Chapter 2089

She had never done such a thing before. When she looked at Chen's trousers, her eyes were a bit shy and trembling. Her hands were shaking. After untiing Chen's trousers, she held Chen's body and tried to take off Chen's trousers.

The consciousness of the dust is completely sober.

He naturally understood what Xiao Zixi was doing, but he understood, but he couldn't stop it. Wen Jun didn't seem to want him to stop what Xiao Zixi was doing. He opened his mouth for a long time, but he didn't say a word.

Now the dust of the body, only a pair of profane pants.

Xiao Zixi's whole body was shaking, and she felt her face was burning, and her whole body was on fire.

She was sorry, but she knew that if the fever was too severe, it would cause death.

So Xiao Zixi just lowered her head and continued to help Chen wipe her body, trying to let her eyes fall on Chen's legs instead of When Xiao Zixi wiped his dusty body, he felt relieved.

She took off her coat and put it on Chen's body. In addition to the coat, she was also wearing a suspender. Xiao Zixi wrapped up Chen's body with cassock. From the perspective of Chen, she could even see the little shirt inside Xiao Zixi's suspender.

She's so unguarded.

Liao Chen pursed her lips and looked up at Xiao Zixi. Xiao Zixi seemed to feel her eyes. She looked up at Chen with a smile in her eyes: "master, it's OK. I'll wipe your body for you later."

Her tone was too natural.

For a moment, she slowly opened her mouth and said to Xiao Zixi, "thank you, princess."

"The master has helped me a lot. Now I'm just helping him. There's nothing to thank. If I was the one who was sick today, the master would take care of me, right?" Xiao Zixi dragged the chair to the bed and sat down to watch the dust.

Her shoulder blades glowed in the yellow light, which seemed quite attractive and delicious.

The dust tightly pursed lips, then whispered: "yes."

His voice was hoarse, but not just because of illness.

Xiao Zixi looks at the dust and smiles.

When the water on Chen's body was almost dry, Xiao Zixi lifted up his cassock and coat and continued to wipe Chen's body.

The dust can feel her fingers in the chest wiped a few times, then with a cool gently moved to his stomach, his whole body muscles are taut, for fear that in case of relaxation, there will be a reaction.

Xiao Zixi felt the tight muscles and thought that the dust was uncomfortable. She looked up at the dust. Her eyes were wet and moist, with a hint of Yingrun: "am I using too much strength? Are you uncomfortable?"

"Poor monk is ticklish." Liaochen said an excuse that he didn't believe in and recited qingxinjing in his heart.

Now he suddenly felt that the days on board were getting harder and harder, but he could do nothing.

Dust covered his forehead, only felt waves of frustration, unconsciously sighed.

It seems that he was defeated by Wenjun.

That person stabbed him in his most * place, which really made Chen feel very hard. If it wasn't for the person in front of him was Xiao Zixi, he would not have been able to bear it for a long time.