[tea color tea color]
[When you pretend to be pure and innocent on the set, even a man who has experienced wind and rain and read countless women will be moved by you.]
[This is the innate talent of the host, created independently.]
[Specially reward the host with 300 goddess points, and encourage the host to stimulate their own potential.]
"..."
Xia Bohe returned to the bedroom, and when Luo Tianlin went to the study, she took a bath in the bathroom and studied this skill by the way.
Although the system is quite up-to-date with the additional bonus of Goddess Points, is it saying that she was born a tea king
No, she is a very honest person, she speaks very honest words and acts with very honest expressions.
She is born simple.
What pretends, doesn't exist.
Xia Bohe nodded slightly, and poured the seaweed-colored bath salt into the jacuzzi.
[A real tea king subconsciously feels that he has a true temperament and is not artificial at all.]
[Host, you are fine.]
"..."
Xia Bohe rubbed the foam.
After detaching from the system interface, she took a bath seriously, soaking her body until she stood up, and the water flowed down her soft body line.
But soon she found herself stupid.
She was too absorbed in her research just now, and went into the bathroom without any change of clothes, and now she is embarrassed.
She could only turn to the only surviving man in the entire villa for help.
She called out "kiss" for help, but there was no response from outside.
Xia Bohe shivered, took a small bath towel to wrap her wet body, and carefully stepped on the tiles with her little feet, approaching the bathroom door.
He called again tentatively, "Father?"
Still no response from outside.
Thinking that the man might be in a meeting, she gritted her teeth and spoke louder.
"husband… "
This time she even opened the door a little to make the sound farther.
After all, the villa is too big, and although the bedroom and the study are connected, they are still far away.
When Luo Tianlin heard her call from the study room for the first time, he helplessly pressed his eyebrows.
He got up and walked to the bedroom, when he heard her calling for daddy for the second time, his footsteps became messy.
And when he took a deep breath and decided to tell her what to call him, a soft husband's voice had already overflowed into his ears.
The little girl has a cotton candy-like voice, naturally soft and sweet.
Luo Tianlin frowned, and walked to the bathroom with his hands behind his back. He was about to ask where the clothes were, but the bathroom door opened. The little girl was wrapped in a small red towel, and her slender hands were holding the end of the towel, barely covering her collarbone.
The bath towel was a bit small, and there was inevitably a small gap, like white snow in winter, falling on the red tiles in pieces.
Luo Tianlin closed his eyes.
The blood all over his body was congealed.
But the little girl hadn't seen him yet, she still shouted through the crack of the door, "My husband... help me..."
Luo Tianlin's black eyes opened again, but they closed again soon.
He hesitated for a moment, as if to adjust his breathing, and then took two steps forward.
He stretched out his broad palm, touched the round shoulder of the little girl hidden under the towel, and pushed her in. Then the palm of the hand dropped, holding the handle of the bathroom door, and pulling it shut.
He didn't open his eyes again until he heard the sound of the lock, looking at the closed frosted glass door, with a hoarse voice,
"Who taught you to speak like that?"
Xia Bohe, who was pushed back into the bathroom behind the door, was still a little dazed.
How did she talk
Just asking for help.
Wait a minute, this cheap husband has heard her yelling a long time ago, and is already by the bathroom, but he has been silent
Did he see her when she opened the door just now
Xia Bohe bit her lip, her voice was aggrieved.
"I thought you were in a meeting. In front of outsiders, you said you wanted to call your husband..."