Chapter 586 Domineering and Gentle (6)

The bottle of shower gel in her hand was obviously used up, but she still squeezed it desperately. When she finally saw that nothing could be squeezed out, she threw the bottle of shower gel aside casually, then reached out and took it from the shelf. I picked up any of the unopened bottles and jars.

She squeezed half of the bottle into the bath spray, and then rubbed it vigorously on her body.

Because she had been soaked in the water for too long, her skin was already wrinkled. She didn't know how long she had been tossing her skin with the bath spray. In some places, tiny blood streaks had appeared due to her hard rubbing.

Because he was so close, Su Zhinian could clearly see a hint of disgust between Song Qingchun's brows.

Others may not understand that kind of disgust, but he does.

She dislikes herself for being dirty.

Because when he was young, like her tonight, he was pressed down by a middle-aged woman and kissed and touched randomly... At that time, like her now, he wiped his skin desperately , rub until it turns red and bleeds, but I still feel very dirty.

Su Zhinian lowered his eyes, pursed his lips hard, then stepped forward and snatched the bath flower out of her hand.

As if she had been frightened, she suddenly raised her head and shouted in a sharp voice: "Give it back to me!"

As she said that, she stood up from the bathtub, stretched out her arms, and came to grab it from him.

Su Zhinian was afraid that she would fall, so he grabbed her arm and threw the bath flowers aside. She wanted to get the bath flowers with all her teeth and claws, but Su Zhinian simply pulled her into his arms. He controlled her struggling body and said softly: "Okay, we won't wash anymore."

She was mumbling "It's not... dirty..." while struggling in his arms.

Her top had been torn. When she soaked in the bathtub, it automatically fell off her body. The skirt underneath was wet and stuck to her body. After moving around in his arms for a while, his shirt and suit pants were all soaked. Soaked.

Su Zhinian let her struggle endlessly, hugging her and never letting go.

She couldn't break free from his grip, and tears flowed down again. The force of her hands pushing him became smaller and smaller as she cried.

Su Zhinian didn't say anything. He tightened his grip on her arm slightly and held her tighter.

His silent actions made her give up her struggle all of a sudden. She seemed to have found support and nestled in his arms, crying as if she had been greatly wronged.

He stood quietly in front of the bathtub, hugging her and accompanying her.

Her cries were like knives, cutting bloody gashes on his chest.

He was really heartbroken when she cried, but he knew that she would be sad if he didn't let her vent like this, so he let her vent.

She cried wantonly on his chest for a long time, until her voice became hoarse. Then Su Zhinian raised his hand, patted her back gently, and coaxed her up.

Although he didn't say a word, the rhythmic tapping made her cry gradually stop.

Through the embrace of the two people, Su Zhinian felt that the emotions in her heart had returned to calm, and then he slowly pulled her out of his arms, held her red and swollen face, and pulled her with his thumbs. The tears on his face were wiped away bit by bit.