The sickly prince is pretending to be weak again

Chapter 190 How much heart do I have to take care of Little 3?

Chapter 190 How Much Heart Do I Have As My Original Spouse To Take Care Of The Mistress?
"Cang Jin."

Cang Yanlu pulled his pale thin lips, looked sideways and called out to the door.

"exist!"

"Ask someone to fetch a basin of warm water."

"Yes!"

Soon a young servant brought a basin filled with warm water, and then retreated out very tactfully.

Cang Yanlei looked at a certain woman in front of the bed who was feeling a bit depressed, and didn't make a sound, but just raised his hand and began to untie his belt.

He is a pampered prince, even when he was marching and fighting, he had to take a bath every day.

Now that I'm hurt like this, I still want to take a bath by myself. The emphasis on personal hygiene can be regarded as cleanliness.

"Don't move around!" Feng Qingcheng saw that he wanted to be clean and didn't want to die, but finally compromised, she stepped forward and pressed his hand, "I'll help you take it off!"

"Thank you, Princess." Cang Yanlei's low voice was still somewhat weak, but there was a slight smile in his narrowed phoenix eyes.

"Beforehand, if I hurt you and hurt you, don't regret it."

Cang Yanlei raised his thin lips slightly, "Well, since this hall has chosen you, I naturally won't regret it."

Why does this sound so wrong?

But Feng Qingcheng didn't think too deeply, rolled up his sleeves, sat down on the bed and began to help him undress.

The man also cooperated, just leaning sideways on the head of the bed, staring at her unblinkingly with his pitch-black phoenix eyes.

Feng Qingcheng's movements were gentle and focused with a bit of caution, and she didn't notice the expression on the man's face that he had succeeded in trickery.

The white jacket was stripped from the man's body, revealing a perfectly curved neck, a beautiful and sexy collarbone, and a strong and firm chest.

Further down, there are well-defined eight-pack abs and mermaid lines, which are deliberately arousing people's imagination.

Feng Qingcheng finished taking off his shirt for him, her hands were already sweating a little, she tried her best to ignore his good figure, turned around and wrung out the towel to wipe him in the shower, the expression on her face seemed to be calm, but if you observe carefully, you will find that, After her fingertips holding the towel accidentally touched him, the tips of her ears blushed uncontrollably like a chain reaction.

Cang Yanlei took all the subtle changes in her expression into his eyes, and said softly, "Princess, don't you want to take care of the palace?"

Feng Qingcheng didn't even lift her eyelids, and didn't stop wiping her hands, "No, after all, you were injured to save me."

The man's handsome eyebrows frowned slightly, as if he was not satisfied with the answer, "What if this palace saved someone else? You don't care if this palace lives or dies?"

Without thinking about it, Feng Qingcheng replied casually, "Whoever you save, let him take care of you!" She is neither a nurse nor a nurse, so why should she serve him with the maid for no reason?

At the end, she said again, "Besides, if you save another woman, how much heart do I have as the original partner to take care of Xiaosan's aftermath?"

Cang Yanlei was delighted by a certain word in her words, and her thin lips twitched, "There will be no other women, and this hall is not stupid, and will not use my body to block swords for irrelevant people."

Feng Qingcheng didn't know what was wrong, when she heard these words, she only felt that the position of the left atrium was lightly bumped by something, and even the whole chest trembled slightly.

The movements of her hands paused slightly, and she subconsciously raised her head to glance at him, but her eyes directly met his eyes.

The man's phoenix eyes were dark and deep, staring at her like a bottomless vortex, as if he wanted to suck her in.

Feng Qingcheng's heart skipped a beat again, his handsome face was clearly reflected in her clear pupils, and when she saw him leaning forward a little bit, she nervously opened her eyes wide, "Cang, Cang Yan... um... "

She only had time to call out his name before her pink lips were blocked.

 One more~
  
 
(End of this chapter)

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