She stared at his wounds in a daze, until his cold voice sounded in the bathroom, "Have you seen enough?"

Su Ai suddenly came back to her senses, her face couldn't help but turn red, God, what was she doing just now, she actually stared at him...... Uh, Ban-Luo's body has been looking at him for so long, even if he has more scars on his body, but she stares at him like this, it's too much, right......

Su Aiyan doubts that Mu Ang will label himself as a "SE-female" in his heart.

"It's not that it doesn't matter!" she said abruptly, licking her dry lips.

"What?" he didn't understand what she meant.

Su Ai took a deep breath and said to Mu Ang, "You said you wanted me to love you, so ...... The person I want to fall in love with, whether there is a wound on the body, whether the injury will be healed, is always related to me! So, how your injury is, it is not irrelevant to me!"

His eyes sparkled, and he looked at her steadily.

Su Ai pulled Mu Ang to the sink, turned on the faucet, put warm water, and then pulled out a dry towel and handed it to the other party, "Cover your eyes for a while, don't let the water get into your eyes." ”

Then she looked carefully at the bottles and cans on the side, and finally found the shampoo in her English, which was almost thrown into the country of Java.

"Keep your head down, I haven't washed anyone's hair, and if I'm not feeling well, I'll shout. Su Ai said as she rolled up her sleeves.

Mu Ang narrowed his eyes, "You want to wash my hair for me?"

"Otherwise, how can you wash one hand?" At this moment, she did not have the slightest fear, and she had a completely open expression.

I always thought she was a timid woman, but to this day, it doesn't seem to be what he thinks she is.

Did she wash his hair for him? Just because she was afraid that his injured hand would get wet?! It was really ironic! When he played the piano with this hand, when his blood stained the keys of the piano, his own father and mother didn't care, but now, the person who cared most about his injury would be her.

He bowed his head silently, and without resistance, she helped him wash his hair.

Su Ai breathed a sigh of relief, she thought that Mu Ang would directly knock her out of the bathroom. She immediately wet his hair with warm water, then squeezed out the shampoo and began to rub his hair.

The first time she washed someone's hair, she was careful with every movement, for fear of getting foam into his eyes and ears.

Unexpectedly, he didn't say anything during the whole process, until she washed his hair, stirred a towel to dry, and helped him wipe his wet hair first.

Her hair was half dry, and she naturally picked up another clean towel, soaked it in hot water, and then dried it, wiping his body, and her gaze fell on the fine scars on his body again.

Why did he have these scars? How did he get hurt? If he was injured a few times, it would be forgivable, after all, there are probably not many people in this world who don't have a single scar.

But if there are so many scars...... She didn't even know how many times he had been injured.

Her fingers gently touched a scar that looked like it had been many years old, the scar was very light, but it looked like it was made of many small injuries overlapping.

When he was injured here, he must not have been very old, was he in high school, junior high school, or ...... When you were in elementary school?

There were all kinds of speculations in her mind, and she only felt a sore feeling in her heart.

He obviously has such an identity, he is obviously the pride of the sky, and he should be protected, but why is he injured so much?

It looks like he's been abused!

Suddenly, a hand grabbed her hand and removed her fingers from the scar.

She followed the hand, raised her head in a daze, and looked at him, "These wounds ......"

"I don't need to tell you, besides, don't you think you're too broad tonight?" said Mu Ang with a cold expression.

A flash of embarrassment flashed across her face, "Yes...... I'm sorry. ”

At this moment, she seemed to have changed back to the usual Su Ai.

"Are you going to continue, then?" he added.

Only then did she realize that her hand holding the towel was resting on his abdomen at the moment, and if it was a little further down, it would be his......

Su Ai's face suddenly turned red, and she quickly stuffed the towel into Mu Ang's hand, wanting to leave the bathroom.

It's just that her other hand is still grabbed by his, and after taking two steps, she can't move.

She turned to look at her, puzzled.

Mu Ang pursed his lips slightly, "You take a shower first, and I will ask the hotel people to prepare your change of clothes." With that, he let go of her hand and walked straight out of the bathroom.

Kerra!

His hand closed the bathroom door, also cutting off each other's space. Mu Ang looked down at the left hand he was holding Su Ai just now, just now, her hand ......

