Chapter 140

Song Zhenzhen shrunk her shoulders pretending to be afraid and nodded to show that she knew.

"Good girl." Wanyan Jiatai got up and left a kiss on her forehead.

Song Zhenzhen felt sick when the warm lips were printed on his skin.

She pushed uncontrollably, and Wanyan Jiatai felt it.

"I haven't come for a few days. I won't touch it?" He asked with a smile.

"A little itchy." She scratched her forehead with a harmless look on her face.

He looked deeply. "Watch your TV."

With that, he opened his long legs and entered the study.

At night, the sound of water splashing came from the bathroom. Wanyan Jiatai was taking a bath. The translucent rough glass reflected his proud body.

Song Zhenzhen twisted her fingers and thought hard about how to refuse.

When the water stopped, song Zhenzhen quickly opened the quilt, covered his head and pretended to be asleep.

The man dried his body and leaned over slowly.

The sound of calm breathing came, and he approached a little. The small body under the quilt curled up like shrimp, which was so stiff

The man smiled: "what are you pretending to be? I know you haven't slept."

Song Zhenzhen helplessly opened his eyes: "how do you know?"

The man said, "if you sleep, how can your heart beat so fast?"

The sound of beating drums can be heard across the quilt.

The man opened the quilt and squeezed in. His big hand stopped her slender waist and firmly clasped her in his arms.

Song Zhenzhen held back for a long time: "my... Leg hurts."

"Huh?"

"Leg pain."

Bata, Wanyan Jiatai turns on the lamp and lifts the quilt.

Song Zhenzhen took the initiative to put two white legs in front of the man.

"Jiatong found that her knees were so fragile for a while," Jiatong said

Only knelt on the ground for two hours.

Wanyan Jiatai turned over and got out of bed angrily. It seemed that he was looking for ointment.

Sure enough, when he came back, he held an ointment in his hand.

Wanyan Jiatai unscrewed the lid, squeezed out some and applied it evenly on his knees. When doing all this, his expression was very focused and serious.

After making sure the ointment is completely absorbed, the man throws the ointment directly into the drawer at the head of the bed.

"Go to bed. It'll be ready tomorrow."

Next day

The light rain beat in front of the window lattice, and the sky outside was obscure.

"The prince has explained that you can only move in the villa and can't go outside." Suddenly there are more bodyguards at the door, and they still look very difficult to deal with.

Song Zhenzhen moved to another person with small steps: "can't I see the flowers outside?"

Who knows this is colder than the one just now. I didn't even lift my eyelids.

Is this imprisonment?

Song Zhenzhen was a little angry. Obviously, he wanted to scold, but when he thought he was an idiot now, he stifled it.

She ran back to the bedroom, locked the door, and then made a puzzling gesture - kneeling on her knees.

It's not a good thing that there are only faint traces on your legs when you get up in the morning because of the ointment.

This is the only way to keep the trace longer.

After kneeling for another two hours, song Zhenzhen reluctantly got up from the ground. After a long squeeze, the trace was indeed aggravated. However, it was far from her goal.

In the afternoon, a luxury car slowly drove into the gate, and song Zhenzhen stared in amazement.

Wanyan father and Wanyan mother?

Didn't you say you came in two days? Why did you come here early?

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