Wen Softly opened the shower valve, letting the warm water wash his cheeks, but he couldn't stop thinking of Lu Zhanqing's appearance.

Her heart was like a calm lake, thrown into a stone, and with a soft thud, ripples and ripples in circles, and could no longer be calm.

"Soft, what are you thinking? That's not someone you can love. He covered his face in annoyance, softly squeezed some shampoo into the palm of his hand, slowly rubbed it away, applied it to his black and soft hair, and then began to take a shower intently.

Half an hour later—

She came out wrapped in a bath towel and was about to open the closet to find her clothes.

But as soon as his hand touched the nightdress, there was a snap, and the whole house fell into darkness.

The soft body stiffened.

Is there a power outage?

This is the most luxurious rich residential area in City A, and it stands to reason that the facilities equipped should be the best, how can there be a power outage if it is not windy or rainy?

Wen Soft wanted to go out and ask what was going on.

But the reality is that she can't move a single step.

She's afraid of the dark.

Once, Wen Siya's three siblings took advantage of the absence of adults to lock her in a dark cellar for three days and three nights, without giving her food or drink.

She was alone in the dark, and her spirit gradually tended to collapse.

There are a lot of cows, ghosts, snakes, and gods in my mind.

Since then, she has never been able to be alone in the dark.

Even if she knew that those terrible things were all fantasies of herself, she couldn't control herself.

Wen Soft grabbed the edge of the bathrobe, clasped her lower lip, tried her best to calm down, inhaled deeply over and over again, spit it out, and whispered: "Don't be afraid, Gentle and soft, you have escaped from that terrible demon cave." No one can hurt you anymore. ”

As if hypnotized, the soft and fluttering heart gradually stabilized.

She slowly and struggled to move to the door, just about to open it.

But the door was suddenly pushed open from the outside.

The next second-

A large, slender, fiery palm landed on her chest.

Soft and soft: "......"

"Are you alright?" Lu Zhanqing felt the warm skin in his palm, knew that it was her, and let go of his hanging heart.

"Well, it's okay...... Can you remove your hands? ”

"I can't."

After Lu Zhanqing finished speaking, with his intuition, he took her into his arms, rested his head on her neck, and sucked her sweet breath, "Suddenly the power went out, and the housekeeper has gone to start the self-power generation system." A few minutes later, the call came. I was afraid that you would be frightened, so I dared to come and comfort you. ”

"Am I that timid?"

"You're bold. But I like the feeling of taking care of you. Lu Zhanqing said in a calm tone.

Wen Soft was hugged by him, and felt a little better.

But the thought that he was only wearing a bathrobe and nothing underneath was too ambiguous. After a pause for a few seconds, he raised his hand to block between the two.

I want to push him away with force.

Unexpectedly, Lu Zhanqing sensed her intentions and held her little hand accurately.

At the same time, his right hand pressed against her lower back socket, pressing slightly.

The distance between the two was instantly shortened.

Lu Zhanqing slowly lowered his head, approached her cheek, and asked in a hoarse voice, "Shouldn't you have just finished taking a shower?" Haven't changed your clothes yet, have you? ”

More than forty minutes had passed, and he thought she had already finished washing.

Deliberately hiding in the room and not seeing himself.

Wen Soft blushed and refused to admit defeat: "Who said that?" I washed it a long time ago. ”

"Really? Come, I'll touch your clothes and see if you're lying. ”