She used to be able to wash him, but now he's a living person.

Lu Fanyao opened his mouth, but he didn't know what to say, but he saw him looking at her with an innocent face, and he didn't look like a thief at all.

While she was still stiff, he reached out and unbuttoned her shirt with a bony hand. Starting from the neckline, one, two -

The man he unbuttoned was not skilful, but there was a hint of awkwardness, almost tugging at it with his hands, until the buttons of his haute couture shirt fell to the floor with a crisp sound.

Lu Fanyao saw that most of the buttons on his chest had been unfastened, until the sculpture-like abdominal muscles were exposed, which made her blood gush, and she blushed and retracted her gaze.

"You wash it yourself. Lu Fanyao picked up the pajamas in his hand and smashed them hard, covering his ill-intentioned face fiercely.

After she finished roaring, she ran to the kitchen in a panic, took two glasses of cold water and poured them down before letting out a long breath.

Her second dish was originally to stew a chicken, but when she took the knife to cut the chicken, she couldn't help but think of Yi Yanchen's strong chest when she looked at the white chicken.

Lu Fanyao gritted his teeth and took the kitchen knife and chopped it hard.

She scolded angrily while waving her knife: "Little beast, you're quite good at flirting with women, I didn't expect you to be this kind of person before, I really underestimated you." ”

When she finished scolding, she realized that the chicken on the cutting board had been chopped into chicken sauce by her, and even the bones had been chopped inside.

Lu Fanyao looked at the miserable chicken and had to throw it into the trash.

Before she could clean up, she heard a crackling sound in the bathroom, and she thought it was an earthquake.

Lu Fanyao threw down the kitchen knife in his hand, and his heart suddenly pulled out the cold, "My cosmetics, my-life." ”

She didn't care about anything else, ran to the bathroom door at once, and pushed the door open fiercely.

The bathroom door was pushed open, and a mist of bath liquid spread through. And Yi Yanchen was standing under the shower, the water sliding down the black hair on top of his black head, cutting across his angular face until he was bare.

She realized that he was naked, and she couldn't help but look away, and her gaze fell on the shattered cosmetics all over the floor.

"How did you get that?" she said, gesturing at her babies, "do you know how much it is?" ”

He turned off the shower, and then ran through his broken hair, and in an instant the water droplets splashed, and even a few drops fell on her red, hot face

A slight smile appeared on his lips, and his eyes seemed innocent because of the mist, "The bath gel ran into my eyes, and when I took the towel—"

The fog in the bathroom gradually lifted, leaving a beautiful room, and she inadvertently fell on him again, and the perfect inverted triangle figure was in full view, and the water droplets dripped from the roots of his hair onto the floor.

At this moment, there was a crisp knock on the door outside, and she ran away as if she were running for her life, and ran to open the door without thinking.

She opened the door, but saw her best friend Song Rourou standing at the door, still holding a bottle of red wine in her hand.

"My dear, I asked you for a drink, and you couldn't get through on the phone, so I went over in person. After she finished speaking, she crossed Lu Fanyao and entered the house familiarly.

At the moment when Lu Fanyao closed the door, he suddenly remembered something, and it was over.

Song Rourou took off her high heels and was about to change her slippers, but she heard the sound of "whooshing" water in the bathroom.

"Who's in there?" she asked, surprised, "You have a new boyfriend?"