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Yu Yuan's Adam's apple moved slightly, hurriedly avoiding his sight, and reciting the Great Compassion Mantra silently in his heart. In the past few days, the Great Compassion Mantra was always playing in a loop, and he was able to memorize it now.
Yu Yuan carefully carried the young master to the soft couch beside him.
Jiang Chuyan said arrogantly: "Husband, I will do some terrible things to you next. You may be afraid, but you are not allowed to resist. Because your resistance is useless at all."
When speaking, Jiang Chuyan was not discussing, but an order that could not be resisted. He obviously plays a vicious villain, but his temperament is too soft and clean, and he acts like an ignorant Snow White.
Seeing that the young master was so cute, Yu Yuan pretended to be trembling and tried to cooperate with him, "Well, I'm so scared. I don't dare to resist."
Jiang Chuyan raised his chin slightly, and said in a arrogant manner, "My husband comes here and wipes my back."
Yu Yuan was stunned, "Wipe your back?"
Jiang Chuyan was milky and fierce, "Husband, give up your resistance, you can't escape my palm."
"Just wipe your back?"
Jiang Chuyan sneered: "Of course not. How could I let you go so easily. What kind of dream are you doing?"
Yu Yuan became more and more looking forward, "What else?"
"And a massage."
Jiang Chuyan took a map of acupuncture points and threw it to Yu Yuan, "Massage me according to the acupuncture points on this map. If you don't press the acupuncture points well, the homework on the tablet will be doubled, and you will write a review of 100,000 words."
Yu Yuan: "..."
Is there such a good thing in the world?
Yu Yuan nervously picked up the bath towel and looked at the boy lying on the soft slump.
The skin on the boy's back is fair and lustrous, and it feels warm to the touch, like a good warm jade.
However, this young master is much more squeamish than Nuan Yu, and if he exerts a little force, he will leave a red mark.
Yu Yuan picked up the towel next to him and put it on the boy's back.
He didn't dare to use too much force, for fear of breaking this beautiful and exquisite piece of china.
Jiang Chuyan lay lazily on the soft couch, and said unhappily, "Has my husband not eaten? He has no strength at all. One thing to say, a puppet cat is stronger than you when it comes to milking."
Yu Yuan's lips tensed, and he silently increased his strength.
Jiang Chuyan has delicate skin and is very sensitive to pain.
He wrinkled his face and muttered: "Hey... idiot husband, are you trying to make money and kill yourself? I don't think you are helping me take a bath, you are killing me. If you have any dissatisfaction with me It can be said directly, there is really no need to tell me by taking a bath."
Yu Yuan saw that the young man had indeed left many red marks, and the color was light and bright, like a bright and moving rose tattoo.
The rose tattoo is flushed, like a gorgeous rose in bloom.
Yu Yuan unconsciously let go of his movements, trying his best to make this squeamish young master feel comfortable.
Jiang Chuyan was picky, "It's too slow, too slow, I'm almost falling asleep. My God, grandma is not as slow as you in knitting sweaters."
Hearing this, Yu Yuan quickened his actions.
After two or three minutes, the young master who was on the slump began to point again.
"Is it rushing to eat so fast? Do you want to compete with the speed of the rocket? Idiot husband, being slower won't waste your time."
The blue veins on Yu Yuan's forehead jumped, and it was about to collapse.
Jiang Chuyan didn't know how to judge the situation at all, and continued to point and point: "Husband, you are not good at this skill. It doesn't matter if you don't study well, even the bathing skills are so bad, who will like you in the future, you won't be able to marry a daughter-in-law in the future. of."
Rao is a good-tempered person, and I am afraid he can't stand Jiang Chuyan's actions, not to mention Yu Yuan's original temper is not good.
Yu Yuan put down the bath towel and said as calmly as possible: "Master, if you are not satisfied, you can hire a professional bath master to serve you."
"No." Jiang Chuyan pouted, looking disgusted.
Yu Yuan's face was cold, "Why not? Doesn't the young master dislike me very much?"
Jiang Chuyan's expression is arrogant, like a arrogant ragdoll cat.
The warm summer sun shines on the teenager through the floor-to-ceiling windows, which is so beautiful that it makes people's hearts sway.
"I don't like them."
Jiang Chuyan reached out and hooked Yu Yuan's neck.
The distance is unexpectedly close, and the breath blends together.
Yu Yuan's pupils shrank suddenly, and in front of him were the beautiful eyebrows of the young man.
The young man put his arms around his neck affectionately, and whispered softly beside his ear.
The heat of his breath hit his ears, causing a shudder.
The sweet smell of fruit candy lingered in the air.
The breeze blew through the corners of his clothes, causing ripples in his heart.
Yu Yuan could hear his own heartbeat, thumping.
Jiang Chuyan's peach blossom eyes curved into a crescent shape, and her lips were dyed with gorgeous water light.
"Husband, I just want you."
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Chapter 21
Hearing this similar confession, Yu Yuan looked stunned and his heart was pounding.
Is the young master confessing to him?
The young master said this to him, and he was so close to him, did he like him?
Yu Yuan felt inferior for the first time.
He's rotten to the core, has a mental illness, and has hallucinations from time to time.
The young master is the best person in the world and deserves the best of everything.
Yu Yuan's heart filled with bitterness, how could he be worthy of the young master.
The emotions of worrying about gain and loss were surging in his heart, Yu Yuan seemed to be stepping on a steel wire, and if he was not careful, he would fall off the cliff and shattered into pieces.
Seeing Yu Yuan's appearance of losing his soul, Jiang Chuyan urged: "What is my husband still doing, hurry up and press it."
"husband?"
Jiang Chuyan's voice was soft, and he stared at him with clear eyes, as if he was coquettishly coquettish.