Little Qiao Muer would be afraid that other women would marry Qiao Mohan, take her mother's place, and make her mother never come back.
This fear turned into fear of the pool water, and even now it still exists.
Looking at the woman in his arms whose brows were getting more and more furrowed and whose exposed skin was getting colder and colder, Yue Zheng's icy blue eyes gradually cooled.
He suddenly stood up, picked up Qiao Muer and kicked open the bathroom door.
Putting the pretty little person in the bright red swimsuit into the bathtub, Yue Zheng opened the water outlet, allowing the warm water to gradually fill the entire bathtub.
Qiao Muer was once so timid that she only dared to fill half the tub with water when taking a bath.
But now, she was pulled out of the swimming pool, and the cool breeze had caused her body temperature to drop terribly.
Yue Zheng had to put her in a warm bathtub, at least to stabilize her body temperature first.
When the water level reached most of the way up, Qiao Muer's gorgeous black hair floated gently in the water, contrasting with her fiery red swimsuit.
Her pale little face looks even more beautiful and charming.
Yue Zheng's cold blue pupils gradually warmed up.
He stared at Qiao Muer's little face intently without blinking, and suddenly, he stretched out his big hand and tore off the shoulder straps of her red swimsuit.
First the left strap, then the right strap, the bright red one-piece swimsuit was taken off bit by bit by the man's slender fingertips.
Until the woman's delicate and beautiful body was completely revealed under those blue eyes.
Qiao Muer in the bathtub still had her brows tightly frowned and showed no reaction.
But the fire under Yue Zheng's blue eyes gradually burned.
His self-control has always been amazing, but Qiao Muer can always easily break all his self-control.
It was unknown how long it had been, but Yue Zheng finally twisted his neck slightly stiffly and looked away, no longer fixing his gaze on Qiao Muer's skin as white as cream and smooth as snow.
He took a bath towel from the side, took the naked little woman, whose body was gradually warming up, out of the bathtub, and wrapped her up.
Yue Zheng's broad and gentle hands carefully wiped every inch of Qiao Muer's skin through the bath towel.
From her cute round toes, to her long, slender, straight legs, and up...
The man's breathing gradually became heavier, and his narrow blue eyes flashed with fire in the darkness.
But his movements were still so gentle, like the most intimate care.
Carefully and gently, he brushed every inch of her soft skin.
After drying Qiao Muer's body so gently and carefully, Yue Zheng found a hair dryer and carefully dried her long hair.
The sweet and beautiful girl in his arms is the woman he has been thinking about for a long time.
But, I couldn't touch her at all.
Yue Zheng, who has always been eccentric and unconventional, felt self-mockery for the first time.
He probably never imagined that one day, he, Yue Zheng, would end up in such a situation.
I can't get what I want, I can't have what I love... I can obviously occupy her in a domineering way like before, and make her my own again while she is still having the nightmare of falling into the water.
However, the once decisive and ruthless self no longer dared to touch Qiao Muer at all.
It’s not that I can’t, but that I don’t want to.
He no longer wanted to see her look so sad and determined again.
That would make him heartbroken.
…
After Yue Zheng blew Qiao Muer's wet hair dry, he carried her to bed.
He took off his clothes and went to bed.
Yue Zheng hugged Qiao Muer from behind with his strong arms, holding her in his arms to keep her warm.
He will always be with her, just like he did back then.
Until she is well.
9.1 update completed, see you tomorrow night~ (to be continued)