Zhou Muchen looked at Nan Chen at the door calmly.

Nan Chen's face was already pale. She regretted that she had questioned herself, and she should have pretended to be casual and found a way to deal with this uninvited guest without startling the snake.

What now?

Nan Zhen froze at the door.

Zhou Muchen was still calm.

He went to turn off the shower head unhurriedly, but did not turn it off completely, but left a little, let the thin water continue to flow, and then he wiped his body casually, and strode over, stopping in front of Nan Chen. However, Nanchen didn't find out, because he didn't use shower gel, and he didn't have any smell on his body.

Nan Chen finally came back to his senses, but he was no longer so nervous.

She thought, even if she couldn't see or hear, there wouldn't be someone so big-hearted that she was leisurely in her bathroom at home, not to mention that if there was really someone, it would be impossible for her not to be attacked, because her face was really tempting to commit crimes, which she was very confident in herself.

She had the audacity to reach out her hand.

Zhou Muchen did not move.

Nan Chen's fingers were on his chest, not even a centimeter away, and he only needed to move a little further forward to touch his body.

Zhou Muchen stared at her face from beginning to end, not caring about her hand at all, as if he had already calculated it, and she would definitely not touch him.

Nan Zhen took his feet and took a step forward.

Zhou Muchen stepped out almost at the same time and slid sideways past her hand.

Nan Zhen continued to walk, and the door was empty.

Zhou Muchen walked out of the bathroom very naturally and went to the bedroom to get dressed.

Nan Chen had only taken the third step when her hand touched the wisp of flowing water under the head of the lotus shower, she was startled for a moment, and immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

It turned out that she didn't turn off the water after taking a shower last night. She said, "Well, how can there be anyone?"

Nan Yu turned around and went to wash up.

Zhou Muchen got dressed, and the mobile phone in the pocket of his suit suddenly rang.

He took out his phone, turned it on, and put it to his ear.

"Mr. Chen. ”

Say. ”

"The little master is gone. ”

Zhou Muchen's face was displeased.

Yan Tao, the assistant on the mobile phone, continued: "Half an hour ago, the school called, saying that the little master went to the toilet during the nap, and he didn't come back after that, and the people from the school have searched the entire school, but they haven't found the little master, and I have sent someone to look for it outside the school." ”

"I'll go right over. ”

"Yes. ”

Zhou Muchen put away his mobile phone, turned his head to look at the bathroom door, and strode out of here.

Nan Zhen washed up and groped out of the bathroom, just as the security door was closed, and with a bang, Nan Chen's eardrums suddenly vibrate.

She frowned and tilted her head slightly.

Can she hear me?

She tried to find the sound, to find the feeling she had just felt, but it was still dead silent.

Is it a delusion?

Lost in her loss, she went to change her clothes and left the apartment to go to her place of work.

It was a western restaurant not far from here, with an elegant environment and exquisite dishes, and she played the piano there every afternoon. Although she can't hear or feel the rhythm of music, she has had an unusual talent for the piano and cello since she was a child, so even if her world is quiet and there is no sound, she can still play a refreshing music with the touch of her fingers.

There are 10 steps to the door.

Nan Zhen stretched out his left hand and prepared to push the door.

Suddenly.

"Mom!"

A milky voice screamed excitedly, and a little boy in a small suit rushed over and grabbed her legs.