Endless Pampering Only For You

"Is this scar really falling?"

"Yes."

"How did he fall?" Looking at the stitched wound, how did he fall out?

Yin Shaoxing replied casually, "I haven't remembered a long time ago."

In fact, he is the kind of person who has never forgotten, and it is impossible to not remember, but these injuries cannot tell her the truth.

Mu Xiaoxiao wiped his back and raised his hand to continue wiping.

"Well, it's almost wiped."

"Wait." Yin Shaoyan suddenly covered her little hand to keep her away. "And I didn't wipe it in front."

"Hey, don't make a fool of yourself, what you mean is rubbing your back, doesn't it belong to your back?" Mu Xiaoxiao became smarter now, and argued with him.

Yin Shaojie chuckled, this girl is quite clever.

He said, "Everything is wiped, so you can help me wipe more, it doesn't matter?"

Mu Xiaoxiao's mind emerged from his manly chest and abs muscles, swallowed and swallowed, and said, "Wipe more? Wipe the chest?"

"Um." Yin Shaoji answered.

"Okay." Mu Xiao carefully waved his head and agreed, "You turn around."

Yin Shaoxi turned around, and his slightly wet black hair was lifted with his fingers, and his casual handsomeness had a different charm.

"Wipe here?" Mu Xiaoxiao asked, his little hand reaching over, grabbing the towel and rubbing it on his chest.

The attractive pectoral muscles are just around the corner.

Mu Xiao jumped carefully, his eyes seemed to be stuck on it, and he couldn't move for a while.

Why does this guy's figure become better ...

There is foam on the towel, wipe it over, leaving a trace of foam.

Rubbing, rubbing his little hand down, rubbing the clear abs.

"Well, wipe it!" She wiped it very quickly this time, taking less than half a minute.

Yin Shao held her, his lips slightly hooked, and there was some enthusiasm in the black eyes. "There is no place to wipe it."

"Everything was wiped, but not anywhere?" She rubbed his waist again casually.

Is there nothing missing here?

"Below," Yin Shaoxi said slowly.

"Where?" Mu Xiaoxiao restrained himself, his eyes stayed on his abdominal muscles, and he dared not look down.

"Below." Yin Shaoji repeated again, with a smile in his magnetic voice.

Mu Xiaoxiao paused and noticed.

But it was too late, her little hand was caught by him, and she reached into the water ...

Mu Xiaoxiao's face flushed, thinking what to do.

Is it really necessary to help him wipe the bottom?

Just then, a pleasant bell rang.

The phone on the sink turned on the screen.

"My phone is ringing!" She said hastily, as if she had found an excuse.

"It's Qiqing again?" Yin Shao frowned. "She won't ask you to discuss what 'sexual goods'?"

Hearing this, Mu Xiaoxiao's heart froze, and he was afraid that it was really Han Qiqing who called. If he got a call, Qi Qing accidentally said that he had leaked something.

Oh my god, she's really going to get a heart attack from Qi Qing today.

She hurriedly stood up, and didn't wipe her wet hands, so she walked over to the sink to get her mobile phone.

"Maybe someone else! Not necessarily Qi Qing."

"Ignore her!" Yin Shaoji said, dissatisfied with her leaving.

He still needs her to soothe him.

However, she took the phone and did not go back, but opened the door and ran.

"Take a bath yourself! I'll take a call!"

"Mu Xiaoxiao, come back to me!"