After returning to the room, the atmosphere was momentarily depressed between Qu Yan and Ji Zhuoran.

Qu Yan felt bored, so he pulled his clothes and went to take a shower.

And he naturally noticed her movement, but reached out and grabbed two bathrobes, and said:

"Together."

Qu Yan really envied him to say such things in a serious manner. Isn't he ashamed?

It's just that she also knows that they are already husband and wife after all. There is nothing to be embarrassed about in this kind of thing. Besides, there are still bets there. After these few days have passed, she will be free.

So, in any case, she would not do anything to resist at this time.

So she followed him with a cold face, calmly and calmly, and went into the bathroom.

After entering, she looked at the oversized round bathtub in the hotel, but her heart was still a little retreat.

She really didn't expect this thing to have such a purpose.

However, thinking of the future freedom, she also resisted the urge to escape in her heart, and moved to the bathtub step by step.

And he was already lying in the bathtub carelessly, with bath salt and the like added to the water, and the air smelled of roses, which was plainly intoxicating.

His deep eyes rested quietly on her body, looking down from the top, and looking up from the bottom.

She felt a little uncomfortable, and her face flushed uncontrollably.

"Can you stop staring at me like that?" she asked, turning her head to avoid his scorching gaze.

However, he said solemnly, "I don't look at you, what do you do if you run away?"

He was so right that she was speechless.

"Before you were not like this. Remember when you were newly married, you were very active."

He said again, with a low tone, not knowing if it was a problem with the bathroom space, she always felt that there was a magnetic reverberation in his voice.

Before listening to him mention it, Qu Yan was even more embarrassed.

At that time, I was really like a fool who threw moths into the flames and pounced on him.

and after?

She was also considered lucky and fulfilled what she wanted, only to find out that he was really not the same as before.

The former brother Zhuo Ran, perhaps, really died in that car accident with his parents.

"It used to be before, now is now." She only replied coldly.

"You used to be you, you are still you now," he said.

"But now you are no longer the same you used to be. It's my mistake." She replied, feeling for a moment that they were a bit like the characters in Gu Long's writings. How do they speak and how come their consciousness flows.

But by the way, they can understand both the inside and the outside, and they can still communicate so reluctantly.

He also replied at this time: "In this world, the fittest has always survived, but people who are not changed by the world have their own precious things."

This is even faster to rise to the category of philosophy.

Qu Yan shook his head, thinking of other things in his heart, he didn't feel embarrassed anymore. He just took off his clothes, raised his leg and went directly into the bathtub, wrapped his body with water, and watched on the other side of the bathtub. Hold him.

She was really not so interested in mandarin duck bath or something.

She originally thought that he would let him toss for a few days if he wanted to toss, and after these few days, the two of them fell apart.

Unexpectedly, he was not only tossing, but also quite tricky.

Really...

But she didn't expect that in the next second, her slender feet hidden in the water would be caught by him.

"The ankle is thinner," he said.

She wanted to break away, but found that there was no strong point in the water, and continued to struggle, maybe she would be pulled over by him.

So she just looked at him and poured cold water:

"Unexpectedly, you still have such a hobby."

"There are a lot of things you didn't expect. In a few years of marriage, we got together and divorced more. It's normal that you didn't know me that much."

As he said, his hands under the water gently rubbed her feet.

His movements are very light, but the feet are very sensitive parts, so he is just a few simple movements that have made her whole body red, and then he can't help saying:

"You let me go."

"Then do you want to give up the bet? Xiaoyan, I admit that I am afraid of losing and I don't want to lose you, but you can also admit that we can actually be very happy." He said, rubbing her feet with his thumb.

This is really a torture negotiation.

He grabbed her seven inches at the beginning.

The strange feeling spread all over her body. She never thought that the feet that she used every day would make her feel so uncomfortable when she was caught by him.

But how could she give up because of a little bit of discomfort?

So she could only grit her teeth, "I...I won't let go!"

He chuckled lightly, and was indifferent to her stubbornness, but the strength in his hand was more provocative.

The soles of the feet are where it itches as soon as they move. When he touches them like that, she feels that the whole person is not good...