Wen Yi's head just touched the man's shoulder, and her body was pressed against his side. He put one hand around her waist and held her in his arms, "I'll sleep here tonight."
"Didn't you ask the driver to take me back?"
"Did I say that?"
"you said so."
"I forgot."
"I'm reminding you now."
"Then I change my mind."
“…”
A scoundrel is still a scoundrel when he is drunk.
Wen Yi was speechless for a while, "Let me go, I want to get up."
"No."
“…”
"Mo Shichen, I'm angry if you keep messing around."
The man lowered his head, rested his chin on the top of her head, and coaxed in a low voice, "Don't be angry."
“…”
Wen Yi turned over in his arms, raised her head and sniffed his collar, "You stink like hell, you smell like alcohol."
Mo Shichen also imitated her and smelled her body, saying in an ambiguous tone, "You still smell very good."
"To take a bath."
"If you don't go, it's you who smells bad, and everything I smell is sweet."
“…”
She said in a cold tone, "I don't want to sleep with a man who smells like alcohol. He'll kill me."
After a moment of silence, the man still raised his heavy eyelids and said, "Then you go take a shower with me."
"In your dreams."
Mo Shichen pressed half of his body against hers and said hoarsely, "Baby, if I really have to do something to you, it's easier now."
“…”
"Okay," Wen Yi was in his arms, staring at his handsome and half-confused face for a while, then curled her red lips, "Then you can carry me to the bathroom. Can you still hold me?"
"Of course," the man's lips pressed against her cheek, "I told you, I always have the strength to hold you."
After saying that, he really got up, picked her up from the vagina, and walked straight to the bathroom.
Mo Shichen put her under the shower head, put his arm around her waist and said to her face, "You take a shower, and I'll turn on the water to take a bath."
“…”
Before Wen Yi could react after he finished speaking, his arm stretched out from her side and turned on the shower head. The warm water fell vertically and poured on Wen Yi's head.
The man had quickly taken a step back and avoided this range.
Wen Yi was suddenly showered and almost screamed.
"Mo Shichen—"
The hot air turned into white mist, and the man smiled at her, "You can't touch the water with the wound. I can't take a shower."
The clothes were soaked by the water, and it was impossible not to wash them now. She had no choice but to say, "I'll take a shower, and you get out."
"You wash yours and I'll wash mine, or if you don't like the shower—then take a bath with me."
"I'll let you out!"
"Help me wash you after you shower."
"You wash yours, shouldn't I wash mine?"
The handsome face hidden in the hot white mist looked serious, "I'm drunk and I don't know how to wash."
“…”
Being drunk is just this man's excuse, right
This excuse is really versatile.
Wen Yi didn't want to pay attention to him. She turned her back to him and took off her clothes haphazardly. It was not comfortable to wear her clothes when they were soaked. Moreover, she also gave up the idea of letting this man go out and not watch her take a shower.
She couldn't do it.
During the entire bathing process, Wen Yi kept her back to him and never turned around. Although she could feel a strong gaze falling on her body, it almost never left him throughout the whole process.
After a quick shower, she turned off the water and took out a towel to dry herself. Then she took the only men's towel in the bathroom and wrapped it around herself. Only then did she finally feel safe -
She had been honest with him, had done all the intimate things between husband and wife, and had been carried to the bathroom by him to take a bath together, but never like this... When she took a bath and showed him, her nerves were inevitably on fire.
After wrapping her body tightly, Wen Yi turned around to look at him.
I didn't know it, but I was shocked when I saw it. I couldn't help but yell out, "Mo Shichen, are you crazy?"
The water has been put away long ago, and others have already sat in the bathtub.
The water level in the bathtub was well controlled, probably just below his chest, but...
He didn't take off his clothes, just soaked in the water with his clothes on.
He still had such a handsome face, and he still had an indescribable embarrassment and sexiness when he was soaked in the water. He was drunk, really drunk. This man's drunk performance was top-notch, except for the occasional appearance of his body. Wan Wean has basically never made any gaffes. Except for the fact that when he was talking to her just now, he was almost childish. Others probably couldn't tell that he was drunk.
But the expression on his face was obviously not as indifferent as normal, with a calm and confident look on his face. At this time, he raised his chin slightly, looking slow and a little dazed.
She might not even be able to tell what kind of mentality he had when he was watching her take a shower just now... a man looking at a woman, or... a drunk simply waiting for her to wash him after she finished taking a bath.
She was simply in awe of this man.
When she thought he was pretending to be drunk, his expression in front of Su's mother didn't seem like he was pretending.
When he returned to the bedroom and was clear-headed and responsive, he immediately took her back as soon as she wanted to leave. He knew that water should be put in the bath and that the wound should not be exposed to water. At the same time, he was like a fool and didn't even know to take off his clothes.
Is he just pretending, or is he selectively shrewd and confused
She didn't think he was pretending...
Although she had ridiculed Mr. Mo for his lack of self-esteem, she knew very well that every bone of this man was proud. Many people were arrogant because of their low self-esteem, but he was so pure and proud that he couldn't be more pure.
The reason why she was ridiculed for his lack of self-esteem was because this man's psychological strength had been cultivated to the point where no one could hurt him, and she knew it very well.
He can pretend to be gentle, a gentleman, warm-hearted, and humble, but he can't pretend to be this stupid.
She stood and he sat in the bathtub. Mo Shichen raised his head a little and said in a serious and serious voice, "Yi'er, help me take a bath."
“…”
He lifted his hand out of the water, touched the water, and said to her, "Yi'er, the water is getting cold."
“…”
Wen Yi stood there, her mind slightly numb.
She pursed her lips, but still couldn't bear to see his young state with degraded IQ. She walked to the edge of the bathtub and clung to her body. She took a deep breath and raised her hands to unbutton his shirt one by one.
"Why don't you take off your clothes?"
"Wait for you to take it off for me."
“…”
She paused, feeling that she had been tricked by this sinister and cunning man again. She cursed herself for being stupid, raised her eyes like knives, but the eyes that greeted her were still a bit drunk and dull. , the darkness just stared at her intently.
She understood that he was cunning and cunning. This trait had been engraved in his bones. Even if he was drunk and lost his memory, he would still follow him like a shadow like a shadow.