Chapter 1270 Stop Everyone, Let Me Rob You 68

"What do you mean you turned your head away??"

Chu Ci bent her knees and pressed down on the foot of the bed, moving his chest time and time again. She was quite dissatisfied with the fact that he quickly looked away after looking at her for a few times.

The little guy had just finished taking a bath. His skin was sickly pale, and he was quite thin. He looked a little frail, and he was not the kind of healthy child.

But at this moment, because of the hot water, Chu Ci's fair skin had a faint pink color. It looked like a peach that was just about to ripen. You could feel the abundant moisture in it when you pinched it.

How do you see it, why do you like it...

Afraid of looking too much, the two couldn't help but raise their hands and knock her down.

Jiang Huaizuo's eyes were dimmed with a hint of gray. He was thinking this in his heart, but his face didn't show it. He even raised his hand, looked at Chu Ci's hair eagerly, and spoke.

"I'll wipe it for you."

The pair of cat eyes staring straight at him, with a bit of longing in their eyes, is still a bit irresistible.

He usually has a cold face, and basically not many people dare to come close to him, so they can't notice anything.

Until this person looked at him like this, his indifference was gone, but his arrogance was still there. He was like a small animal, and his eyes were still a little moist.

For a moment, Chu Ci's heart trembled slightly, as if something had stabbed her heart.

Without thinking much, he handed the towel to the man.

Then I saw his eyes brighten, and he pushed down Chu Ci's shoulders and adjusted Chu Ci's original kneeling posture. Then he raised his hand, stabilized Chu Ci, and then carefully wiped Chu Ci's hair. Come.

The gentle touch on the hair made Chu Ci slightly squint his eyes, and raise his head back, seemingly enjoying it.

Jiang Huaizuo saw Chu Ci's expression in his eyes, paused his fingertips slightly, and moved more gently.

‘Jiang Huaizuo’s love value is +2, currently 92. ’

Then he raised his hand and slipped his fingertips into Chu Ci's wet hair. The hair was too short. This feeling made Jiang Huai feel a little regretful.

Looking further down, Chu Ci was at home after all. Chu Ci was not wearing underwear or a bra strap. A small piece of softness was hidden in the wide cloth. If Chu Ci hadn't fastened the two buttons on the collar, I guess it's not that tempting yet.

"Don't be like this..."

Seductive.

Jiang Huaizuo looked at it with his eyes lowered, feeling that his throat was a little tight. One hand went around the front and pulled Chu Ci's cheek down so that he would not see Chu Ci's expression and fair skin.

With less stimulation, the light in his eyes became weaker.

Continuing to wipe Chu Ci's hair, he saw Chu Ci looking sideways, with a pair of round almond-shaped eyes looking over, moist and bright, the watery light in his eyes had not dissipated, mixed with some doubts, "What's wrong?"

"It's not easy to wipe, that posture."

Jiang Huaizuo pressed Chu Ci's head down again and said seriously, but in the corner that Chu Ci didn't see, the color in his eyes was different.

In fact, he couldn't accept such temptation.

Withdrawing his mind, Jiang Huaizuo continued to wipe the hair in his hand, secretly twisting a strand from time to time and playing with it on his fingertips.

"I regret."

Jiang Huaizuo wiped Chu Ci's hair almost completely and was unwilling to let go.

Such small strands made Chu Ci's hair stick together because of the small water drops, and separated little by little.