Long Xiliang also rubbed her sour limbs and waist.

After helping Lu Xiaoyou rinse, he picked her up from the bathtub, wiped her clean, put on soft and skin-friendly pajamas, and carried her out of the bathroom.

While the two were bathing, a servant came in and changed the four-piece suit on the bed.

Lu Xiaoyou was carefully placed on the bed by Long Xiliang, she opened her mouth, her voice couldn't come out, and her vocal cords were hoarse as if she had been thrown into the desert and thirsty for three days and three nights.

Long Xiliang went to pour her another glass of water.

Lu Xiaoyou drank the water, the taste in the water was slightly sweet, and honey was added to moisten the throat.

"What time is it now?"

The curtains in the bedroom have been closed, and Lu Xiaoyou doesn't know what time it is.

Long Xiliang glanced at the time on his phone, "It's six o'clock." ”

Lu Xiaoyou: ""

Not only did she prostitute herself with Long Xiliang during the day, but she also spent half a day in bed with him.

Towards noon, she had only drunk a bowl of sweet soup, and now her stomach was empty, and her stomach was almost deflated.

"Cook for me," she pleaded at him, like a kitten waiting to be fed.

Long Xiliang responded with a good voice, his voice was low, so gentle twilight.

"I'm going to take a shower first."

He only cared about helping Lu Xiaoyou clean just now, but he didn't wash it much, and when he took her out, he hastily wore a bathrobe.

He had always been fond of cleanliness, so he naturally washed himself before making dinner for her.

"Get some sleep first." The man said to her.

Lu Xiaoyou shook her head, although she was tired, she couldn't sleep at all now, "Open the curtains, I'll lie down for a while." ”

Long Xiliang went to open the curtains for her, and Lu Xiaoyou lay on the bed, looking at the scenery outside the floor-to-ceiling window.

She is on the top floor of the Jintai Building, and through the floor-to-ceiling windows, she can see most of the city covered by a thin sea of clouds.

The clouds on the horizon are bright red and light purple in color, and the lights of the city loom from below the clouds, like stars hidden in the clouds.

The setting sun had sunk to the edge of the horizon, and the bright crescent moon hung over the deep blue sky.

Lu Xiaoyou lay on the bed, looking at the sky outside the window, as if she could pluck the moon as long as she stretched out her hand.

In the bathroom, the man soaked in the warm water used by Lu Xiaoyou.

He raised his wet hand and brushed the broken hair that had fallen on his forehead to the back of his head, and the hairstyle became a fierce wolf rush.

Suddenly, the temperament of Long Xiliang's entire face changed, he changed from a deep and cool god to a demon king who dwelled in the dark, and his ink-colored eyes were like frozen rivers.

He leaned against the tub with one hand on the edge of the tub.

He recalled the scenes of the past few hours, those beautiful images, after flickering like a marquee in his brain, the man's thin lips overflowed with a sneer.

It's ridiculous that he put his life in the hands of a woman.

Is he crazy? will choose Lu Xiaoyou as his girlfriend.

Oh, by the way, Lu Xiaoyou may be the queen.

It's strange, how could she be a queen?

Look at her birth, her family, in the capital, the Zhu family behind her has not been squeezed into the circle of wealthy families for 20 years.

What can this kind of woman with no background bring to Long Xiliang?

She could not give him anything but physical pleasure.