An Yixi took the faucet and let Fu Liyan lie on the edge of the sink, his fingers ran through his hair, touched his warm scalp, his fingers trembled slightly, and he stepped back a little, just touching his hair, drenching it with water first, and then pouring shampoo on his hand, rubbing it open, and applying it to him.

Fu Liyan was unexpectedly quiet and let her tinker with his hair, and after An Yixi helped him rinse it off, he immediately wiped his hair with a dry towel.

Fu Liyan straightened up, An Yixi couldn't hook him, he took the towel in An Yixi's hand and dried his hair by himself.

It turned out that his hair, which was straight and hard, symbolizing his cold character, was soft at the moment, and he looked several years younger than usual when he put away his old-fashioned and detached man.

"Then ......" An Yixi nodded outside and said, "I'll eat first, and you wash it slowly." ”

Fu Liyan looked deeply at her ruddy face and nodded.

An Yixi turned around, and when he opened the door, he heard Fu Liyan's voice sound, "I just need to wait for you for two months, right?" ”

An Yixi knew what he was talking about, and his face turned red.

"Hmm." The sound was in his throat, and An Yixi didn't care whether he heard it or not, so he walked out of his bathroom and closed the door with his hand.

After An Yixi went out, she heard the sound of water again, she saw his medicine on the bedside table, she walked over, read the instructions, and then waited for Fu Liyan to come out.

After a while, Fu Liyan came out in blue and white pajamas.

An Yixi has never seen a man look so good in pajamas, like a clear man in a white coat in ancient times, coming out of an ancient book, but faintly revealing a domineering spirit that no one else has.

It's just that this pajama is unbuttoned and tied with a belt.

An Yixi was worried.

"Mr. Fu, you are wearing such one-piece pajamas, how can I put medicine on your back?" An Yixi asked.

Fu Liyan neatly unfastened his belt.

An Yixi gasped, expecting that she would see his underwear or something, but he only unbuttoned it halfway, and the clothes on his shoulders were pulled up to his waist, revealing his elite upper body.

Ahn Yi-hee understood.

Fu Liyan sat on the bed, and An Yixi also sat next to him, holding a medicine bottle in one hand and a cotton swab in the other, tilting his head to give him careful medicine.

She saw that Fu Liyan's back muscles naturally contracted because of the pain, but he didn't say a word.

An Yixi remembered that the last time he gave her medicine, she was in a lot of pain, and last time she hadn't broken her skin much, and even his flesh was exposed.

An Yixi asked puzzledly: "Mr. Fu, don't you hurt?" ”

Fu Liyan looked at An Yixi deeply, the charm pupils in his eyes were like a whirlpool, deep, and distant, looking at him, it would make people unconsciously indulge.

"What's wrong?" An Yixi asked again nervously.

"If I say it hurts, does it work?" Fu Liyan asked in a deep voice.

His voice was so soft and unpretentious that he could walk freely through her ear piercings and fell on her heart.

"What? What works? I don't know what you're talking about? An Yixi stood up nervously.

Fu Liyan grabbed An Yixi's hand.

The hot palm made An Yixi stunned for a moment, and maintained the posture of sitting beside him.

She feels that her current self is very much like a bride in ancient times, waiting for her husband-dong/room.

Fu Liyan gently held An Yixi's hand, put it on his lips, and kissed it.

An Yixi's heartbeat is no longer out of his control.