Little girl Chen Lian returned to the room with her little head buried. The little ostrich regarded Fengqiu on her chest as a hole for hiding her head. But even so, she plucked up her courage and said: "Doesn't your slave need to be patient, patient, patient, patient, and serve you to clean it?"

This time I became a stutter!

Wang Chuan laughed out loud and said, "If you are like this, I don't have to call you Xiao Lianer and Chen Lian. I'll tell you to stutter in the future!"

"Don't joke about appearance, appearance, appearance, appearance, and your husband."

As the saying goes, things will turn back when extremes, and shame will turn to good luck. Chen Lian was embarrassed and blushed. The sound that was getting smaller and smaller suddenly turned tone, and it was sharp and high. She still buried her hands, but stopped talking. She drilled behind Wang Chuan, picked up the towel on the wooden barrel with her little hand, dipped it in water, and went straight to scrub Wang Chuan's body.

The little hand inevitably got water. When he wiped Wang Chuan with a towel, his fingers slashed across it, warm and slippery, and the delicate touch was as if it was scratched on Wang Chuan's bones, which made Wang Chuan shudder unconsciously.

Wang Chuan suddenly realized that he was ready to move.

"Stop wiping."

Wang Chuan patted Chen Lian's back of his hand and said.

Chen Lian's hand trembled and shrank back. If he accidentally got the towel in the water, he hurriedly took it up and asked nervously: "Why don't you use it? Is it because my family's service is not going well?"

After a while, the little girl was used to the role she played here, and the shyness finally passed and she no longer stumbling when she spoke.

Wang Chuan thought it was a pity. He liked to see Chen Lian stammeringly, but he didn't expect that the scenery was so short that it disappeared before he could see it for a few more times.

"Not this. Your little hands are light and soft, and they are very comfortable to wipe. How could I dislike them?"

Wang Chuan calmed An Chen Lian's heart and said, "You and I are tired today. Just take a simple wash and rest. I'll rinse it and relieve it a little. When I get up, you can wash and go to bed early."

Chen Lian was silent for a moment and murmured like a genuine person; "Then please get up, and I will wipe my body for you."

Wang Chuan said in surprise: "Isn't this good?"

Chen Lian took a deep breath, his little face was full of seriousness, and he had already put down his reserve as before and said, "It's okay, my husband. Since I have followed my husband, I should serve him with all my heart. I used to do so. I just hope that my husband will not blame me."

"What's the matter? What do I blame you for doing?"

Wang Chuan hurriedly said. He heard Chen Lian say that, he had nothing to be shy about. The little girl didn't care about it, but what else was he a big man?

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Wang Chuan silently recited the Bing Xin Jue three times, calming down his blood. With a "scumbling" sound, he jumped out of the wooden barrel.

"ah!"

Chen Lian screamed in shock, covering her face with both hands. Then she immediately reacted and let go of her hands. The girl's pretty face was like blood, her eyes swam around, wringing out the towel and rubbing Wang Chuan in a mess. She was so panicked that she groped around and couldn't use any force. If she changed to roles such as Sister Ping and Sister Han, Wang Chuan really felt that someone was flirting with her at this moment.

If the heart is clear, the sky is falling, the sky is falling, the heart is clear, the sky is falling, the sky is falling, the heart is clear, the sky is falling, the sky is falling, the heart is clear, the sky is falling, the sky is falling, the sky is falling!

Wang Chuan had to roar with Bing Xin Jue in his heart. If Chen Lian's little hand took advantage, the Qilin Demon Blood in his body would be unable to suppress it. He had to treat Chen Lian as his second dream and "change blood" to become.

But Chen Lian didn't know it and even picked up the towel. Wang Chuan snatched the towel and said, "I'll wipe it myself, you can go and wash it." He rushed out of the house and wiped it in the yard.

It was the hottest season in summer. The cool night breeze blows outside the house at night, and the temperature is just right. Wang Chuan stood naked and didn't feel cold. After drying his body, Wang Chuan planned to go back to the house to help Chen Lian change the water. Before he turned around and opened the door, he suddenly heard a "thump" sound, and someone jumped into the water in the house.

"You just wash it with my water?"

Wang Chuan asked in surprise.

"Well, I just need to clean it with my husband's water."

Chen Lian replied softly. The little girl jumped into the water, and her body was burned by hot water for two days. She let out a soft and soft voice, making her whole body numb.

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Wang Chuan felt that if he continued like this, he would be like Huang Yuanwu to act in the script. However, his script was completely modified by magic, and he did not go around like Huang Yuanwu's brains.

After a while, Chen Lian finally finished washing and said softly: "I have cleaned up, please come in."

Wang Chuan then returned to the room, ran to the bed quickly, picked up his clothes and put them on. The six-door dormitory was a single room, and it was fine when he lived alone, but when there were too many people, it was a little trouble. But this was actually Wang Chuan's own complaint. There were so many people in the six-door dormitory, how many could he have such trouble?

Chen Lian was completely haggard and dissipated, and her snow-white skin was scalded pink by the water temperature, but she had not fully recovered. Her face was clean and fair, but her eyes were watery, lively and gentle, and she could smile, which was eye-catching.

"Mr.

The little girl's eyelids flashed and she called out shyly. At that moment, Wang Chuan felt that the White Snake, who had practiced as an adult, came to the world and regarded herself as Xu Xian.

"Cough, cough, clean up and go to bed early."

After not experiencing love affairs for a long time, Wang Chuan had long forgotten how to deal with the situation in front of him and said in a very disgusting way.

The two worked together to pour the water from the wooden barrel, put it in the yard to dry, clean the house, and prepare to rest.

There was only one bed in the house, and Chen Lian had just put down her reserve, so naturally she would not hide at this moment. It is impossible to share a bed with her. Wang Chuan was like before, and the little girl didn't say anything, so she naturally couldn't care about anything.

The two of them were like in Yicuilou the day before yesterday, one was inside and the other was outside, lying in the same bed and clothes. Wang Chuan was restless, but the little girl had been waiting outside for so long, and she must have been extremely tired, so he couldn't let her worry too much.

Anyway, Chen Lian’s wedge is already in his hands and is his own person. Why are you still anxious about? Isn’t it a matter of time before the situation is combined?

But the little girl was lying on the side with her hair falling over without any thoughts, and she was touching with a faint fragrance on the tip of Wang Chuan's nose. Wang Chuan was already very sleepy, but at this time she tossed and turned and couldn't sleep no matter what.

"What's wrong with my husband?"

Chen Lian asked softly, and the heat between his lips and teeth blew, rippling on Wang Chuan's heart.

Wang Chuan suppressed it and said, "I can't sleep, so I will play a song of your piano and flute skills." The night of Yicui Tower was ancient and the sound was surrounded by the beams. He felt like he had stopped the lullaby and soon entered his dream. Such a useful skill can come in handy now, how could Wang Chuan forget?
Chapter completed!