After changing all the things on the bed, they sent away Father Liu and Mother Liu who came to inquire, and the two of them returned to the house.
The windows were open, the gentle wind blew in, and the gauze fluttered.
Xihe paid attention to Liu Yu's expression: "Husband, can you go and wash up?"
Liu Yu nodded, but refused to let go of her hand. Xihe had no choice but to follow her into the bath behind.
The heat was rising, the fog was thick, and the scenery inside was blurry and indistinct.
To Xi He's surprise, Liu Yu actually put down the curtain. Except for the sound of water flowing up and falling down on both sides, it was surprisingly quiet.
She felt a little complicated, stood up, put on her robe and went back to the bedroom.
After a while, Liu Yu also came back. His clothes were wrapped tightly and his face was flushed by the heat.
It looks like he looks much better.
"Husband."
Xihe tilted her head, and the young man lay beside her hesitantly.
Seeing that he was motionless, Xihe bit her lower lip, stepped forward and lay on the young man's chest. She felt his whole body stiffen, and her heart ached. She stroked his face with pity: "I never said I wouldn't let you touch me. its me."
Liu Yu's body was still stiff, and his face became increasingly pale.
Xihe was immediately frightened and immediately turned over and sat up: "What's wrong with you? Does it hurt somewhere?"
Liu Yu turned his face away and said with a hint of forbearance in his voice: "You come down first."
Xihe? ? ?
She lowered her head and realized that her posture at this time was a bit thought-provoking, and...feeling the imminent urge to move, she stiffened, ah.
However, when she was stunned, Liu Yu's face instantly turned pale.
Strong arms picked her up and pushed her down on the bed. He retracted his arms and the young man sat on the edge of the bed with his back to her, his whole body dejected: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to do it."
There was no sound behind him, and the young man's tall body gradually began to tremble.
Suddenly, he stood up, walked to the table, opened the drawer, picked up a dagger, and raised his hand: "I will chop this thing up now!"
Xihe:! ! ! Damn it! !
She immediately pounced on him: "No!"
After grabbing the dagger and smashing it to the ground, Xihe's face turned green. This is really...
Liu Yu scratched his head in pain: "But I can't control it. When I see you, I will." He closed his eyes and fell into the fear of losing his lover again.
Xihe suddenly felt exhausted mentally and physically: "Don't be like this."
When did she say she hated it? Alas.
Waving away the clothes he was wearing, Xihe stepped forward and hugged him from behind: "I like it, let's try it, okay?"
With the scorching body temperature attached to his back and his life gate controlled by someone again, Liu Yu's breathing suddenly became heavier, but he was still afraid: "Are you still leaving?"
"Never leave, never leave."
Xihe quickly shook his head, how dare I if you are so capable of making trouble.
"But, um."
The young man suddenly groaned, sweat broke out on his forehead, and his chest heaved violently.
Xihe walked around to the young man, raised his hand to wipe away his sweat, and shook his other hand slightly: "I like you very much."
The handsome young man's brows are stained with rain, which is simply sinful.
Liu Yu didn't say anything, so Xihe led his hand and put it on his waist.
There was wetness in the water eyes: "Husband..."
She raised her arms, hooked the young man's head and lowered her head, lingering on his lips: "I miss you so much. Scared!"
The world is spinning,
The two people fell on the bright red silk quilt,
White and red, a dazzling contrast, the two looked at each other quietly, the gauze swaying gently, and then Xihe stepped forward and kissed his lips.
The kiss was overwhelming, and the young man suddenly cried at the moment he fell.
"Don't let me go."
The extreme pleasure and extreme pain made his handsome face a little distorted. Xihe opened his mouth, and all his words came out as broken moans.
Because he couldn't get the answer he wanted, the young man cried even harder.
"Madam, madam, ugh..."
Xihe knelt on the bed, clutching the brocade quilt tightly, rolling his eyes almost to the sky, you gave me a fucking chance to speak!
