His words "wife" made Song Wuyou's feet stop, almost slipping.
She gritted her teeth and scolded him fiercely in her heart: Smelly man!
Then he put his nightgown on the shelf and turned the cold water to warm.
"Take warm water?" Gu Yanhao asked.
Don't like lukewarm water
Song Wuyou turned the warm water back to cold water.
Gu Yanhao looked at her ambiguously: "It's better to take a bath in cold water, I'm afraid warm water won't be able to lower my hot body temperature."
"You..." Song Wuyou wanted to scold him, but suddenly glanced at his wound, and smiled gloatingly: "Warm water, I'll wash it for you. Cold water, you wash it yourself. Two first, one first."
"Song Wuyou, aren't you afraid that the prehistoric power in my body will suddenly erupt and eat you up?" Gu Yanhao joked.
Song Wuyou hooked his lips, and said with a smug smile: "Your prehistoric power will turn your small hole wound into a big hole, and you may die as soon as it erupts."
"I'll hold back my terrible power for the time being, and I'll deal with you when I recover from my injury." Gu Yanhao raised his hand and slapped her hard on the forehead: "Warm water. Hurry up and help me undress .”
Song Wuyou rubbed the place where he hit the pain, and said contemptuously: "You use the strength to hit me, but don't you have the strength to take off your clothes?"
"No!"
Take it off, take it off, it's not like I haven't seen his body before!
Having said that, after taking off Gu Yanhao's clothes, her face was as red as a monkey's butt.
It feels so... uncomfortable!
Seeing her flushed face, Gu Yanhao curled his lips and smiled more and more charmingly.
She... so beautiful!
Song Wuyou tried his best not to look down, or he would accidentally glance at him.
She took the shower, came behind him, and helped him rinse the parts other than the gauze.
Outside the gauze... Isn't it below the buttocks
Song Wuyou felt extremely shy.
But on second thought, isn't it just a man's butt? What are you afraid of? What's there to be ashamed of
Flush with the shower in one hand, and wipe him with a towel in the other...
Gu Yanhao spread his legs slightly and stood in a figure of eight.
The corners of his thin, beautiful and sexy lips were slightly curved, and he smiled narrowly, "Don't need a towel, it will be more comfortable to use your hands directly."
"If you don't shut up, I don't even need hands and towels, just get wet and I'll help you get dressed!" Song Wuyou warned him.
"No." Gu Yanhao hooked his lips: "Use a towel, just use a towel, I haven't washed it all night, please help me wash it up."
After speaking, he turned around.
Song Wuyou, who was bending over to wipe his thigh, felt a flash in front of his eyes, and the scene changed.
Just now there were two slender and sexy thighs, how did they suddenly become...
Although there are still two slender legs, but that mass is black and fluffy... what's going on
Song Wuyou stared at it for a few seconds, then raised his head and looked at Gu Yanhao in a daze.
There was nothing unusual about Gu Yanhao at first, but after being looked at by her for a few seconds, it was like being touched by her for a few minutes. She was soft, but suddenly hardened, and yelled in front of Song Wuyou.
The light in his eyes became familiar and deep as it became firm.
"You're really capable of waking it up with just one look." Gu Yanhao curled his lips, and his voice became deep and hoarse.
"You're playing a hooligan." Song Wuyou blushed and stared at him reproachfully.
"This is a normal reaction. If you don't wake up, it's not normal."
"..."
"Song Wuyou, help it take a bath." Gu Yanhao reached out and took her little hand holding the towel.
Her hand, as soft as boneless, was very comfortable to hold in her palm.
"You rub it yourself!"
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Tell me, do you want Miss Song to rub Gu Shao? Ahh, it's evil.