She knew that Ye Wangchuan was more or less a germaphobe.
After going out, I always take a shower when I come back.
She drank white wine with her dad tonight, and he didn't even go back to his room to take a shower first.
Ye Wangchuan didn't expect Qiao Nian to ask him about taking a bath. He was stunned for a moment and then smiled. He walked over, handed the water in his hand to the girl, and said softly, "I'll go right away. I'll bring the water to you first, and then I'll go after I'm done."
Qiao Nian hummed, took the mineral water from him, and with her dark eyelashes drooping, she unscrewed the bottle cap with one hand.
She hasn't drunk it yet.
Then I heard the man say, as if on purpose, but also as if carelessly: "Do you dislike the smell of alcohol on me?"
Qiao Nian paused in the movement of twisting the lid. For some reason, the tip of her heart felt like being brushed by a feather, making her feel itchy, hot and dry.
She pursed her lips, looked over with her dark eyes, and said slowly: "Not really... I just felt a little strange, so I just asked casually."
"If you don't like me, try to drink less in the future." Ye Wangchuan was very natural and continued along with her words. There was a hint of helplessness between his eyebrows. He raised his hand and pinched his nose bridge, his eyes deep and bright: "Today is an exception. Uncle Jiang is here, and I want to drink a few glasses with him."
The main reason was that he didn't expect Qiao Nian to directly introduce his identity in front of Jiang's father. He initially said that he was a friend.
Since Qiao Nian acknowledged his identity, it was only right for him, as a junior, to have a couple of drinks with Father Jiang.
Although it happened suddenly, we must be polite and not embarrass her.
"Master, are you satisfied with my performance today?" When Ye Wangchuan thought of this, his eyes softened instantly, as if he had crushed a pool of stars.
Qiao Nian didn't say anything at first, but when she saw him explaining to her, she couldn't help but feel a surge of heat in her heart. It was very hot, but she couldn't tell where it was hot. Her cheeks and earlobes seemed to be burning. She looked away, holding the bottle of mineral water in her hand, and said with a little embarrassment and a little teasing: "Ahem, it's okay."
"Niannian, is it just okay?" Ye Wangchuan was obviously not satisfied with this answer, but Mr. Ye obviously did not have the urgency of other men. Even in this matter, he could still do it slowly and steadily. His voice was hoarse and seductive: "Then I will continue to work hard next time."
"cough."
This time, Qiao Nian was really choking on his own saliva.
Fortunately, she reacted quickly, pinched the bottle cap, tilted her head back and drank water to hide her embarrassment.
Ye Wangchuan knew her personality too well, so he stopped while he was ahead and didn't continue. He went to the bathroom to get her a towel, stood behind her, and wiped her wet hair naturally and skillfully. At the same time, he tried to prevent Qiao Nian from getting nervous and cleverly changed the subject: "Are you free tomorrow morning?"
Qiao Nian focused all her attention on his back. Her body instinctively made her guard against any smell from his back, but the faint mint scent on Ye Wangchuan made her relax her vigilance.
Someone helped him wipe his hair, and Qiao Nian couldn't help but relax his shoulders. He half-closed his eyes like a lazy cat, and said lazily: "Well, tomorrow? It seems nothing to do."
"Come with me to meet someone tomorrow?" Ye Wangchuan helped her wipe the moisture off her hair, running his five fingers through the girl's shoulder-length hair like an inkstone. His movements were very gentle. If Gu San was here and saw him wiping Qiao Nian's hair, his jaw would definitely drop.
Wang Ye personally serves people
How much face this person has.
The room was warm, and Qiao Nian was a little sleepy. She yawned and asked him briefly, "What time tomorrow?"
(End of this chapter)