It was dormant, very calm.
It would change and become different, like the erection he saw before.
“……”
Meng Huan confirmed that he saw it clearly, remembered the details, and only then did he slowly move his gaze away.
…… One should always know what the thing that screws them looks like, right?
Meng Huan felt that he was shameless to a degree but then tried very hard to justify himself.
Mm, I’m right.
Wringing the handkerchief, Meng Huan continued to wipe his shoulder with a red face.
Not sure if it was because he just looked too closely, but Meng Huan felt he was a little off.
His gaze unconsciously went back to Lin Bozhou’s lips.
To his throat knot stained with lines of water droplets.
To his lean and sexy collarbone.
To his strong shoulder and neck.
To his narrow and tight waist.
It’s over. Meng Huan’s brain was dizzy and a little restless, trying to chant Bodhisattva.
…… This man probably bewitched me, right? TvT.
—It isn’t because I am a pervert!
Never!
Meng Huan bit his lips hard, but the reasons he just earned became distant and blurred momentarily. He shook his head and looked at Lin Bozhou sitting in the basin with drunken misty eyes.
But…… this was his legitimate husband.
As his mind relaxed, Meng Huan’s outstretched hand fell instinctually to Lin Bozhou’s abdominal muscles.
The water was a little hot, and his fingertips were slightly cooler, gently touching the taut skin.
The atmosphere was a little weird.
The face of the man sitting in the basin was covered with water droplets, the moisture staining the bridge of his majestic nose and lips. He didn’t give off the feeling of oppression that scared people like usual but the feeling of a wan and gloomy patient.
Lin Bozhou felt it. “Huan Huan?”
What are you touching?
Meng Huan was about to withdraw his hand.
But the back of his hand was held down by a pair of more powerful hands, his skin complexion slightly warm, almost making him unable to move. Lin Bozhou’s voice carried a hoarse chuckle. “If Huan Huan likes it, then continue to touch it.”
“………………”
Meng Huan was so frightened that he almost sobered up.
Lin Bozhou’s end tone was enticing. “I’m Huan Huan’s husband, so, of course, Huan Huan can touch wherever he wants, no?”
Although Meng Huan had a mental warning of his flirtatiousness, he was still stunned momentarily when he heard these words.
His fingertips were hot, and his skin almost burned.
He deserved to be the male lead of a rated novel.
Lin Bozhou closed his eyes as he spoke with a faint airy tone. “…… I also like it when Huan Huan touches me.”
He looked like he was letting Meng Huan ravage him.
Meng Huan: Help!
Lin Bozhou really had a little something perverted on his body!
Meng Huan was just about to say that it was okay when his wrist was grabbed by him and pressed near his waist and abdomen, dripping with a strong hint, meaningfully wandering from top to bottom.
“……”
Meng Huan’s back was slightly chilled, and his throat squeezed tight.
His fingers gently wandered within a few moments.
Lin Bozhou let out a very soft, low gasp.
“…………”
Meng Huan was numb, feeling like a lustful monarch whose mind was already not strong, but he coincidentally met a beautiful vixen who tried to seduce him.
But Lin Bozhou’s waist and abdomen muscles were taut, and the feeling was indeed…… very good.
Meng Huan let him tug, and after touching the abdominal muscles, he touched the pectoral muscles.
This time, Lin Bozhou did not have the evil and murderous aura when he was in charge of the court, but the bad eyes added a sense of sickness and became a miserable beauty to be loved.
Stroking back and forth like this for a while.
Lin Bozhou spoke.
His voice was very soft, and his closed eyes did not look at him, but the wickedness in his voice was not diminished at all, as if expecting Meng Huan’s action. “Besides touching me, does Huan Huan want to do something else?”
His voice was slightly hoarse against his eardrums.
“……”
In the original book, Lin Bozhou only had the attribute of taking something by force. Why would there be this attribute of seductive fox charm now? He was…… really so flirtatious.
Meng Huan’s brain was so dizzy, subconsciously feeling that Lin Bozhou seduced him, but he was truly tempted and could not help but purse his lips.
Lin Bozhou’s voice got lower as if tempting people into the abyss.
It had reached a point where it was inaudible, “Huan Huan, touch me.”
Letting out a slight sigh, like a man who was extremely horny.
“……” Mad about sex.
Meng Huan nervously swallowed his saliva. The remnants of his reasoning told him that even if Lin Bozhou were now talking about touching him, the result would be him touching himself.
But his eyes couldn’t move from Lin Bozhou’s face.
Lin Bozhou’s shoulders leaned back slightly on the basin, and the corner of his lips had a relaxed smile, similar to when Meng Huan first saw him in the basin.
Handsome and evil, like a siren.
Lin Bozhou’s every word and sentence burned with desire. “Huan Huan, come here.”
He had touched Meng Huan many times. Meng Huan was passive while he was active, so he caught feelings earlier than Meng Huan.
He was praying and waiting for Meng Huan’s touch.