He raised his left hand and slowly stroked the scars she had touched just now, and these scars, by now, no longer felt any pain.

Is that...... The scar left by his mother who once thought he loved him very much, since he was sensible, his mother always said that she loved him and missed him, and then, she hurt him again and again.

And every time, after seeing him injured, his mother always smiled sweetly and looked extremely happy.

At that time, he didn't understand why his mother was happy when he was in pain.

It wasn't until he slowly grew up that he realized that his mother didn't love him, but hated him, hated why he wasn't Si Chengyu, the child of the man she loved the most, hating him made her hopeless.

His mother took her anger out on him. And my father always knew it.

When he was young, he was scratched by his mother, bleeding from his body, crying and running to his father to seek comfort, wanting his father to stop his mother's behavior.

At that time, his father gently hugged him, making him think that his father would protect him.

But the father brought him back to his mother, and told him with a smiling expression, "Ang, you have to remember, you are my son, so whatever your mommy wants to do to you, you deserve it, understand? Don't make your mommy unhappy, this is what you should do." ”

His mother hurt him, and his father was watching from the side, for his father, it didn't matter how he hurt at all, in his father's eyes, only whether his mother was happy or not.

Pursing the corners of his lips self-deprecatingly, Mul Ang walked over to the phone and dialed the hotel's room service.

And at this moment, Su Ai was the only one left in the bathroom.

Well, she's been wet all the time, and it's really uncomfortable. Since Muang has said so, it is not impossible to take a bath here.

The hot water at this time seemed to have a special attraction to Su Ai, making her eager to wash away the stickiness of this body.

After putting the hot water, Su Ai took off her wet clothes, washed her hair, and then put herself in the warm bathtub.

Not...... It's like enjoyment, tossing and turning several times tonight, plus her nerves have been tense before, now soaking in hot water, completely relaxed, and the tired body seems to have found some kind of support, so that he unconsciously leaned his back against the side of the bathtub, and gently closed his eyes......

When the hotel's service staff knocked on the door of the room and brought over women's clothes according to the size provided by Mu Ang, Mu Ang found that Su Ai seemed to have been in the bathroom for a longer time.

"I leave my clothes at the bathroom door, and you can take them and change them if you wash them. Muang said, placing the stack of clothes inside and out on the bathroom door, and walked away.

His ears have always been very good, and even if he walked some distance from the bathroom, he could still hear the movement on the other side of the bathroom.

However, he went and did not hear anything.

So--there was only one possibility, she didn't make any noise!

When Mu Ang walked back to the door of the bathroom, sure enough, the clothes he had put were still there.

Frowning slightly, he raised his hand and knocked lightly on the bathroom door, "Su Ai?"

However, there was no voice in it to answer.

"Su Ai?!" he unconsciously raised his voice, and then slammed the bathroom door twice.

There was still no response.

Muang's brow furrowed even more, and he slammed the bathroom door open.

In the bathroom, there is steaming hot.

He saw her lying in the bathtub, her head resting on the side of the tub as if she were asleep...... Or is it actually ......

His heart shrank suddenly, and he hurried to the bathtub, his fingers touching the artery in her neck, and after a moment, his brow loosened slightly.

She should just be asleep, just unsuspecting in the bathtub of a man's residence, an ordinary woman, I'm afraid she wouldn't do such a thing.

However, if it was other women like this, he would probably only think that the other party was trying to seduce him.

But if the subject were hers, he would have felt that she was really just asleep.

Come to think of it, a lot seems to have happened tonight.

Mu Ang bent down and picked Su Ai Heng up from the bathtub. The hand wrapped in gauze was unexpectedly soaked with water and became wet.

Pulling a bath towel around her body, he laid her on the bed.

She fell into a deep sleep, showing no signs of waking up. He pulled up the quilt from the bed and put it over her.

With his head down, he stared at her sleeping face fixedly, and raised his hand to untie the water-soaked gauze, "Su Ai, are you naïve, stupid, or ...... Do you want to get something? Do you really understand, what are you promised today?"

So simply said that she would fall in love with him, but did she understand what kind of love he wanted?

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