Aurora cursed in low voice as she bore the pain, "God damn it!"
She didn't care what the thinking was, as long as it didn't get in the way of her plans, "How's Lisen?"
"You're crippled and you still care about other men?" Cyril picked her up in one hand.
She was shocked by the sudden hug, "What are you doing?"
"Bathe the cat and keep my bed from getting dirty." He said in a lazy tone as he carried her toward the bathroom.
Cyril placed her in the bathroom chair, then drained the tub and got the pajamas, a routine that was easy to follow.
Aurora was admiring this decent family man and teased him in the same tone Cyril had used with her earlier, "OMG, I didn't see that you had two faces? Just now you were the dark CEO, but now you become a good family man?"
Cyril threw the towel in her face, "I didn't say I'd marry you, don't flatter yourself."
His words were like a pot of cold water that instantly doused all Aurora's excitement. She fidgeted with the towel in her hand, and then said coldly, "Get out, I'm getting undressed."
Cyril had a 'You can?' s expression and stood hesitantly by as she continued, "Don't lose your sense of proportion, we aren't on intimate terms."
Hearing this, he laughed in his heart.
Sense of proportion? Was there ever a sense of proportion between them? They never talk about sense of proportion in bed.
Without saying anything, he helped Aurora close the glass door of the bathroom, then sat alone on the bed and waited, watching the woman on the other side of the glass carefully undress.
Slender white body gradually revealed, she reached behind her back with both hands, then her underwear button was instantly unbuttoned, her ample breasts trembling up and down as she leaped on one foot.
Cyril leaned back slightly with his hands on the bed, staring motionlessly at the unsuspecting woman. His eyes always fixed on the woman's calf.
The gauze was wrapped round and round. Obviously the pain was unbearable, but she didn't say that. Just like at that time she loved Saxon so much and said that she was faithful to him, but he found out that she was still a virgin when she was on his bed.
Such a woman who is so precious about her modesty. Now she shamelessly says that she can marry anyone as long as she rides Sean Family's coattails.
"Aurora, Aurora, what the hell were you thinking?" Cyril muttered, "Do you love him?"
Aurora couldn't see out, the frosted glass blocking everything but the blurred outline of color. She carefully lay down into the tub, rested her injured leg on its side, poured a glass of red wine and began to enjoy it.
The fragrance of the rose bath gradually surrounded her, devouring the original pine fragrance in the room. Her whole body relaxed in the pool, the smell of wine and flowers intertwined. The water temperature is high, prompting her to be a little sleepy. As a result, she slowly lost consciousness
After a long time, she suddenly felt some coldness in the dream, as if her whole body was detached from boiling water, her body hanging in the air, and her waist and neck being imprisoned.
She tried to open her eyes, she couldn't see anything in the dimness. She thought that she was dreaming, then she unconsciously remembered the scene when her mother used to carry her to bed.
The man turned her upwards with force and held her more firmly.
It was a very secure chest, quiet and gentle. Someone gently laid her on the bed, she felt her eyelids was heavy, only tried to open her eyes when out of the water, then could not open them again.
The other man wiped her body with a soft towel, from her neck to her arms. His fingertips occasionally touched her skin, and she tingled and involuntarily shrank.
The heart was also swept by the soft towel, taking away all the water droplets. After the water vapor fading away, although she was a little cold, but felt a lot more comfortable, no longer like just now that there was a choking feeling.
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The dimly lit room had only moonlight spilling in and shining on the white body.
Cyril didn't help her put on her pajama, but the bed was already wet with water from her, so he put a bath towel on her and carried her into his bedroom.