Chapter 182

Both of them were sitting on the sofa. Du Heng took Shen Yan's leg and put it on his thigh. His eyes were drooping and his razor was moving. He looked very attentive.

The Du family is an underworld. When they come to Du Heng's generation, they begin to wash white, and the ruffian spirit is still very strong.

An underworld Prince is shaving his little lover's legs here. How strange the picture is!

Shen Yan's eyes were fixed on Du Heng's hand holding the razor. Du Heng holds his ankle, first scrapes the hair of his legs, then moves up slowly, and naturally lifts the skirt that blocks his knees.

Shen Yan was shocked. He immediately held down his skirt and said with a stiff smile, "Du Shao! I'll do the rest myself! "

Du Heng is very insistent, low voice coax a way: "darling, lift skirt up."

It's easy to keep his voice a little bit low and make his heart beat a little bit red.

Shen Yan was frightened, afraid and ashamed. His face was peach blossom, and he said, "no, I can't..."

Du Heng brow tip a pick, interest way: "no one has ever refused me."

Shen Yan's blood is stuck in his throat, brother! You are shaving your legs!! Is it forbidden to refuse? What's wrong with you?!!

"I'm not going to say it a second time." Du Heng said with a smile.

Shen Yan's face turned red. He was afraid and ashamed. He said, "can, can No? It's not good to trouble you like this... "

"Well?"

Simple word, rising intonation, full of a sense of threat, but also with a bloodthirsty atmosphere.

It is worthy of being mixed up on the road. There is no one who can threaten people easily! Shen Yan shuddered, with a bitter face, holding his skirt in both hands, and carefully pulled it up a little bit.

It's really just a little bit. It's no more than a centimeter by visual inspection.

"You have no strength in your hand?" Du Heng looked at him with a smile and said in a low voice, "shall I help you?"

"No!" Shen Yan was so excited that he quickly lifted the skirt up again, revealing a small section on his knee.

The whole body felt numb from the back of the skin to the skin, and even the feet felt tense.

"Poof..."

He heard Du Heng's teasing: "Yan Yan, you are too sensitive, aren't you?"

The man looked at him with a smile, with an undisguised desire in his eyes.

Shen Yan's face is red to blood, and his sense of shame is overwhelming. It's not that he's sensitive, but that the lower body of a man is sensitive, OK?!

"Don't bother you, Du Shao! I'll do it myself Shen Yan is embarrassed to grab the razor from the man.

Du Heng dodged and said with a smile: "Yan Yan, you are injured now. I'll come."

"No!" Shen Yan was so shy that his whole body turned red, like a cooked crayfish fished out of hot water.

Du Heng is very insistent, deliberately tiger face way: "Yan Yan, if you move again, I will tie you up."

Shen Yan's back was chilly, so he had to be honest. He held his skirt nervously with both hands, and almost cried out: "Du Shao, can't you shave?"