Chapter 920 She Is So Light A Feather Leaf
This kind of cognition made her not have many mood swings but just told her, reminding him that his possessiveness will not be diminished by a scar.
Veronica Parker hasn't taken a bath for two days, and if she doesn't wash herself, she will itch.
Nick Cage calls Veronica Parker from the balcony and gets into the bathroom.
She deliberately avoided it, but this kind of thing was inevitable. She just hoped that she could wash quickly and go out early.
However, before the pajamas were fully taken off and collapsed on the slender shoulders, the bathroom door was pushed open without consent.
Veronica panicked and pulled up her pajamas.
As Nick Cage approached, she fell back.
Awakened by the panic of Nick Cage's crazy demands, let her instinctively resist!
"I can wash it myself, don't bother yourself." Her back was pressed against the wall and there was no way to turn back, which made her look flustered.
She is not like this in the face of kidnappers.
The man's own oppressive aura shrouded her, and his black eyes stared at her deeply, "There is no way you can wash yourself."
"There is. There is a shower, I can use that. I can wash it myself and wrap the wound with plastic wrap." Veronica Parker's voice trembled a little.
Nick Cage just said nothing. He turned around and turned on the faucet and let the water go.
It's a bathtub.
Veronica Parker opened her lips slightly in amazement. Nick Cage was working on the bathtub?
She thought the bathtub was off-limits to Nick Cage. Winter Villa won't have it, let alone touch it!
Why now.
It wasn't until Nick Cage turned around, walked over, and stood, Veronica Parker in front of her that he came to his senses.
Being looked at with aggressive eyes, her heart was nervous, "If you wash it in a bathtub, you don't have to worry about getting water on your body, I can."
Before she had finished her sentence, Nick Cage began to rip off the pajamas straps from her waist.
The pajamas already had only one belt, but as soon as they were untied, they fell apart.
She was so frightened that she wanted to stop--
"Don't move." Nick Cage squeezed her hand, wrapped her whole hand in the palm of his hand, clipped her back behind her, tightened her arms, and pressed her against her chest, while the pajamas slipped off her shoulders.
Veronica Parker was so confused by the aura of his body that he was gasping for breath and his face leaned to one side. "Nick, I-"
Nick Cage does not say anything. Once the cloth fell down on the floor, he slowly picked her up in his arms and put her down to the bathtub, and sank her body down. She was so light like a feather leaf.
And the injured arm was on the edge of the bathtub.
The light shone down from above, sprinkled on her body, flawlessly exposed to Nick Cage's dark eyes.
Veronica Parker curled up her legs and said, "T-thank you. You can go out now."
The slender ankles were held and made close contact with Nick Cage's thick palms to gently flatten her legs.
"It's not the first time I've washed it for you." Nick Cage tightened his vocal cords in order not to be aware of her affected voice. "Do you feel uncomfortable?"
Veronica Parker's beautiful brow slightly frowns, is it necessary to ask? I'm not comfortable. That's for sure!
Looking up slightly, I saw Nick Cage's finger in the tie and pulled it off.
Cover Veronica Parker's eyes, tie a knot in the back of her head, and ask, "How about that, is that comfortable?"
Finally, Veronica Parker was washed under the pressure of Nick Cage.
The large bath towel wrapped her, carried her back to the room. He put her on the bed and covered her with a quilt.
To rip the tie off her eyes.
The long-feathered eyelashes trembled, the eyes opened, briefly at a loss, and the face was flushed. I don't know if it was bathed in that way, smoked by Scald, or both.