Getting Married One Night

The water vapor in the bathroom is dense. In addition to the sound of water, there are only two undulating breathing sounds.

Wen Nanzhi stood in front of Gong Shen in fear. At the moment when the zipper of the skirt was opened, the skirt slipped down her arm and fell at her feet.

She immediately raised her hands to protect her chest, loosened the button of her underwear behind her, and the layer of material in front of her chest became dispensable.

A little cinnabar mole on the chest is also as bright as blood beads jumping out of the depths of the skin.

The heat flushed her skin and glowed pink under the light. The traces left by the male technician pulling her became obvious.

From the shoulder to the waist, there are also obvious fingerprints on the legs.

Wen Nanzhi noticed Gong Shen's eyes slowly down her cheeks and scanned her three times from top to bottom. His eyes became more and more gloomy and terrible.

The hot air from the water in the bathtub clearly surrounded her, but she felt that her whole body was cold because of Gong Shen's eyes, and her legs could not help but close together.

She was so nervous and embarrassed that she even wanted to move and run away.

But when she turned around, Gong Shen supported the washing table behind her with his arms and imprisoned her in it.

"Where did he touch you?" Gong Shen's voice was like the cold air from the depths of the sea.

Wen Nan Zhi couldn't help shivering. She looked down at her whole body. Those traces have explained everything.

Gong Shen bent over slowly, making Wen Nanzhi feel as if he was shrouded in the darkness that the light could never shine on, and his voice trembled.

"He... He didn't succeed." she plucked up her courage and looked up. Her black and white eyes were stained with water mist, but she was also more firm.

But the palace Shen she saw was like an angry Beast. He couldn't bear the scarlet killing intention at the bottom of his eyes. When he turned his neck, he could hear the sound of muscles and bones ready to go.

She shrank in fear. She knew she was not Gong Shen's opponent at all.

Gong Shen glanced at Wen Nanzhi and saw that her whole body was red, and several red marks were close to the key parts.

Thinking about it, the rising flame at the bottom of Gong Shen's heart seemed to add a handful of fire oil, directly jumped into his brain and burned his eyes red.

Wen Nanzhi noticed the abnormality of Gong Shen. Just trying to explain, she was torn off her hands by Gong Shen. Her plain underwear was thrown on the ground. She stood rigidly on the ground, and the last cover on her body was torn off unprepared.

The rosy cheeks under the steaming heat quickly turned pale, and the body was like a statue frozen in an instant.

Gong Shen holds Wen Nanzhi's injured hand and throws her into the bathtub.

Wen Nanzhi fluttered twice with one hand and was dragged to the edge of the bathtub by Gong Shen.

"Cough..." she coughed violently and lay down by the bathtub.

Gong Chen stood in front of her, tore off his black shirt, showed his perfect figure, bent over and clasped her injured hand again.

When Gong Shen's slender fingers passed through the fingers of Wennan Zhizhi, her cough suddenly got stuck in her throat and stared at their tightly clasped hands.

Gong Shen's palms are hot and his fingers are thin. They are more symmetrical than women's hands. Even the arc of his fingers is perfect.

The big and long hands fastened and wrapped the small and soft hands of Wennan Zhizhi. The temperature of their palms blended with a strange feeling.

Before Wen Nanzhi could recover, Gong Shen's other hand had picked up a towel to scrub her whole body, especially where the male technician touched, and he was about to rub a layer of skin.

"Pain." Wen Nan Zhi looked at the red skin and raised his hand to block Gong Shen's hand.

Gong Chenyi pinched Wen Nanzhi's chin and forced her to approach his cheek. She saw the water droplets hanging on his long eyelashes, which seemed to enlarge his unhappy eyes a hundred times.

Wen Nanzhi could only bite the lip flap, put down his blocked hand, closed his eyes as if he had been humiliated, and let Gong Shen manipulate him.

Gong Shen didn't do anything to her, but he repeatedly cleaned every place she had been touched by others. Finally, regardless of the pain, he pulled her out of the bathtub.

Her rude behavior made her suffer a lot. It was more like torture in another way than helping her clean up.

When she was all wet and stood on a clean towel, Gong Shen finally loosened her.

Gong Shen didn't leave, naked his upper body, and the degree of muscle tension showed that his anger had not subsided.

He leaned against the wall, drew smoke from his pocket and lit it in the misty bathroom. The smoke he spit out was like a layer of white yarn to hide his eyes.

"Do you want me to help you wear it?" he sneered. His cold eyes pierced Wennan Zhizhi's body like a sharp blade through layers of water mist.

Wen Nanzhi turned his back to him, shook his head, grabbed a towel and dried the drops on his body.

Because there was a wound, it was inconvenient to wear clothes with sleeves, so she specially took a long red dress with Suspenders for easy wearing and taking off.

But now at the thought of Gong Shen looking at her behind her, no matter how good the skirt is, it's like tying thousands of knots. She's flustered and trembling.

After putting on her clothes, regardless of others, she turned and wanted to run. She opened the bathroom door. Gong Shen behind her said a word to her with her back.

"Wait for me."

Wen Nan Zhi's heart tingled slightly, clenched his teeth and rushed out. When he lowered his head, the water droplets on his hair slid down his cheeks.

……

Wen Nanzhi sat on the sofa in the living room, rubbing his hands with each other, trying to catch the passing temperature.

She lowered her head and stared at the palm of her injured hand. It was red, and the temperature of Gong Shen's palm remained on it. It was very hot.

At this time, she found that her injured hand was not stained with water at all.

Hearing the sound of the bathroom opening the door, she immediately clenched her hands, completely on alert.

Gong Shen walked from the bathroom to the moon door and stood straight across a white yarn.

Wen Nanzhi clearly saw Gong Shen's tall body depicted on the white yarn. Even if it was covered, he could clearly feel his momentum.

He looked up slightly, his arrogant eyes faintly passed through the white yarn, and said coldly, "come in."

"I, I'll just sleep on the sofa." Wen Nanzhi dared to speak.

The room was silent for a few seconds, and Wen Nanzhi stared at the layer of white yarn.

She saw two slender fingers stretched out from the gap of the white yarn, slightly opened the white yarn, exposed half of Gong Shen's face, charming face, Feng's eyes slightly picked, and her eyes were with irrefutable pride.

She stared at the half face and was slightly stunned.

"Come in," Gong Shen said word by word.

Wen Nanzhi got up stiff. She knew she couldn't escape, so she had to take a heavy step towards Gong Shen.

When she lifted the white veil, Gong Shen stuffed her lute into her hand.

She hugged the pipa carefully, as if she had caught a glimmer of life.

Maybe Gong Shen just couldn't sleep and wanted her to play the lute.