The extremely luxurious bathroom adopts European style design, crystal chandeliers and reliefs on the wall. Every detail is exquisite and perfect.

Xia Yihan put the water in the wide bathtub, walked down the steps, hung his head and stood two meters away from the bathtub, waiting for young master ye to come in and take a bath.

Thinking about facing the man of red fruit for a while, she was very nervous.

If she only waited on him to take a bath, she could bear to bite her teeth, but who knows if he will suddenly lose weight? He is so tall that if he forcibly knocks her down

No, no, there are too many women who want to climb into master Ye's bed. He is so picky about women that he must not see her.

Of course, she didn't want him to see her.

Ye Zimo walked into the bathroom and didn't look at Xia Yihan, which made her a little relieved. He reached for the button and naturally took off all his clothes in front of her, and his clothes and trousers were scattered on the ground.

Xia Yihan didn't dare to look at him at all. She bent down, picked up his clothes and put them in a special place. She went back to her place and stood down.

Her face was involuntarily flushed, and her eyes didn't know where to look.

I don't know when ye Zimo's eyes stopped on her embarrassed face, and then on her constantly stirring hands, an indescribable arc floated around the corners of his mouth.

A few seconds later, he gracefully stepped up the steps and into the bathtub.

"Come and wipe my back." He gave an order. Xia Yihan silently picked up a towel, walked up the steps and stood behind him.

She tried to calm herself, but she still had to take a few deep breaths before she had the courage to pass her hand.

Just think of him as a child. It doesn't matter to bathe the child.

She hypnotized herself over and over again and put the towel on him with trembling hands.

As soon as I met him, he suddenly turned around and scared her almost threw away the towel.

"Look at me!"

There was an irresistible force in his voice.

She looked at him in panic and found that his deep eyes were like magic, which would attract her, which made her more nervous.

She had to look down and stay on his tight lips.

His lips are thin and well shaped.

The way she looked at his lips was tempting and sexy, and his eyes couldn't help getting hot.

Just when she wanted to avoid his hot sight, his big hand suddenly cut through the water and stretched out from the bathtub. He caught her wrist and pulled it with a little force. With a "crash", she fell firmly onto his strong body.

Her skirt was soaked and stuck to her body, and her exquisite curve was at a glance. A lot of water overflowed from the bathtub, rushed down the steps, and the marble floor was flooded.

His sudden move surprised Xia Yihan. After a second or two, she struggled hard on him.

His iron arm clasped her waist. It didn't seem to use much strength, but she couldn't move at all.

The more they struggle, the closer they get. Their posture was so ambiguous that she didn't know how nervous and afraid they were.

He... He's not really thin, is he?

"You..." As soon as she said a word, her lips were pressed by his sudden lips, and all the words behind were sealed back.

His moist lips gently absorbed her tender mouth, and the feeling of crispness quickly spread from his lips to her whole body, and her body naturally trembled.

At that moment, her brain was almost blank, so she looked at him in a daze. He was a perfect handsome face.

He felt her astringency, which had not been touched by a man. He had an impulse to kiss.

He did read countless women, but he never wanted to kiss a woman like he does now.

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