"Ah?" Song Xici did not expect that Tang Youan would suddenly say such a sentence.
"Why, we can't even take a bath together? I'm not as good as Meng Meng?" Tang Youan looked at her, and suddenly said such a sentence.
"What nonsense are you talking about?" Song Xici glared at her immediately.
"Didn't you guys take a bath together?" Tang Youan glanced at Song Xici.
"Yes..." Song Xici raised his hand and scratched his head.
"Then why can't we do it? I'm still you..." Tang Youan said this with a hint of sourness in his tone. Or her wife.
"Forehead… "
"Forget it, you think I didn't say anything." Then, Tang Youan said another sentence, then turned around neatly, opened the cloakroom, and went in to find his pajamas.
"Hey," Song Xici was stunned for a second, then hurried in, then stopped beside Tang You'an who was looking for clothes, and patted her on the shoulder again, "Are you angry?"
Pulling off two pieces of clothes, Tang Youan looked at her sideways, shook his head for a while, and then continued to rummage for what seemed pleasing to the eye.
"No? Then why do I think you're like a lemon essence now? It's so sour... " Song Xici looked at her.
"No. I went to the other side to wash first. You should take a bath and rest early." Tang Youan took a set of cotton pajamas from the hanger and put it in the crook of his arms.
To say that there is no jealousy is a lie. Since their relationship, she has not seen Song Xici's body yet, but Meng Meng, who is just a friend, has seen it hundreds of years ago.
However, just when Tang Youan was about to come out, Song Xici stopped her.
"What?" Tang Youan looked up and down Song Xici, who was standing in front of him.
"Stop making a stinky face. If you want to wash together, let's do it together." Song Xici looked up at her and smiled brightly.
"Really?" Tang Youan didn't look over at her.
"Yeah, could it be that I lied to you..." Song Xici found that he really was, especially afraid that Tang Youan would be unhappy.
"Okay." Tang Youan laughed after listening.
"You, sometimes you are like a child..." Song Xici let out a sigh of relief, and then pulled out his pajamas.
"Really?" Tang Youan asked, tilting his head.
"Isn't it? All the principles are broken with you." Song Xi muttered.
"Then I'm very happy," Tang Youan thought about it and came to this conclusion, "There is a saying, if you like the right person, you will be spoiled as a child every day. So it seems that, I just like people."
After Song Xi's speech, he burst out laughing.
"Okay, alright, let's go!" After seeing Song Xici put on his pajamas, Tang Youan pushed Song Xici's shoulders from behind, and ran happily to the bathroom with small steps.
"Slow down, don't wait for both of us to fall..." Song Xici muttered.
"Okay..." Tang Youan was stunned when he heard the words, so he slowed down.
After entering the bathroom and closing the door, Tang Youan put the clothes in the storage basket, let out a sigh of relief, turned to look at Song Xici: "Okay."
"Oh..." At this moment, Song Xici was stunned again, then scratched his head, "Well, I'll go get the bath water..."
"Well." Tang Youan was stunned for a moment, then nodded with a smile.
So, Song Xici went to the bathtub.
Tang Youan tied his hair, then lowered his head and unbuttoned the buttons one by one.
However, after unraveling and seeing the ugly scars on his body, Tang Youan's hand stopped.
The wound healed well during this time, but some scars appeared during the healing process. Kind of ugly. So, even if Song Xici wanted to check herself for any bleeding or anything, she let Song Xici see it through gauze or clothes. After all, if it bleeds, it oozes.
How ugly this scar is, only she knows.
On the other side, Song Xici finished draining the water and found that there was an empty bottle of bath essential oil, so he got up and walked out again to get a new bottle.
"What's wrong with you? It's so slow..." As soon as he came over, seeing Tang You'an still standing there and not taking off his clothes for a long time, Song Xici became nervous and took a few steps forward, "Is the wound pulled? Let me take a look. ."
"No..." Tang Youan hurriedly shook his head.
"Let me see." Song Xici glared at her and pinched the front of her shirt.
"The wound... does it still hurt?" Song Xici looked at her scar, then reached out and stroked it gently.
"I don't feel much anymore. It's just that if the scar doesn't fade away... in the future, you'll have to watch it live, it's a bit ugly." Tang Youan said.
"It's a big deal, even if it's not good, it's not ugly." Song Xici shook his head, looked at Tang Youan, and pulled her collar aside, revealing a complete scar.
"How could it not be ugly..."
Tang You'an looked down at the scar on his body, but before he could react, Song Xici already bowed his head and kissed it gently.
"Xixi..." At that moment, Tang Youan was stunned, and his body trembled uncontrollably.
The soft touch sticks to his body, as if an electric current spreads out. Tang You'an's body had a layer of tiny pimples.
"I'm sorry, I, I hurt you?!" Song Xici raised his head instantly, but this lift suddenly bumped into Tang Youan's chin.
"Hi-" This time it really hurt, Tang Youan couldn't help raising his hand and rubbing his chin.
"Oops... I..." For a while, Song Xici became in a hurry.
"Stupid..." Tang Youan smiled helplessly and shook his head, "It doesn't hurt."
"how is this possible… "
"Really, it doesn't hurt." Tang Youan smiled.
The distance is very close, Song Xici can see Tang You'an's distinct eyelashes. High nose bridge, thin lips, long and narrow eyes... I don't know if it's a lover's eyes, but Song Xici always felt that every action and look of Tang You'an was sultry, even if it was just a casual glance.
