Chapter 24

"Then you go wash it." It's none of his business for her to choose a room.

"One room and one bathroom, or I'll wash in which one you choose?" He raised his hand to promote Xia's XiuXiu arm muscle, "I don't mind letting you see, you see, I'm not very generous with your fiance."

Finger a bit his forehead, heavy, "Leng muxun, you owe flat."

"Miss, choose quickly. We'll take a bath separately. I'm going to bed."

Zhong wanqiu's head began to hum. He led her forward and opened the door one by one. Every room looked like a man's room. There was no smell of women. Black and white was simple, but it looked extremely noble. When you look back, you can see Leng muxun's white shirt, black trousers, or black and white match.

"I want this one." When she saw the swing on the balcony of the room, she fell in love with it, and finally had a taste of a woman.

"OK, it's up to you." He turned around briskly, people and voice are relaxed a lot, as if she promised to stay to save his life, even the cold smell on him also faded a lot.

"There's my pajamas in the closet. You'll make do with it for one night." As he walked, he flung this sentence, and then the man disappeared outside her door.

Standing quietly in this strange room, everything seems to be a dream. If it's a dream, how good it should be. She doesn't want to wake up. She just wants to forget all the unhappiness in her dream.

But those, it is the life must, after, can no longer throw away.

The room is very quiet. Zhong wanqiu opens the wardrobe and chooses one of his shirts as pajamas.

The brand-new white shirt is a little big on her. However, when the pajamas are just ready, no matter what brand-name shirt they are, she just takes them as pajamas. He's right. He should be responsible for his bumping into her.

Taking the shirt, she slowly went to the bathroom, the bathroom in the bedroom. Although she didn't love vanity from childhood to adulthood, she was used to seizing the bathroom with her classmates every day when she went to college. But at the moment, she really likes the bathroom in the room. At least, she doesn't have to wait in line to take a bath here.

Beautiful bathroom, marble floor, four big mirrors, clean everywhere she is, even when taking off clothes have a kind of peeping feeling, she is peeping herself.

Shining shower head, a press down, warm water spilled down, she did not dare to wash, her leg is still injured, just took a clean towel dipped in water to wipe the body, only so, in the leg injury is not good, she must be careful.

There are bath towel, bath gel and shampoo on the shelf. They are all brands that she did not dare to think of before, but now she uses them in luxury.

After washing, Zhong wanqiu wears Leng muxun's white shirt and pushes open the bathroom door, but he doesn't want to. Outside, Leng muxun leans on the wall like a demon. Her short hair is dripping with water. From top to bottom, there is only a bath towel tied around his waist, revealing most of his strong wheat chest without a trace of fat, which makes her brush her head down and dare not look at him.

Staring at his toes, "you... What are you going to do?" Isn't he talking about sleeping separately? Didn't he say he wouldn't touch her until she said yes?

What is he doing now?