She felt a tingling sensation in her chest.
She bit her tender lip impatiently and then called out, "Husband."
This Crown Prince seems to really enjoy kissing her...
"So obedient." His heart warmed, he kissed her forehead, and then carried her into the bathroom.
"Crown Prince... you..."
"Hmm?" His cool and clear voice, with a slightly upward inflection, was so devilishly charming, carrying a hint of displeasure.
"No, no, no, husband... what are you going to do? Why are you carrying me into the bathroom?" Could he be thinking of doing it here in the bathroom?
You could tell through his clothes, so very hot.
Moreover, during dinner, he reacted when touched... that kind of, the most primal human, instinctive reaction...
Just now, he had embraced her on the bed, kissing her thoroughly, leaving marks all over her body but without going that far.
Now he suddenly carried her into the bathroom.
An evil thought suddenly popped into her mind: does he want to do it in the bathroom? Ahem, cough, cough...
"What are you thinking about?" He was very displeased with her distraction, his voice cool and magnetic, his whole demeanor exuding nobility, "Just taking a bath."
He was just going to help her with a bath, why was her face red?
That palm-sized little face was already seductive enough, already enough to captivate him, yet she had to show such a bashful smile.
He really couldn’t stand her.
"Ahem..." Eva Nightingale came to her senses, realizing she had already been placed on the bathroom floor, her face reddened. Even though the two of them had done the most intimate of things before, she hadn’t seen his body, hadn’t seen him...
She was completely naked.
This made her feel very awkward.
"Husband." She called out softly, "Husband, I’ll wash myself..."
He had already adjusted the water temperature.
He originally intended to bathe together with her, but because he was injured, he couldn’t get in the water now... and in front of her, he hadn’t taken off his clothes.
She hadn’t noticed he was injured. Hadn’t realized he was hurt.
"Stand straight." He ordered. The little thing, the bathroom floor is slippery, if she were to fall while bathing alone, wouldn’t it hurt him more?
There are two little buns in her belly, plus her, three treasures, each of them the apple of his eye, not to mention her.
"Be good, what part of your body haven’t I seen? Hmm?" He said this.
"..." Her face remained red throughout, "But yours... I haven’t seen it yet!"
"Then, wife, want to see it now?"
"..." Ah! This man must be a demon, the thought of that thing of his, is just terrifying... Ah, cough, cough, cough! Who wants to see it! She doesn’t!
"Husband... you’re thinking too much... I don’t want to see."
"Then, how about seeing it in a few days? Hmm?" His voice was always so pleasant, his tone always so enticing, if he weren’t seriously injured, he would’ve taken his clothes off right then and let this little woman have a look.
This little injury means nothing.
He only cared about her, and now seeing her smile so charmingly, his mood involuntarily lifted.
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He wrapped her body with a towel, then forcibly pulled the little woman over to personally dry her hair...
His actions startled her.
She always felt that this scene seemed so familiar.
"Wife, good night." He laid her onto the large bed, kissed her forehead, "Sleep well, I need to handle some things,"