Lu Tingwan's eyes widened and looked at him in disbelief: "You, what did you say? Did you wipe me in the morning?"

Her voice trembled slightly.

"Well, this ointment is quite cold. Don't you feel it?" Lu Yanxiu asked her, with a serious look on her face, as if this was not something that made him feel ashamed and embarrassed.

"You," Lu Tingwan almost turned his eyes over when he heard his words.

It turned out that he had applied medicine to herself. No wonder she always felt that it was strange. Sometimes it felt hot, sometimes it felt a little cool, and it was hard to tell which feeling it was.

She always felt something was about to flow out, but she thought it was his thing still there...

"What are you shy? I haven't seen anything about you. I haven't seen you since I was a child and I have never seen you before. What's wrong with me?" Lu Yanxiu comforted her and said.

Lu Ting couldn't say a word for half a day later.

"I'll wash my hands." He finished speaking, and was about to wash his hands, but after walking two steps, he stopped again, looked back at her, and asked, "Do you need to go to the bathroom first?"

Lu Tingwan grabbed the quilt and covered himself.

Lu Yanxiu smiled silently and turned around to the bathroom to wash his hands.

When I came out, I saw Lu Tingwan still covered with a quilt.

He walked over, wiped his hands clean, then took the ointment and sat down at the end of the bed, lifting the quilt covered on her legs.

"Put your legs up and open them," he said.

Lu Tingwan's calves trembled, but he didn't respond.

Lu Yanxiu looked at her, did it directly, grabbed her ankles, and put her legs up.

"Relax, why do you do this tightly?" Lu Yanxiu wanted to spread her legs apart, but Lu Tingwan held her tightly.

Lu Tingwan had no choice but to relax, and Lu Yanxiu grabbed his ankles and opened his legs, and then he lifted up his nightgown.

Lu Tingwan hugged the quilt on his face and hid his face tightly in the quilt.

Lu Yanxiu looked at her with a funny look again, while she took off her inner body.

Lu Tingwan was so nervous that he subconsciously tightened his butt, and his curled toes followed him to climb onto the bed sheets.

Lu Yanxiu opened the ointment and was squeezing the medicine. Suddenly he heard her collapse: "Can you knock me out with one stick?"

"What did you say?" She was stuck in the quilt, and Lu Yanxiu didn't hear what she said clearly.

Lu Tingwan didn't say anything anymore.

Looking at him holding the menu's toes tightly, Lu Yanxiu raised his hand and slapped her white and tender thighs with some amusement.

"Relax, why are your legs closed again? Isn't it cold?" he said with a beating.

Lu Tingwan groaned by his heavy slap, and his little butt shrank again and again.

She wanted to kick him, the kind that kicked him out.

"I swear you won't even think about meeting me again."

She shouted and screamed in anger, helplessly stuck in the quilt. Lu Yanxiu still couldn't hear it clearly, and even if she heard it clearly, she would pretend not to hear it clearly.

He looked at Lu Tingwan's legs that were reopened, and his Adam's apple moved up and down, and his whole body became a little hot.

A traditional person like Lu Yanxiu said that he didn’t feel it, and it was impossible to say that he was not ashamed.

However, it was impossible for him to show it in front of Lu Tingwan, because the two of them were embarrassed together, which would only make them even more embarrassing.

As long as he pretends not to be embarrassed, there is nothing to be shy about.

"You, have you cut your nails?" Lu Tingwan was so nervous that he was speechless.

"What did you say? I didn't hear it clearly." Lu Yanxiu asked her.

"I told you to cut your nails?" Lu Tingwan asked him again, sweating profusely.

"I don't have nails. Didn't I just say that I had applied medicine to you once in the morning?" Lu Yanxiu said.

"Hurry." Lu Tingwan said this in a hurry and said nothing.
Chapter completed!