Wild Games: The Devil Let My Mommy Go

He is not at ease wherever there is water. ()

"Then...then let me down and I'll go by myself." She could feel his slightly rising body temperature through the thin bath towel, fearing that he would turn into a wolf again, so she hurriedly said: "What if the servants come in?"

It’s so embarrassing to see us like this.”

Ye Yanmo put his fingertips on her pretty nose and said, "We are husband and wife, idiot. No matter what happens, it's normal. They don't dare to laugh at us."

In fact, he had already warned that no servant within half a mile would dare to cross the minefield.

Yin Yanyan: "..." It seems that their identity as husband and wife gave him a lot of convenience, and it also made his face grow exponentially...[

"You...you won't do it again?" She was really a little scared.

"What do you think?" Ye Yanmo gave her a wolfish smile.

Yin Yanyan shuddered: "No more! I'm tired!"

"Well, okay, then have a good sleep." Ye Yanmo put her on the bed and took out the hair dryer from the bathroom: "Sit back and let me dry your hair first."

His thoughtfulness made her heart skip a beat.

When they were together six years ago, he was responsible for blow-drying her hair every time she took a bath. Unexpectedly, he had not forgotten it and wanted to keep this habit...

No, she doesn't want him to be so gentle and considerate. She's afraid that once she gets used to it, she won't have the courage to leave him again——

After all, she agreed to live a real married life with him just for the sake of divorce a year later...

"I'll do it myself." She turned back to pick up the hair dryer.

Ye Yanmo held her hand with one hand and said with a half-smile, "I'll do it, I'm afraid you'll burn your hair again and turn it into a bald man."

Yin Yanyan blushed, remembering the embarrassing incident back then.

Once she was watching TV while blow-drying her hair. She was so fascinated by it that she grabbed a strand of hair and blew it, and ended up burning it...

I was teased by Ye Yanmo for several days at that time.

"No way, I haven't had a good time without you all these years. I've been blowing my hair by myself and it's never been burnt again." Yin Yanyan subconsciously argued.

Ye Yanmo's hand holding the hair dryer froze slightly.

Have you been fine all along?

If she has been fine, why are there thin calluses on her fingers, and a slight depression on her brows and under her eyes?

The girl who was once so bright and sunny, with no finger to touch the sunshine, has been polished by six years of suffering into what she is now...

"Yan Yan, you will not be alone in the future, you will always have me." This sentence circled in his chest, but he did not say it out.[

Now - this is not the time to say this. Saying it now will make her very disgusted, and she might even think that he is plotting against her again...

"I'll do it. After all, I'm already very skilled, right?" Ye Yanmo rubbed her wet hair with his left hand.

There have been too many changes in these days. Her short hair has not had time to take care of. It is already a little long and half draped on her shoulders wetly. There are water droplets rolling down her fragrant and tender skin and soaking into her diagonally draped bath towel.

There is a kind of gorgeous and fragrant beauty in it.

His lower abdomen felt hot and he reacted again...

I really want to throw her down again, hold her in my arms, and become one with her again...

But seeing her slightly tired eyes, he suppressed his thoughts again.

Forget it, the days are long and he is not in a hurry.

If you are too impatient, you might scare her...

He coughed dryly, put away his thoughts, and concentrated on taking care of her hair.