After An Ran finished speaking, he covered his forehead with a towel, and the drooping towel covered his entire face, and then the whole person slowly sank into the water, leaning his head on the edge of the bathtub.

The man didn't make a sound, but the footsteps returned.

An Ran heard him turn on the shower, and then the gentle water flowed down his hair, and the man's low voice, "I haven't washed you for several years, and I don't know if it's rusty." ”

An Ran's lips under the towel moved, and he didn't speak.

His movements were very gentle, and the rough fingertips were not skillfully massaging her scalp, which was very comfortable, and she actually fell asleep unconsciously.

It wasn't until the man called her name in a low voice that she opened her eyes, the towel on her face had been wrapped in her hair, and in front of her was the man's enlarged handsome face, and his dark eyes looked at her deeply, "My hair is washed, I'll go out and wait for you, and you call me when you're done." ”

An Ran slept in a daze, and the whole person was still a little unconscious, and he watched the man get up and walk out with a dazed look in his eyes, and closed the bathroom door.

It was as if the placket of his shirt and trousers were wet, and his shoes were watery.

After slowing down for a while, An Ran sat up without saying a word, and when he looked up, he saw himself in the mirror next to him, the towel on his head was wrapped loosely, and it dispersed after a slight movement.

She raised her hand to re-tuck it herself, and thought that her technology seemed to have really regressed.

He used to wash her hair, except for the first few times, but then it was washed quickly and cleanly, and the towel was wrapped beautifully.

I don't know if it's because I've been soaking for too long, or if the heat in the bathroom is too heavy, An Ran feels that his head is even more dizzy than before.

She sat in the bathtub and washed her body slowly and carefully, then slowly stood up by the edge of the bathtub, just now she was distracted and smeared too much shower gel, wanting to rinse it with the shower again.

As soon as one foot stepped out, she felt the soles of her feet slip, and before she could react, the whole person had already fallen to the ground.

Then there was another bang, and everything on the shelves was flipped over......

"An An." With the sound, the bathroom door was brushed open, "Why did you fall?" ”

An Ran subconsciously covered himself with a bath towel, "I'm fine, you go out." ”

The man glanced at the jars and jars on the ground and the pajamas that had been soaked with water, walked straight over with long legs, and bent down to help her up.

"It's my fault, maybe I forgot to rinse the foam that just washed your hair, and the ground is too slippery to cause you to fall."

Enron knew he was making excuses for her embarrassment.

She didn't wear slippers when she came out by herself, and the shower gel on her body was not rinsed.

He had already opened the shower and rinsed her, "You must wear slippers next time you take a shower, the floor becomes slippery when exposed to water, and it is easy to fall." ”

Her voice was a mixture of embarrassment and impatience, "I know. ”

He lowered his voice, "Do you know that you are still guilty?" ”

An Ran was tepid, "Oh, maybe I was confused with my head tonight, so I forgot." ”

"......" blamed him for tonight's events.

Gu Liangchen didn't say anything more, he rinsed her without saying a word, and then took a clean bath towel to wrap her around and carried her out.

The sheets and quilts had been changed, and he knew all her likes and dislikes, and knew her cleanliness.

She wrapped herself in a bath towel and climbed directly into the quilt, and closed her eyes very tiredly, "I'm going to sleep, you can also wash and go to sleep." ”

The man's hand as he picked up the ointment paused, and then he remembered that he had been sleeping in a separate room since last night.

He chuckled, he could forget everything else, but he remembered it clearly.

"I'll go down after smearing the medicine on your forehead."

An Ran buried his face in the pillow, "You can't die of a small injury." ”