Xia Xiwan finally knows that everything is fake. Lu Hanting, the man who tricked her in, just wants to discuss the art of waist training with her.

"Lu Hanting, no, I haven't bathed yet..."

"Don't wash. You smell good."

"No way..."

Xia Xiwan has been pushing and resisting, refused to cooperate, three minutes later, the man suddenly stopped, did not move.

Xia Xiwan was also stunned. He

Lu Hanting buries Jun's face in her neck, gasps heavily and doesn't look up.

Xia Xi Wan's bright Jian Tong stares at the crystal chandelier overhead and empties for a while, then reaches out his little finger and stabs him, "don't you mean Have you done a good job in waist training? "

Lu felt that this was definitely the most humiliating moment in his life. He held up his arms and stared at her. "It's not this time. Let's practice again."

“… No

Xia Xiwan pushes him away and wants to escape.

But Lu Hanting refused to let go, holding her firmly in his arms. His narrow eyes were full of lust, and his heroic eyebrows were decadent and uninhibited after indulgence, which was quite charming. "Wanwan, just an accident, let's happily forget it, and give me another chance to show myself, I'll make you look at it with new eyes."

Xia Xiwan looked at him and wanted to prove his shame before washing. He thought it was funny, "you'd better go and practice your waist again!"

"I'll do it now." Lu Hanting attacked her.

Xia Xiwan giggled to escape. At this time, the bedroom door was suddenly pushed open, and the old lady and Wu Ma fell in. The old lady still yelled, "Shh! Wu Ma, don't push me! "

The door suddenly opened, Xia Xiwan pupil a shrink, she quickly raised her hand to cover his small face, screamed, "ah!"

Xia Xiwan still remembers a joke Ye Ling played with her before. If someone broke in when taking a bath, she said to cover her face first.

So, Xia Xiwan now covers his little face.

Lu Hanting didn't expect that his grandmother and Wu's mother had been peeping outside the door. He quickly carried the silk and covered Xia Xiwan's body. He covered her small face tightly. He pursed his thin lips and looked at the two people by the door. "Grandma, Wu's mother, what are you doing?"

The old lady and Wu Ma suddenly fell in. Now they are holding hands and barely stand firm. Wu Ma quickly slipped away. "I seem to have a bowl left to wash. I'll wash it first."

Wu Ma slipped away first.

The old lady was embarrassed by herself. In the face of the anger of landing cold, she tugged the corner of her clothes and looked around, "where am I now? What am I doing? Who am I? Ah, ah Ting, Wan Wan, it's you. When did I come to your room? I didn't see anything. Go on! "

Then the old lady ran away.

Lu was speechless, which strengthened his mind. When he wanted to do something bad, he had to take Xia Xiwan to move out.

Lu Hanting looked at the small group curled up in the silk quilt, "Wan Wan, grandma and Wu Ma are gone, you can come out."

A small ball inside didn't move.

Lu Hanting stretched out his hand and pulled the silk down. Xia Xiwan's small face was exposed.