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Extra: Want you (Part 1)

10days ago Historical fiction 7
When the lights were being held, in the bedroom, Han Yili untied his middle-robed clothes and clothes in front of Yuan Wanran, took them off and placed them on the bed, naked.

His shoulders were wide, he tied down into a narrow waist, his chest was thick, his abdominal muscles were symmetrical, his arms were thick, and his tight muscles were plastered with golden light, like a beautiful sculpture in an alien world

Yuan Wanran approached, her little face almost pressed against Han Yi's flesh and looked at him carefully, and her slender hands touched his arm.

After a while, she raised her head and smiled: The wound is almost healed, only a little shallow slit left in the epidermis.

The prince of Qia was assassinated, and Han was injured when he passed by and rescued him. Now he has been at home and the biggest wound has been roughly healed.

Han saw his wife's smile that was blooming for her recovery, and he unconsciously bent the corners of his mouth.

He asked in a warm voice: Can you rest assured that I will take a bath?

Yuan Wanran nodded with a smile

Han Yi leaned over and kissed her heart, took out the laundry and went from the small door of the bedroom to the bathroom back.

Yuan Wanran sat under the lamp to do needlework and remembered that the original cloth towel in the bathroom was taken to wash. Han Yiyu wiped his body after he had nothing to do.

She took out a clean cloth towel and sent it to the bathroom. Han Yi's room just washed his body and got up from the bathtub.

Yuan Wanran was stunned

Han Yi's body is majestic and easily makes those who see him afraid. Yuan Wanran has seen it too much and is used to it. Secondly, he knows his temperament very well. When he faces it, he only feels that he is as steady as the mountains and mountains of heaven and earth. His perseverance and courage can always be on the screen for her, and it is the most reliable.

At this moment, Han Yi became a little strange

He was naked from the bath, his wet hair was dispersed, covering most of his face, and his body was particularly eye-catching because of the water in the bath.

The softest water dripped from his strong body, and it fell back to the ground in the pool. The remaining endless water liquid turned into trickles and trickles in his ups and downs, and his skin flashed with crystal water droplets and water light.

The scene was like a male wild beast swimming out of the water, with primitive power and magnificence from head to toe

Yuan Wanran felt blood rushing to her face, and her face became hot

Han raised his hand and brushed the wet hair strands behind his head, revealing his handsome eyebrows and glanced at Yuan Wanran.

Once his eyes fell on his wife, his deep black eyes would have the same tenderness as his usual

Yuan Wanran seemed to be attracted by a magnet, walked towards Han Yi and handed him a cloth towel for him to wipe him. He stood on tiptoe and raised the small cloth towel on his head.

Han Yi was wondering that his wife wanted to wipe her wet hair, so he immediately bent down and grew up with a lower body, making it easier for her to do it.

Such a seemingly powerful man, but he was obedient and gentle. Seeing this, Yuan Wanran felt inexplicably soft.

She carefully wiped her husband's hair and asked: After a few days, I finally got a bath. Isn't it very comfortable?

Han Yi lowered his head and whispered

Yuan Wanran apologized a little. The doctor said a few days ago that you were seriously injured and it would not be a big deal to touch the water. It was because you were concerned about me. I couldn't feel at ease and continue to clean my body.

You are all for my own good, I am too happy, so I prefer to take a shower.

Hey, why?

Han Yidao: If you have me, some of his wounds are in places where you can’t see them. You must rely on Yuan Wanran to help you apply medicine or cleanse your body.

He continued: Your gestures are gentle, which makes me very helpful

Every time he took a shower, he felt all his attention. How did he teach Yuan Wanran to hold the bath towel that was still hot and dry? How did she put it on his back lightly because of her 120,000 care for him? Carefully avoiding the wounds and clean and warm the skin.

Yuan Wanran heard that, she was naturally happy and said suspiciously: But you seem to want to take a bath? On the day the doctor said, you planned to go into the water to take a bath.

Han Yi replied: Because I want you, I will speak seriously

Yuan Wanran paused

Han Yi then raised his head, and after his messy hair, his black eyes shone at her and said: I haven't touched you for many days, I really want you

He calmly expressed his longing, but his eyes were hot. For Yuan Wanran, it was like Zhao Ye's teasing, and it was like a little fire, easily setting off a spark of fire.

Yuan Wanran's blood rushes to her face again, and her body feels vaguely hot

She asked: Since you...why don't you say it?

Han Yidao: Washing a bath is not enough to completely cleanse yourself. Besides, you are not even at ease when taking a bath. I move a little harder, so you have to worry about causing the wound. You don’t have to mention it when you go to bed.

You didn't hurt the underbelly or there, and those places can still be washed... That room... Yuan Wanran thought of some happy postures that didn't require the man to use his strength, and said vaguely: Well... there should be some other way...

Even so, you must be concerned about my injury and can't enjoy it. What's the point? Han Yi changed his mind, A Wan, can I tonight?

He looked down at his wife, and his black eyes reflected her figure, nothing else.

Yuan Wanran blushed and said softly

Han Yi wiped his body clean, put down the cloth towel and reached out to take his clothes. Suddenly he retracted, and did not wear clothes. He directly carried Yuan Wanran back to the bedroom.