The atmosphere in the air became a little thicker.
Song Xici's throat slid, then clinging to Tang Youan's neck, and gently kissing Tang Youan's lips.
After touching it for a while, Song Xici immediately stepped aside: "Then what, I'm going to take a bath! Promote blood circulation..."
After speaking, Song Xici trotted aside with the essential oil bottle, pushed open a glass door between the shower and the bathtub, and closed the curtain again.
Seeing this, Tang Youan also followed, and opened a corner of the curtain, ready to go inside.
"Hey, I suddenly remembered, you can't come here!" However, at this moment, Song Xici shouted.
"Ah?" Tang Youan was stunned for a moment.
"You have an injury on your body, you can't soak for too long, you should take a shower." Song Xi said.
"Okay." Tang Youan let out a sigh of relief, so he stepped back, lowered his head and unbuttoned all the buttons, put his clothes aside, and turned on the shower.
However, when taking a bath, the feeling that Song Xici felt when he kissed the wound on his chest just kept lingering in Tang Youan's mind and lingering.
That strange yet wonderful feeling she had never experienced before... Tang Youan closed his eyes and wiped a handful of water off his face
After all, taking a shower is faster than taking a bath. After a while, Tang Youan finished washing. Then, there's no reason to stay in there anymore. So, Tang Youan looked at the drawn curtain and had to leave the bathroom first.
After a while, finally, both of them lay back on the bed.
"Set an alarm..." Before going to bed, Song Xici picked up the phone.
After Tang Youan heard it, she looked sideways at her, and said, "I'll give you a pounding on your shoulders and backs."
"Ah?" Song Xici held the phone, thought for a while, then shook his head, "No, it's fine."
"I'll give you a squeeze, I'm sure the effect is better than your bath." Tang Youan insisted.
"But..." Song Xi said hesitantly, "you, hurt... I'm afraid something will happen if you try hard..."
"If I was so fragile, how could I still be in the crew?" Tang Youan looked at her, "Thank you, I used the best medicine and the most nutritious food during this time, and I recovered pretty well. Not to mention I I'm not a child either, I know what I can do, if I feel I can't support it, I won't pinch it."
After listening to Tang You'an's words, Song Xici scratched his head, as if he couldn't find any problem.
"Well, okay..." In the end, Song Xici nodded.
After that, Song Xici sat next to Tang You'an with his back to him, and pulled all his hair up to his chest: "Okay! Baby, it's time for you to throw a punch!"
After Tang Youan heard it, he smiled, and immediately stretched out his hand and pinched it on Song Xici's shoulder and neck. Her strength was neither light nor heavy, but Song Xici's body swayed slightly one after the other.
Pinch and beat from time to time, Tang Youan behaved quite professionally.
After a while, Tang Youan rubbed her hands on Song Xici's shoulders, but slowed down, then approached Song Xici and asked in her ear, "How do you feel? Compared with last time, my technique has improved. Or have you stepped back?"
Tang You'an suddenly mentioned the last time, so memories flooded in Song Xici's mind. Inadvertently, Song Xici blushed, and then stared at the bed, her throat was a little dry: "It's good."
"Then... it's the same as last time, take off your clothes." Tang Youan said softly, looking at her snow-white skin.
"I… "
"Last time you took the initiative to take off... Why not this time? Besides, who am I? Huh? Can't see?" Tang You'an tilted her head and stared at her slightly pink neck.
"You are my... wife." Song Xi finished her speech and bit her lower lip. She's just… shy. Otherwise, why is she so conservative in filming? As for the last time, I really felt like I used up my whole life courage.
"So, do you really want to be like this?" Tang Youan's hand slowly touched her small shoulder from her fair neck.
Just sliding and stroking it like this, Song Xici's body became hot because of this.
"I don't have it, don't think about it..." Song Xici said in a low voice, then stretched out his hand again, unsteady breathing and unbuttoned the button in front of him, "Take it off..."
"Okay, I'll help you." Tang Youan raised her lips slightly, put her hand on her obviously loose collar, then pulled it away from her shoulders and pulled it down a little bit.
After a while, Song Xi's graceful shoulders and beautiful back appeared in front of him. Tang Youan looked at her body, and her throat started to dry again.
At the same time, Song Xici's back was slightly touched by Tang You'an's hand, and he also felt his body go numb.
"Is it cold?" Tang You soothed her arm, leaned forward slightly, and asked in her ear.
"what?"
"You have a lot of pimples on your body..."
"Ah, yes, it's a bit cold..." Song Xici bit her lip.
Hearing this, Tang Youan's throat slid, and then he stretched out his hand from behind and hugged her in his arms: "So, what about this?"
The body without an inch of thread is extra soft and comfortable to hold, and Tang Youan is very obsessed with this feeling.
With the warm breath in his ears, Song Xici couldn't help but shrink back: "You'an..."
"Hmm...?" Tang Youan kissed her neck, and caressed her soft abdomen with his hands, and there was a slight tendency to move upwards.
"Okay, so strange..." Song Xici pursed her lips, tilted her head to one side, and her cheeks were flushed.
"What's so strange..." Tang Youan buried in her neck, smelling her body.
"Body..." Leaning on Tang You'an's arms, Song Xici felt that he became very hot.
"Do you need me..." Tang Youan kissed her shoulder again, her chest heaving.