Su Yang and Xiao Yingzi came out from the bottom of the sea and had never washed their bodies, so they naturally had some unpleasant smells.

Moreover, he had been holding Ye Zhihan just now, but the other party had no objection, which made him feel a little ashamed.

"No, I like taking a shower alone."

As he said that, Ye Zhihan got off Su Yang shyly and went straight into the bathroom.

As soon as he walked in, Ye Zhihan couldn't help but exclaim again.

"What's going on?"

Su Yang was shocked and rushed over in a few steps.

He thought something had happened to Ye Zhihan.

But there was a large bathtub in the bathroom, which had been filled with water and was covered with red rose petals.

The red rose petals were soaked in hot water, emitting mist and fragrant smell, which made the whole bathroom feel intoxicating and pleasant.

On the other side, there are all kinds of sexy underwear, European, Japanese, American, and Chinese, all of which are brand new, with tags and tags on it, all of which are famous brands.

Su Yang has excellent eyesight. He saw a Japanese underwear that costs 3,000 yuan.

He sighed and moved to see the size of the palm-sized fabric, and thought that this man surnamed Hong was really interested.

Seeing Su Yang staring at those sexy underwear, Ye Zhihan immediately said angrily, "What are you looking at? Go out quickly."

Because, when she saw these clothes, her heart trembled and a layer of hotness gushed out of her face.

"No, my wife, let me choose one and see which one is the best for you."

Su Yang looked at Ye Zhihan's figure, looked at the underwear again, and couldn't help but smile.

"Hmph, I don't want to wear such clothes. It's so embarrassing."

Ye Zhihan snorted lightly and pushed Su Yang out, then closed the door tightly and locked it up.

She was afraid that she would wash herself halfway, and Su Yang suddenly broke in.

Then, take off your clothes and go into the bathtub to take a shower.

Soaking the fragrant hot water and looking at the various styles of small clothes on the clothes hanger, Ye Zhihan also felt a hint of impulse in her heart.

She is a very traditional woman, and her clothes inside and outside are all relatively traditional ladylike. Where have you ever bought this kind of clothes?

However, since Su Yang wants her to wear it, she will also wear it.

But, does this seem too unrestrained?

As he thought about it, Ye Zhihan felt very conflicted.

Finally, I saw a Chinese-style dress and thought that the hotel was considerate and knew that I was a conservative woman.

After taking a shower, she put on a Chinese-style robe, then put on a silk robe outside, and hugged her feet. She left the bathroom and came to the living room. She said to Su Yang who was watching TV: "It's your turn."

"Okay. I'll come."

Su Yang turned around and looked at Ye Zhihan, and couldn't help but feel a brief loss.

Then, he looked at Ye Zhihan's white calves stepping on the floor and couldn't help but smile.

"What a laugh, it's just a pair of feet."

Ye Zhihan stomped her feet, then walked to the sofa and sat down.

Su Yang pointed to one of the two glasses of red wine on the coffee table and smiled and said, "You sit down and have a drink of the bar first."

Then, he looked at the silk nightgown again and asked in confusion: "Why are you not wearing that kind of clothes inside?"

"Why should I wear it? It's great."

Ye Zhihan said dissatisfiedly, and then picked up another piece of osmanthus cake and put it in his mouth to taste it.

Seeing that Su Yang was still staring at his chest, he couldn't help but urged: "What are you looking at? You haven't taken a shower yet. It's so late. I have to go to work tomorrow."

"But, I think you'd better try wearing those clothes. Otherwise, this Chinese-style dress won't show your good figure."

Su Yang said seriously.

"If I don't wear it, I'm not that charming."

Ye Zhihan pouted her mouth and said proudly.

Then he stopped tasting the osmanthus cake, stared at Su Yang, and asked in confusion: "How do you know I'm wearing a Chinese-style dress?"

"Well, that, I guess."

Su Yang immediately blushed and stood up and left.

"Guess, I don't believe it, how is this possible? The nightgown I'm wearing is so thick, how can I see it? Could it be that this guy has been peeking at me taking a shower just now. This bad guy."

Ye Zhihan immediately stood up and wanted to find trouble for Su Yang.

When she walked to the front of the bathroom, she couldn't help but be stunned.

The bathroom door was not closed, and Su Yang was taking off his clothes inside.

He didn't take off all of it, but took off his shirt and turned his back to the door.

It was precisely because of the top that Ye Zhihan was stunned, and a layer of mist quickly appeared in her eyes.

There was a wound on Su Yang's back, half a finger wide, and a little blood seeping inside. The surroundings were grayish white, and it seemed that it had been soaked in water for a long time.

"Su Yang, you are so seriously injured, why don't you say it?"

Ye Zhihan walked in a few steps, said to Su Yang anxiously, and reached out, carefully trying to touch the wound, but was afraid that Su Yang would hurt.

"Wife, you saw it. Sorry, I didn't scare you."

Su Yang smiled and turned around.

"You are still laughing. After being injured so much, why don't you tell me in the hospital? I can help you with it."

Ye Zhihan glared at him and said angrily.

"I'm fine with this injury, it doesn't hurt, it doesn't bleed, and it's recovering and healing quickly, so there's no need to tell you."

Su Yang said disapprovingly.

Of course he didn't want Ye Zhihan to see it sad.

He forgot about this just now, otherwise he wouldn't have let Ye Zhihan see it.

"Is this injury left by the damn Japanese man?"

Ye Zhihan asked hatefully while gently touching the knife wound.

"Yes, who else can hurt me besides him?"

Su Yang smiled and said.

"The wound is too big. If you take a shower, the wound will get water. When the infection and inflammation are caused, it will be troublesome."

Ye Zhihan said worriedly.

"Well, why don't you help me take a shower??"

Su Yang joked.

In fact, he was just a joke.

How could a person like him easily get infected and inflamed after suffering a mere wound?

At worst, it is better to use Long Xuan’s inner breath and pass it on the wound than any antibiotic.

"Okay, I'll take a shower for you."

Ye Zhihan did not refuse this time.

"But the shower will wet your nightgown."

Su Yang looked at Ye Zhihan's nightgown and said.

"It's okay, I'll just take it off."

Ye Zhihan said very simply.

"Will that not let me see you?"

Su Yang continued to ask.

"What are you looking at? You are my husband. If you don't show me my body, will you show me to other men?"

Ye Zhihan gave Su Yang a blank look, thinking that this guy was still struggling with these things at this time, which was really long-winded.
Chapter completed!