The few people were not in a hurry to go back to the nature reserve. They encountered too many bad things today, so they decided to stay in the city to wash their dirty bodies and minds.

Jiang Anzhi's complexion has not been very good since he saw that woman, and his mood has not been high.

After returning to the hotel, Jiang Anzhi asked Feng Lan to wash first, while he sat quietly on the sofa.

Feng Lanchu quickly washed her hair and came out to change Jiang Anzhi. For the first time in history, Jiang Anzhi washed in it for a long, long, long time.

Feng Lan's shallow worries at the beginning of the first day turned into deep worries.

After all, when the emperor met Fuqi, she threatened Jiang Anzhi's kidnapping. Although Jiang Anzhi said in a relaxed tone that he was rescued by his uncle from the People's Liberation Army, judging from the signs of his sleep, nightmares and even his demands on the environment, His inner nightmare was always there.

Especially now, stimulated by what happened to Zhao Xiaomei, did he think of his childhood nightmare?

Jiang Anzhi's abnormal behavior let Feng Lanchu know that he must be taken out of the horns as soon as possible.

Feng Lan first walked to the door of the bathroom and knocked, but there was no response other than the sound of running water.

It has been more than forty minutes since An Zhi went in, even if it was a bubble bath, Feng Lanchu no longer hesitated, and decisively pushed the door in.

There was steam in the bathroom, Jiang Anzhi stood in front of the shower, scrubbing non-stop, his body was already flushed.

"Anzhi, that's enough."

Feng Lanchu walked over, ignoring that the shower would get her wet, and reached out to hold Jiang Anzhi's hand.

Jiang Anzhi only noticed Feng Lanchu who came in at this time, he stared blankly at Feng Lanchu, and after a moment of silence he said, "Have I washed for a long time?"

Feng Lanchu nodded and said softly: "Don't waste water, water resources are very precious."

Jiang Anzhi looked at Feng Lanchu who was also getting wet unknowingly, and silently reached out his hand to turn off the shower, but remained silent.

Feng Lanchu pretended not to see anything wrong with him, and just wrinkled her nose playfully: "Look at you, not to mention wasting water, it made me wet too."

"Yeah." Jiang Anzhi glanced at her wet, and nodded seriously.

A few people took a temporary room and did not bring a change of clothes. Fortunately, Feng Lanchu was wearing a hotel bathrobe, so it doesn't matter if it gets wet.

Feng Lanchu still wanted to say something, but Jiang Anzhi suddenly leaned over, eagerly looking for Feng Lanchu's lips.

Between the lips and teeth of the two, the snow-white robe slipped off.

Jiang Anzhi picked her up and leaned against the wall, eagerly looking for her warmth.

Feng Lan didn't resist at first, following his wishes, she kept soothing his spine and shoulder blades with her hands.

During the sway, Feng Lanchu's feet were like pendulum clocks, gently tapping Jiang Anzhi's waist, buttocks and legs.

From the shower to the sink, and at some point back to bed.

Jiang Anzhi's cell phone kept ringing, he stopped suddenly and didn't go out, just put his arms around Feng Lanchu and picked up the phone, there was an iron head on the other end of the phone.

"Master Jiang, there is no quick-drying machine in the hotel, and the clothes can only be dried tomorrow after washing. Let's rest here for one night and go back to the camp tomorrow."

"Okay." Jiang Anzhi replied in a hoarse voice, and quickly cut off the phone.

Feng Lan's face was flushed at the beginning, her eyes were confused, as if she hadn't recovered from the extreme, Jiang Anzhi lowered his head and bit her again.

That night, Jiang Anzhi didn't say anything, but expressed to Feng Lanchu his attachment and need for her.

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