"You uncle, just do it well and wait for someone to serve you. Don't run around casually."

As soon as she finished speaking, Mu Ci curled the corner of her mouth.

Xu Qiaoqiao couldn't help but mutter, "This guy, can't he be calculating me again?"

"What did you say?" Mu Ci asked knowingly.

Xu Qiaoqiao waved his hand quickly: "No, I said I'll give you a wash water, you can wait for a while."

Then, she went straight into the bath room, but she was stunned.

Muci's room is the master bedroom, and the equipped bathroom is very spacious. It not only has a white bathtub, but also has a lot of cabinets and men's supplies.

The entire bath room was filled with a clear and elegant smell, exactly the same as the scent on that guy.

Xu Qiaoqiao's face suddenly turned red without warning, and she didn't know where to put her awkward eyes, and she stood there at a loss.

It was at this time that she realized something even more embarrassing.

There are several clean and tidy towels on the shelf next to the shower, all of which are dark gray, and there is no difference.

Xu Qiaoqiao couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth. Why are the towels of this guy the same? Then which one is what he used to wash his face?

After hesitating for a while, she still couldn't make up her mind, but the person outside the bathhouse had already urged: "Okay? Why is it so slow to fetch a basin of water?"

Xu Qiaoqiao panicked and replied with a meaning: "Here we come, it's ready soon."

As a result, just after she finished speaking, she wanted to bite off her head and knocked her head in annoyance.

It was such a good opportunity just now, why didn’t you take the opportunity to ask where the towel for washing his face was?

It's time to say it's done right now, so what should I do now?

Xu Qiaoqiao hesitated for a while, and didn't care about being shy anymore. She gritted her teeth and asked carefully: "Well, which one is your wash towel?"

Mu Ci answered very readily: "The gray towel on the shelf is."

Xu Qiaoqiao immediately looked in the direction she said, but she was stunned.

The shelf on the upper floor of the shelf does have gray towels hanging, but there are three of them. Which one is it? Or just take it casually?

Her hand that stretched out couldn't help but froze. She looked around and was still a little confused. If she accidentally took the wrong thing and got what she shouldn't have, it would be embarrassing.

At this moment, she felt that the cochlea was hot, and someone approached her, and her slender hand stretched over from her shoulders: "Why are you so slow?"

Xu Qiaoqiao was startled and quickly turned around in panic. As a result, because of his movements too fiercely, his forehead hit the other party's chin.

Mu Ci took a deep breath in pain: "Xu Qiaoqiao, even if you are not satisfied, I ask you to help me wash my face, you don't need to retaliate against me in this way, right?"

Xu Qiaoqiao was so embarrassed that she was almost crying, and she explained in a panic: "No, no, I don't mean that. If you are uncomfortable, don't run around casually. Didn't I say it'll be fine right away?"

Looking at the woman in front of her, she looked both shy and panicked, Mu Ci had a little smile in his eyes, but he spoke seriously: "If I wait for you, I guess I won't be able to wash my face today."

Xu Qiaoqiao was a little ashamed. Mu Ci had already pulled away a towel directly in front of him, turned around and walked towards the sink.

Seeing that she didn't move, he raised his eyebrows helplessly: "Why don't you come here to help? Although my feet are fine, I can't use them."

"Here you." Xu Qiaoqiao responded embarrassedly, and hurriedly walked over. The sink was filled with warm water.

She carefully wet the towel, then twisted it half dry, gently wiped his face, and asked, "Is this temperature OK?"

Mu Ci nodded very rarely, and she breathed a sigh of relief.

If this guy was picky, she really didn't guarantee whether she would just cover his head with a towel.

The process of washing his face was a bit slow. Xu Qiaoqiao had never washed any man's face. He carefully wiped it with a wet towel in his hand, and focused all his attention on him.

She was half a head shorter than Mu Ci. She wanted to wash his face and could only stand on tiptoe desperately, breathing onto his face, and there was an indescribable ambiguousness.

Xu Qiaoqiao did not notice these details, and just wanted to wash his face quickly. As a result, at this moment, Mu Ci, who was originally enjoying with his eyes closed, suddenly opened his eyes, and his dark mind was deep, looking at her quietly.

The two of them looked at each other, and the movements on her hands froze. Only then did she realize that they were too close and almost subconsciously wanted to retreat, but behind her was an open glass door, which hit her straight.

Mu Ci quickly looked and quickly, put his hands on her waist with one hand and pulled the person back directly.

Xu Qiaoqiao was forced to lean in his arms, and even could hear his calm and powerful heartbeat. The familiar and unfamiliar fragrance lingered on the tip of her nose, and her heartbeat instantly missed.

"You wash yourself, I'll go out first." Xu Qiaoqiao didn't want to stay here for a moment. She quickly reached out and pushed Mu Ci away in front of her, threw the towel into the sink, and ran out directly.

Looking at her fleeing figure, Mu Ci smiled bitterly, but his fingers floated to the position he had touched just now, and the smile in his eyes became deeper.

He is really a shy woman, why haven’t he discovered it before?

He curled his lips and then went downstairs.

Xu Qiaoqiao was eating breakfast on the dining table, but her mind kept replaying the scene that made her face blush and heartbeat just now.

Mu Ci's deep eyes were like a whirlpool, which made people easily attracted to it unconsciously after taking a look.

Such a look was a little unfamiliar, and she felt a little scared.

Xu Qiaoqiao was restless and didn't even notice Mrs. Mu was talking to her.

“Check?Check?”

After shouting several times, Xu Qiaoqiao suddenly reacted: "Ah? What did you say, aunt?"

Her excited reaction made Mrs. Mu feel a little strange, and she couldn't help asking with concern: "I mean, you're almost late, aren't going to the hospital today?"

Xu Qiaoqiao pursed her lips. She had indeed planned to stay at home to take care of Mu Ci, but what happened in the morning made her feel a little embarrassed. After a long time, she hesitated: "Well, I have asked the hospital director for leave and will take care of Mu Ci at home today."

"That's great. I happened to have an appointment with someone out today, and Mu Ci will leave it to you." Mrs. Mu was overjoyed. When she turned her eyes, she saw her son walking down from the upper floor. She hurriedly stepped forward and said hello: "Mu Ci, don't you feel uncomfortable today? Do you want to eat porridge or Western food?"
Chapter completed!