Runaway Bride

Chapter 8 Bath For Me

But her father was just an admiral of the navy. He existed like an ant among these forces and will died at a light pinch. How did Johnny Lu like her eldest sister? And it's not a concubine, it's the position of the chief's wife directly?

Glancing on the second floor, Elizabeth Song thought, the sons of other families were married at the age of 20, why this man is 27 but there is no concubine around him, and he didn't marry her sister until this year. Why on earth?

Elizabeth was in a trance, and the servant walked over: "Madam, the chief let you go up."

"But I haven't finished my meal yet!" Elizabeth muttered and looked at the half-bowl of rice in the bowl. She really didn't want to go, but thinking of the man's temper, she put down her chopsticks and went upstairs.

The room still retains the decorations of last night, the red Xi character, even the red candles on the table were not burned out. They were twinging Elizabeth's eyes, and she walked stiffly to the bathroom.

Elizabeth hesitated, still wanting to knock on the door to ask, the voice of Johnny came out.

"Come in and bath for me."

"I, I'm clumsy and can't serve you well." Thinking that she will face his body, Elizabeth resisted and braced herself to say, "I'll help you get the servant up..."

"I let you come in!" The man was obviously impatient, and his voice became colder.

Elizabeth had to unscrew the bathroom door.

The bathroom is large and decorated in European style. In addition to the shower, there is also a large bathtub. The man is lying in the bathtub, stark-naked. Maybe he is too high so that the bathtub looks a little small. His feet were still exposed.

There was nothing else in the bathtub. After Elizabeth came, she could see his everything.

She had a thin skin so that she couldn't help blushing. Suddenly her feet slipped wet, and she fell on the man, with a cold chest under her palm, and his breath was sprayed on top of her head, hot. Ccontent © exclusive by Nô/vel(D)ra/ma.Org.

For a time, Elizabeth was a little stunned.

Until she heard Johnny jokingly said: "Why, so urgent?"

"I, I'm sorry!" Elizabeth flushed, quickly got up from him, her coat was all wet, and it was sticking to her body, showing her beautiful figure.

Elizabeth rolled up her sleeves, picked up the soap and applied it to his upper body. After a while, the white bubble covered Johnny's body. He lay there with closing his eyes, as if he was asleep.

After washing him from top to bottom, Elizabeth was panting, she went to get a dry towel and said cautiously, "That's done, you..."

She wanted to say whether to help him out, after all, the bathroom was too watery and slippery, and she was afraid he would slip.

Johnny seemed to know where she was, and pulled her into the bathtub by her wrist.

Elizabeth was unprepared and fell on top of him. Now, her clothes were completely wet.

He took her little hand down and lazily said, "Here."

"No! You wash it yourself!" After touching there, she evaded as if it is a snake and struggled to escape. But Johnny restrained her waist and sneered.

"Why, haven't you seen it last night?"

"You, you are perverted!" If it weren't for her hands were imprisoned behind her back, Elizabeth would have slapped him over, "I'm not Jingyu ..."

Thinking of Jingrou's warning, she abruptly swallowed those words into her stomach.

"You are not what, huh?" Johnny asked, grabbing her hair abruptly and approaching her. "The same trick is boring after being played twice, or do you want to try if I have a temper?"

Elizabeth breathed in pain and said tremblingly, "I, I wash it for you."

She could not disobey him, nor dare.

Johnny lay there, with his hands on the edge of the bathtub, his voice was cold, "Take off your clothes and sit up by yourself."~