After more than half a year, Fan Rou’s scars are almost gone. Apart from so marks on her back, the rest are barely visible.
The two took wedding photos, and Lan Shao even gave her a set of jewelry.
However, Fan Rou was very frustrated because he wouldn’t touch her.
"Ranran, do you think he has so kind of problem?"
She had hinted openly and discreetly several tis, but Lan Shao remained indifferent.
Does she have to say it directly and beg to be pounced on?
"You could be more proactive yourself, don’t be so shy."
"What kind of lousy advice is that?" Fan Rou complained.
Can’t she co up with sothing more reliable?
"How about this, you two go camping, you take so sexy lingerie, try it on him, and if he still doesn’t react, just leave him."
"Where to camp?"
"By the beach," Ye Ranran thought for a mont and said.
"Sounds quite appealing."
Fan Rou casually searched, and the nearest beach was only a one and a half hour drive away.
"I’ll go to Blue Sea," Fan Rou decided.
"Go, go, I wish you success."
As long as she doesn’t bother her anymore.
In the evening, when Lan Shao returned, Fan Rou occasionally glanced at him from the corner of her eye.
"Do you have sothing to say?" Her hesitant deanor made Lan Shao feel frustrated.
"We haven’t gone on a trip together yet, right? How about we go out and have so fun? Just the two of us?" Fan Rou lay on the desk, looking at him.
Her smooth long hair cascaded down her shoulders, adding a touch of allure to her.
Lan Shao’s gaze deepened, "Where to?"
"To the beach, let’s go to the beach and enjoy the breeze."
"Late November, you want to go to the beach for a breeze?"
Is she out of her mind?
"Have you never felt the Northwest wind on your body?"
It seems reasonable, Fan Rou covered her face, "Forget I said anything."
"Ranran, what lousy advice did you give? Going camping by the beach in this weather, are you planning to freeze to death?"
She’s such a useless advisor.
"Sorry, I forgot."
Fan Rou was depressed.
"Actually, you could ss up your room’s shower, then go to his room to take a shower, and wear the sexy lingerie... I don’t need to say the rest, right?"
"How to ss it up?" She’s never done this sort of thing.
"Don’t ask about technical issues; I only offer the plan."
Fan Rou: "..."
Fan Rou locked herself in the bathroom for a long ti and finally managed to break the shower.
"My bathroom is broken, can I use yours?" Fan Rou asked, holding her pajamas.
"Yes," Lan Shao replied without even looking up.
Fan Rou glanced at him with a deep grievance, but unfortunately, Lan Shao didn’t notice.
After washing, Fan Rou put on pajamas outside.
She hesitated as she walked out, contemplating how to let the pajamas slide off naturally, without seeming forced.
As a result, when she looked around outside, Lan Shao was nowhere to be found in the room.
In a fit of anger, Fan Rou sat on Lan Shao’s bed, intending to wait for him to return.
She waited until she was practically a stone statue, but Lan Shao still didn’t return.
Finally, she angrily walked out.
She ended up running into Lan Shao who was just returning to his room.
In an attempt to seduce him, Fan Rou wore a rather thin set of pajamas, with a very low-cut neckline.
Now standing close to Lan Shao, with her head lowered, Lan Shao could see her cleavage.
Fan Rou blushed and lowered her head, remaining silent for a long ti.
She had thought Lan Shao would be overwheld, but unexpectedly, he just took off his suit and draped it over her.
"Wearing so little, be careful not to catch cold."
Fan Rou suddenly looked up, staring incredulously at him.
"Hurry back to your room," Lan Shao urged, giving her a slight push.
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