Chapter 135 As long as it’s what you want, I’m willing to do anything
The wound on Shen Li's head was healing, and it was very inconvenient to wash her hair. Mo Yunzhu put a waterproof patch on it and then helped her wash her hair.
Her hair is long and voluminous, so washing it is really time-consuming and laborious, not to mention it is injured.
Mo Yunzhuo had washed Shen Li's hair in the hospital, and his technique was very skillful and natural.
After washing, Shen Li suddenly pulled Mo Yunzhuo into the bathtub, and the bathtub splashed with water.
Shen Li came up to him in the water and said, "How about it, do you want to use yourself to coax him."
Mo Yunzhuo's eyes were filled with mist, and he seemed puzzled: "How can I coax him with myself?"
Shen Li took her hand out of the water and held his face.
"Just obey."
Mo Yunzhu's throat slid.
The water in the bathtub was fragrant, but they didn't soak for long before Shen Li pulled Mo Yunchu up.
The bedroom is also very different from the past. The bedding has been replaced by a bright red dragon and phoenix brocade quilt, and red candles are swaying on the window sill. The lighting in the room was also arranged as a starry sky atmosphere light. Fragments of starlight wandered throughout the room, as if in the vast night sky. Even the carpet was changed to red.
Mo Yunzhuo looked at Shen Li. Such careful preparations were obviously planned in advance.
Shen Li curled her lips: "Does your look mean you are dissatisfied with my arrangement?"
Mo Yunzhu lowered his head and whispered: "How dare I be dissatisfied..."
"What are you talking about!" Shen Li's voice suddenly became louder.
Mo Yun lowered his head and remained silent.
Shen Li approached him and said with a smile in her voice: "Yun Zuo, am I treating you well?"
As soon as she got closer, a scent hit her.
Mo Yunzhu instantly felt as if strong alcohol had entered his blood. The burning heat spread from the nerve endings throughout his body, and the hot energy and blood were surging crazily.
He knew that grandpa would not prepare a serious bowl of soup for him.
He suddenly hugged her into his arms and whispered in her ear: "It's not good, it's very good. Although, you always like to bully me sometimes..."
A thump───
Mo Yunzhuo was suddenly pushed to the bed by Shen Li.
He didn't react for a moment, and didn't understand why the person who was suddenly hugging him so well suddenly pushed him away, and looked at Shen Li with blank eyes.
Shen Li's eyes at this time were rare and firm.
With this expression, Mo Yunzhuo immediately realized what she was going to do.
His expression changed slightly, and he suddenly sat up from the bed: "Shen Li, calm down..."
"I'm very, very calm now." Shen Li pushed him down on the bed again and slowly pressed him closer. "How do you think I'm coaxing you with yourself?"
The imperative was so obvious in her eyes.
Mo Yunzhuo's eyes changed, and he turned over with her in his arms and pressed her down.
While wanting to kiss her, he said in a deep voice: "Of course I know."
But he failed, and Shen Li grabbed his chin and pushed him away.
And she had already prepared herself by bending her knees to press against his thigh, preventing him from having the chance to stand up.
Mo Yunzhuo: "..."
Shen Li was still in control, she lowered her head and kissed his lips.
The smile was obvious at the corner of his mouth: "No, you don't know, I still like the way you are sitting in a wheelchair, unable to resist me."
"..."
Mo Yunzhuo said in a low voice, "I can do it now."
"I know, so you want to resist?"
Mo Yunzhuo looked at her deeply: "What if I want to?"
"Then try to see if you can succeed." Shen Li said with deep meaning in his eyes, "Do you want me to see your strength? Young Master Mo?"
Mo Yunzhuo's expression was sluggish.
Shen Li put her hands into his clothes.
"Tsk, you've developed your abdominal muscles. It's been quite hard for more than a month, but who can you show them to?"
Mo Yunzhuo looked at the person above him: "What do you think?"
"I want you to tell."
"show you."
"I couldn't help it after seeing it." Shen Li swallowed twice: "You know that the soup prepared by grandpa is not simple, right?"
Mo Yunzhuo's hands slowly grasped her waist.
He tightened his grip more and more: "I know."
Shen Li lowered her head and kissed the tip of his tall nose, then slowly moved it to his earlobe and exhaled a hot breath.
"You're already hard-core, and you still want to insist on me?"
Mo Yunzhuo: "..."
"You only remember that you said you were going to make crayfish for me. How could you forget? You also promised me that you would do it when my legs are healed. Now that things are like this, is it possible that you still have to use your hands?"
"...That's what you said."
"So, you have to fulfill my wish!" Shen Li's fingertips stroked along the shape of his lips little by little, with obvious charm in her cat eyes: "As long as you fulfill my wish, I will forgive you for hiding your mistake. OK."
"Okay, but our positions should be changed. I am..."
"No, I like being up there."
"Chen Li, don't make trouble."
"No fuss, seriously."
Mo Yunzhui stopped talking.
Shen Li's hands began to become irregular.
"If you really don't want to, I won't force you."
Her arousal made Mo Yunzhuo's scalp tighten, and the color of his forbearing eyes changed. It is difficult for a person who is truly lustful to hide his lust.
Even without his grandfather's bowl of soup to help him, he was in this room that she had carefully prepared, and these red rituals made him unable to refuse.
Mo Yunzhuo held the hand on her waist, suddenly turned to holding her face, raised his head and kissed her fiercely.
"As long as it's what you want, I'm willing to do anything."
Mo Yunzhuo knew that Shen Li wanted to take the initiative. He knew that every time she helped him, saved him, gave him a ring, and liked to be the active party when they were intimate. Even this room full of rituals was prepared by her. She has a desire to be in control.
In fact, as long as she likes it, there is nothing she cannot give in to.
He doesn't think it's embarrassing to bow his head in front of the person he likes.
She had done so much for him, why couldn't he just do as she wanted.
Shen Li was heartbroken by his words.
Her fingers brushed his neck, and her fingertips slid along the white skin next to the delicate collarbone, which was as warm as jade, as if tenderness was flowing through her fingertips.
The soft lips were buried in his strong belly, gently stroking his skin. It rubbed against his sexy texture, and the numbing touch made his whole body feel like it had been burned by fire.
Even though her blood was stimulated by the bowl of assist soup and it was hard to endure, the foreplay was still sufficient.
Gradually, pure contact was far from enough to fill the endless thoughts. It was a black hole, his and hers.