Well, isn't it just pouring water?

Zeng Yuran turned around and went to the bathroom. After a while, she came back. "Sir, how many degrees of water do you want?"

Zhang Ruize stared at Zeng Yuran inquiringly and asked coldly, "What are you doing in such a strange way? Are you complaining or resisting? Don't forget, you said it yourself ..."

"Yes, I am your wife, I have not forgotten. Don't I care about you? If the temperature of the water is low, I'm afraid you will feel cold. If it is too high, I'm afraid that it will burn you." Zeng Yuran preempted him and said calmly.

"Well! Thank you for your concern! As much as you like, just adjust it to me. I'm not that delicate. If you can bear it, I will definitely be able to bear it." Zhang Ruize looked at Zeng Yuran thoughtfully. What kind of trick was the woman trying to play?

After that, Zeng Yuran deliberately serve Zhang Ruize like a waiter, so that he could find no chance to tell her what to do.

Zhang Ruize laid in the bathtub. "Come here, wipe my back."

Zeng Yuran didn't answer. Instead, she just started without a bath towel. She took a normal towel and wrung it tightly like her former classmates from the north. Then she held both hands and wiped it off his back bit by bit. Although she was wiping his back, her fingers couldn't touch his body at all.

The two of them hid their true thoughts from each other and were always wary of each other.

However, after a while Zhang Ruize slowly relaxed, how so comfortable! No one had ever been so attentive before. This woman was probably trying to attract his attention on purpose. This rubbing on his back was more comfortable than a massage. It took so long, and the water was getting cold. She was still there wiping his back. Maybe if I don't say stop, she'll keep rubbing it down.

"Have you finished? Looks like you're not very good at this either! If someone is as inefficient as you are, he can't complete one thing for a day. If you don't work, how can you live?" Zhang Ruize clearly felt very comfortable, but the words he spat out were different.

"Well." Zeng Yuran knew that no matter what she did, in this man's eyes, she was wrong, so she could not be bothered to argue with him in vain.

Zhang Ruize suddenly stood up naked, and Zeng Yuran pulled a towel from the shelf to cover him.

Zeng Yuran had intended to cover up for him, but she didn't expect Zhang Ruize to open his arms and stare at her without moving.

"What are you doing?" Can we just cone to the point? I couldn't read your mind? Do we have this chemistry? Zeng Yuran's anger had reached its limit.

Zhang Ruize shook his shoulders impatiently. "It's your duty as my wife to dress for me."

He thought he was the emperor? Zeng Yuran instantly wanted to take off the towel and throw it on his face.

However, when she thought about how she had endured till now, she didn't want to ruin everything. So Zeng Yuran gritted her teeth, took a bath towel, and helped him wipe his wet hair. Then she wrapped him up and wiped dry his body from top to bottom.

Okay, I would take it! Look at how many tricks you can play to stir up trouble!

"It's not done yet." Zhang Ruize protested again when Zeng Yuran was about to help him put on his underwear.

Without a word, Zeng Yuran changed a towel to help him wipe it again. When she reached his penis, Zeng Yuran was going to continue to use the towel to mop it up. He shouted, "Go down, wipe dry my penis. Don't be slack."

Shit, I'm done with you. Zeng Yuran shook the towel. "Wipe it yourself."

She turned around to leave. Zhang Ruize pulled her back and stared at her wickedly, "Why? It's not like it hasn't fucked you before. I'm your husband, have you forgotten?" Then, he grabbed Zeng Yuran's hands and pressed it against him forcefully. "Continue."

Zeng Yuran sneered inwardly, "Who cares?"

So she took the towel and carefully wiped it for him.

How shameless! It's getting bigger. Zeng Yuran straightened her back and threw away the towel. "Alright." Then, ignoring his reaction, she turned around and left.

"Damn it!" Zhang Ruize immediately rushed out of the bathtub and carried Zeng Yuran into the room.