Sensing his scorching gaze, Su Rourou closed her eyes a little embarrassedly, pouted her small mouth awkwardly and said, "Don't...don't look, I'm so ugly right now."
"No, you are beautiful now, more beautiful than ever before." Luo Yichen stretched out his hand, put his arms around her shoulders, and carried her off the sink, "You who gave birth to me, you are the one who gave birth to me. The eyes are the most beautiful. From now on, I will not allow you to say that you are ugly, otherwise... I will beat your little pp."
Su Rourou's big eyes slowly opened, looking at the familiar handsome face in front of her, her heart moved: "You really... don't despise me?"
Even she herself was about to despise herself to death.
"Try saying one more sentence?" The lines on Luo Yichen's face were tense, obviously already extremely displeased, as long as she said one more sentence...he would definitely use practical actions to let her know whether he disliked her or not.
However, for the sake of the child, he will try his best to bear it.
"Oh, let's not talk about it..." Su Rourou lowered her little head, burrowed into his arms, and muttered softly.
Luo Yichen gently put her into the steaming bathtub, picked up a string of hot spring water and sprinkled it on her body: "How is it, comfortable? I have a husband to take care of you in the bath."
"Yeah." Su Rourou closed her eyes, answered vaguely, and continued to enjoy his "serving", "It would be great if I could continue to be served like this after giving birth."
Luo Yichen pinched her nose and cheeks, and said in an extremely charming tone: "After giving birth, I will definitely continue to help you take a bath. But when the time comes, I want you... to wash me too, use... The way I like it, you know."
Su Rourou's eyes, which were originally closed, opened suddenly, eyes full of shyness and panic: "You...you help me take a good bath, what are you talking about. So... so strange..."
Although, she used to wash him often! However, can you not say it at this time, especially if his hands are still placed on a certain part.
"What's so strange? It's not that she hasn't washed it before." Luo Yichen looked at her bright red face with satisfaction, and continued to move her hands.
Alas, how can he survive these ten long months if he doesn't want to yell at the beautiful life in the future
"Don't... don't wash there, wash it in another place." Su Rourou pressed his hand, twisted her body uneasily, and even her voice trembled a little.
Sensing her shyness, Luo Yichen intentionally rubbed the original part with the bath ball twice, the force was neither light nor heavy, just right.
The deep phoenix eyes stared at her small face without blinking, not wanting to miss any slight change in her expression.
"Luo Yichen! You!" Su Rourou was so angry that her face flushed red, she puffed her cheeks in dissatisfaction, and muttered, "Go rub my back!"
"Oh, I obey, wife." Luo Yichen reluctantly removed the hand on her nipples, and slowly moved it to her smooth and delicate back, this time for real Seriously rubbing her back.
Su Rourou closed her eyes comfortably again, and groaned contentedly: "Well, that's it, continue."
Seeing her lazily enjoying herself, Luo Yichen's heart trembled, and her prudish hands couldn't help but become unruly again.
While she was not paying attention, he slowly descended little by little, until he came to the place where he had been threatening to hit him.