Shen Wan couldn't stand it two days after she woke up. She hasn't taken a bath for a long time since she was unconscious because she couldn't move much.
Lying in bed, she could smell the smell on her body. It was an indescribable sour smell.
"Fanfan ~ my good Fanfan, I beg you, just let me take a bath!"
In the room, Shen Wanqing grabbed Yan fan's sleeve and begged pitifully.
Yan fan glanced at her and snorted coolly, "don't even think about it! The wound on your chest hasn't begun to heal. The imperial doctor told Wan Wan that the wound can't touch water. Do you still want to take a bath? Do you want to continue to go to the gate of hell?"
The young man sitting by the bed pulled back the sleeves held by the girl in the palm of her hand.
Shen Qingxin, who was rejected miserably, was broken. "Can't you smell the smell of me?"
Yan fan sniffed the speech and lazily picked the tip of his eyebrows. He leaned over to smell it and frowned slightly, "it's a little smelly..."
"Look! Even you smell it!" Shen Wanqing was wronged. "You don't kiss me recently. It must be because you dislike me! Just wait until I finish taking a bath."
Listening to the girl's words, Yan fan finally couldn't help the disgust stretched on his face. He couldn't help laughing and rubbed the girl's hair, "it's a milk smell. There's no smell. It's obviously fragrant."
Shen Wanqing rolled her eyes. "Don't let that fart for me!" she couldn't smell her own smell?
"Well, I don't take a bath. You bring me a basin of water to wipe my body. How about not getting wet and cleaning my body?" Shen Wanqing really can't stand his sticky self. He must wash and change his clothes.
The dark blue pupil of the young man in front of him suddenly became a little deep. The beautiful and strange peach blossom eyes gathered a smile, and the end of the eyes Rose.
The smile on the corner of his lips was meaningful, "wipe your body?"
"Yes." Shen Wanqing nodded.
Suddenly, she blinked and said to Yan fan, "if you're embarrassed, you can ask the servants outside to wipe my body for me."
As long as her body is not sticky, she can bear this sacrifice.
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Yan fan's fingertips with snow-white sleeves were slightly stunned. He raised his eyebrows. His dark blue pupils were dark and dangerous, "let the servant do it for you?"
"Yes, aren't you shy?" Shen Wanqing looked at him and answered.
After all, this is the country of women. Although she doesn't care about the difference between men and women, men should pay great attention to their reputation. Although it's a little troublesome, she doesn't mind troublesome for Yan fan.
Yan fan narrowed his eyes slightly and rubbed the girl's chin with his fingertips. "What are you thinking, your highness? Hmm? Your Highness's body hasn't even seen Yan fan himself. Yan fan will be willing to let her see or even touch her?"
Shen Wanqing blinked and stared at the delicate and strange face of the young man in front of him.
When talking, the other party slightly narrowed his long and narrow eyes. The peach blossom eyes became narrow and strange. The tail of the eyes was deep and picked up, like a charming fox in the painting collection.
The dark blue pupil is extremely deep and sparkling, just like a dark stream in the night.
She tasted Yan fan's words carefully. Shen Wanqing hesitated and said, "so?"
Does this guy wipe her or not?
Yan fan's fingertips hooked the girl's smooth chin and his tone was ambiguous. "Yan fan helped his highness wipe his body."