather, he still takes a cold bath?

But why does he wash cold water? Isn't it her fault?

Today is his birthday. It's not good for her to play with him like this, right?

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