Mo Shichen carried her to the bathroom, looked down at her, smiled, and said three words, "Wash together.
"
She opened her eyes wide and struggled to get down.
"If you think it won't hurt if you fall like this on carpet, you can go ahead and make a fuss."
“…”
"You dare to throw me!"
Compared to her, the man's mood was as stable as a stick without any fluctuations. "I don't dare," he looked at her angry face and raised his eyebrows, "but I won't put you down either."
Mo Shichen carried her to the bathroom and then let her down. When the woman's feet landed, he clamped her waist with one hand and pressed the woman into his arms, and closed the bathroom door with the other hand.
Then he dragged her to the shower and flipped the switch with one hand.
Warm water poured down from the top of his head like rain.
The man's movements were so fast that Wen Yi was caught off guard and let out a low cry again.
Her hair and clothes quickly became wet with water. Of course, Mo Shichen was not spared either. Their hair, one short and the other short, soon became wet with water, and water flowed into their eyes. It was blurred with the dense heat that quickly rose.
Wen Yi was in a mess, with her clothes stuck to her body. Annoyed, she kicked the man. Unfortunately, although the kick was considered a hit, the attack power was low enough to be ignored.
What's worse is that she kicked out angrily, but maybe because of the slippery floor, she couldn't stand firm on her other foot when she kicked out, and her body tilted to the side without any warning.
Mo Shichen's expression finally changed slightly, and he reached out to help her, but he was still a step too late. If he fell like this, his head or any part of his body would hit the bathtub directly. He had no choice but to make a decisive decision in the few seconds under the light of the calcium carbide fire. He quickly held her and turned her over.
The two fell into the bathtub that was already two-thirds full of hot water—
After Wen Yi came in before, she put the water in first and then went back to the bedroom to get clothes.
With a "bang" sound, the water splashed heavily and spilled onto the floor.
Wen Yi heard the man's extremely forbearing grunt. She was held by him during the fall, and she still fell on top of him after the fall.
This time, it was finally Mo Shichen who was in embarrassment.
After Wen Yi regained consciousness, she hurriedly climbed up from his body, her whole body soaked to the skin.
She held her hands on the edge of the porcelain white bathtub and looked at the man sitting in the water. His body was stiff, his face no longer had the usual leisurely and lazy indifference, and his eyes were slightly closed, as if he was enduring something.
She heard the sound she heard after falling, and felt uneasy, "Hey, what's wrong with you?"
The man didn't respond to her.
She reached out and tapped his kneecap, "Mo Shichen, are you okay?"
He let out a small groan from his throat, and then slowly opened his eyes, "Wen Yi," he frowned and spoke slowly, "If my spine is injured, how should you be responsible for me? "
Wen Yi, "..."
Although with this man's recent rogue style, he was probably acting, but the sound just now really made her heart agitate. Plus... after all, it was just to save her, otherwise it would be her who would be the one to be thrown into trouble.
Thinking of this, she felt a little embarrassed, and stretched out her hand towards him, "You come out first, I will pull you."
He glanced at her hands, then looked at her again, and his speaking speed was still slow and unchanged, with a hint of difficulty, "I can't get up."
Her tone was a little more stern, "Mo Shichen, don't pretend to me."
"It hurts." His thighs were soaked in the water from the waist down. He raised his hand soaked in the water with difficulty and put it on her soft hand. He took a breath and said, "Madam, I might as well have let you go just now." If you fall, your skin will be broken at most, but after you heal it, if my spine is injured... you can stay a widow for another fifty years."
Wen Yi, "..."
She lowered her head and glanced at his place, and said calmly, "Even if your spine is injured and you become a disabled person, it can still be used there, but you really can only be a woman forever."
Mo Shichen, “…”
Just as he was about to speak, Wen Yi spoke again with a smile on her face, "But, I don't have any objection to asking me to make the decision occasionally, but if you can never move... you can drag me to accompany your marriage, but I But there’s no guarantee that I won’t go out and eat secretly.”
Mo Shichen, “…”
He stared at her with unclear eyes for a long time, "Madam, if you don't say that I am your husband, is this how you treat your benefactor?"
She grabbed his hand and tried to pull him up, but the weight of a man was beyond her strength. "Come out quickly, do you believe I will kick you?"
"Why don't I believe it? You haven't played before?"
Wen Yi didn't want to talk nonsense to him, so she tried to pull him up, but she didn't know whether it was true or not. Not only did she not pull him up, she even heard him gasping softly.
She frowned and observed, and felt that it was not pretending. She was a little panicked and said, "I'll go down and ask someone to lift you."
After saying that, without waiting for his response, he hurriedly walked out of the bathroom door.
Mo Shichen looked at her back with wet hair and said in a bad tone, "Are you going to run away like this?"
She paused at the door, not understanding what he meant at first, until she turned back to look at him, followed his line of sight and looked down at herself.
The clothes cling to her body, exposing her curves, and due to the tug and struggle just now, the neckline goes down, revealing the undulations of her curves.
But it's not serious. After all, she was wearing a sweater, not a chiffon or silk shirt.
He held the bathtub with his hand and said calmly, "Go and call a bodyguard, and call a private doctor to come over... Change your clothes and go down, don't rush for a few minutes."
Wen Yi didn't reply to his words, turned around and left. She just felt that if she had suspected that this man was not serious about acting, she no longer suspected it. She didn't listen to his words and went to change clothes, casually took a windbreaker and wrapped it around herself. , ran directly out of the bathroom and went downstairs.
When the sound of her footsteps disappeared, Mo Shichen pinched his eyebrows with a headache, held the bathtub with one hand, endured the dull pain in the bones of his back, and slowly got up from the bathtub.
When he finally stood up, Wen Yi was not there anymore, and there was no need to hide anything on his handsome face. His brows were furrowed, and his face was slightly pale, but it was not so obvious under the bright light.
The short black hair had been wet before, and now the dripping water was like lost beads, dripping down the bridge of the handsome and sexy nose, and then along the outline of the chin.
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