"I'm not a glass doll." Shenlian Yingyue said it helplessly when he was so cautious.
She came down from his lap and washed herself professionally from head to toe. Her hands were not gentle, and she washed herself quickly.
As she was washing herself, she habitually hummed a song. Even if her movements were as natural as normal people washing, she seemed to be like a seductive witch who seduced a certain foxy man.
Helan Yuze's pampered smile emerged on his wet face. The drops of water slid down on his crystal-clear skin. The faint cyan blood vessels faintly appeared on his extremely fair skin.
His narrow, foxy eyes exuded charming temptation. His long, black waterfall-like hair stuck to his muscular back and beautiful chest muscles.
"Yue, let's do it." Helan Yuze suddenly held her slender waist. He swallowed his saliva as his eyes saw her fully developed breasts.
