Chapter 243 Rub It by Yourself!

One of his wife's calls made Song Wuyou stop and almost slipped.

She gritted her teeth and scolded him fiercely in her heart: stinky man!

Then put his nightgown on the shelf and turn the cold water to lukewarm.

"Wash warm water?" Gu Yanhao asked.

Don't like to wash with warm water?

Song Wuyou changed the warm water back to cold water.

Gu Yanhao looked at her ambiguous: "It's better to wash in cold water, I'm afraid that warm water will not be able to reduce my fiery body temperature."

"You..." Song Wuyou wanted to scold him, but suddenly glanced at his wound and smiled gloatingly: "Hot water, I'll wash it for you. Cold water, you wash it yourself. Two first."

"Song Wuyou, aren't you afraid that the power of the prehistoric in my body will suddenly explode and eat you up?" Gu Yanhao joked.

Song Wuyou hooked his lips and smiled smugly: "Your prehistoric power will turn your small hole into a big hole, and it may even die as soon as it erupts."

"I'll hold back my terrifying power for the time being, and I'll deal with you when I'm healed." Gu Yanhao raised his hand and knocked heavily on her forehead: "Wen Shui. Quickly help me take off my clothes. ."

Song Wuyou rubbed the spot that was hurt by his knock, and said contemptuously, "You only need the strength to hit me, but you don't have the strength to take off your clothes?"

"No!"

Take it off, take it off, it's not that you haven't seen his body!

Having said that, after taking off Gu Yanhao's clothes, her face was as red as a monkey's ass.

It feels so... uncomfortable!

Seeing her blushing blushing, Gu Yanhao hooked her lips and smiled even more charmingly.

She is... so beautiful!

Song Wuyou tried his best to restrain his gaze not to glance down, or he would accidentally glance at him.

She took the shower, came behind him, and helped him rinse the parts other than the gauze.

Beyond the gauze...isn't it below the buttocks?

Song Wuyou felt extremely shy.

But on second thought, isn't it a man's butt? What are you afraid of? What is there to be ashamed of?

Holding a shower in one hand to flush, and a towel in the other to help him wipe...

Gu Yanhao slightly spread his legs and stood in a figure-eight shape.

The corners of his thin and sexy lips were slightly curved, and he smiled narrowly, "Don't need a towel, it will be more comfortable to use your hands directly."

"If you don't shut up, I don't even need a hand or a towel, I'll help you get dressed when you get wet!" Song Wuyou warned him.

"No." Gu Yanhao hooked his lips: "Just use a towel. I haven't washed it all night, so help me to clean it up a bit."

When he was done, he turned around.

Song Wuyou, who was bending over and rubbing his thigh, only felt his eyes flicker, and the scene changed.

I was just two slender thighs, how did they suddenly become...

Although there are still two slender legs, that dark, furry mass... what's the situation?

Song Wuyou stared at it for a few seconds, then raised his head and looked at Gu Yanhao blankly.

Gu Yanhao was not unusual at first, but after being watched by her for a few seconds, it was as if she had been touching for a few minutes. She was soft at first, but suddenly became hard and shouted in front of Song Wuyou.

His eyes became knowledgeable and deep with its firmness.

"Just one look woke it up, you are really capable." Gu Yanhao hooked his lips, and his voice became low and hoarse.

"You're playing a rogue." Song Wuyou blushed and glared at him angrily.

"This is a normal reaction. If you don't wake up, it's not normal."

"..."

"Song Wuyou, give it a bath." Gu Yanhao reached out and held her small hand holding the towel.

Her hand, soft and boneless, was very comfortable in the palm of her hand.

"You rub it yourself!"

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You said, does Miss Song want to help Gu Shao rub? Ahhh, evil.