Young Master's Love Trap

Chapter 62 Rejection (1)

Yu Yuanyuan spread the quilt down, squatted on the side and tentatively said: "Young master...everyone is here, I'd better squeeze in with other girls."

Xia Zihao suddenly turned to face her, gritted his teeth and said, "Say it again."

Yu Yuanyuan was a little scared, but when she thought about what everyone said, she repeated it again under pressure, and then hurriedly explained: "After all, the lonely man and the widow live in the same room, and it is always unpleasant to spread the word."

"It's you who don't listen or I don't listen, young master, let's see who dares to talk too much." Xia Zihao stared at Yu Yuanyuan, "Are we still alone in the same room? Hmm?"

Yu Yuanyuan lowered her head and stopped talking.

Xia Zihao seemed to have punched the cotton, and almost suffocated him in one breath. This Yu Yuanyuan was really annoying.

Clenching his fists tightly and then loosening them, Xia Zihao took a deep breath before he controlled his temper, patted the quilt beside him, "Come here."

Yu Yuanyuan sat on it without any objection. Anyway, they slept together at home, so there was nothing embarrassing about it.

"Undress."

Reflexively tightening her clothes, Yu Yuanyuan looked at Xia Zihao in horror, "What?"

Xia Zihao was hurt by her eyes, and the temper that had been suppressed with great difficulty came up again, "What what? What are you thinking? This young master is just trying to help you change your medicine. There will be no reward for your kindness."

"Uh...." Yu Yuanyuan didn't know what to do in embarrassment, her face was so red that she was about to bleed, "Master... I'll do it myself."

"It's all on your back. Your hands are long behind. Can you wipe them off yourself?" Xia Zihao said dissatisfied, his voice involuntarily louder by a few decibels.

"And..." Xia Zihao looked disdainful again, walking around Yu Yuanyuan's body with malicious intentions, "With your shriveled figure, you still can't attract my young master's aspirations, so just put a few One hundred hearts."

Yu Yuanyuan couldn't even utter a rebuttal, she just blushed and lifted up the clothes behind her back, even if she didn't want to, the young master would do it herself.

It's always better to do it yourself.

Xia Zihao unscrewed the medicine bottle, and a cool smell came out. His finger dipped a little bit, and applied it to the wound on Yu Yuanyuan's back.

(End of this chapter)