Huo Boran, who had just finished taking a bath, just had a bath towel wrapped around his waist.

The perfect upper body was still stained with many crystal droplets, which slowly fell along the contours of the muscles, and finally disappeared into the bath towel.

The hair was wet on his forehead, a little less serious and cold during the day, and a little more lazy and aristocratic atmosphere at home.

The entire study room was invisibly filled with Huo Boran's powerful aura.

Nan Qibao froze in place, not thinking of speaking for a long time.

In the end, it was Huo Boran who opened his mouth first, "Why did you come here, the effect of the medicine on your body has been resolved?"

"Hmm!" Nan Qibao nodded, "Thank you for helping me find a doctor, otherwise I really don't know what to do."

She never expected that the potion would be so powerful.

If Huo Boran hadn't come tonight, with her own ability, I am afraid that before the moment she left the Nan family, she would have already had the effect of the drug, and she would be full of ugliness in front of everyone.

Thanks to Huo Boran, she is so decent now.

"Just saying thank you is a little too insincere." Huo Boran lowered his voice and said, "I watched you push Xiaojing's mother out and sacrifice so much, you just said thank you, I can't help but feel a loss when I think about it."

Hearing this, Nan Qibao's clear apricot eyes widened.

Is there a mistake?

This matter also depends on her?

What does this have to do with her!

"Do you need me to remind you, you watched her being pushed out, which means that you don't care about Nan Ying'er at all, what does it have to do with me?" Nan Qibao said.

Although she is very grateful to Huo Boran, she doesn't carry this kind of pot that doesn't belong to her at all!

Huo Boran does what he does, and he takes responsibility for it!

"My brain is spinning pretty fast, and I seem to be fully awake." Huo Bo burned his head, his voice was hoarse and indifferent, without half a minute of temperature.

Nan Qibao was stunned.

What do you mean?

So just now this was just a test that Huo Boran gave herself, to see if she was completely sober?

"Miss Nan, how are you going to thank me for this?" Huo Boran asked again.

Nan Qibao's thoughts were pulled back, and after thinking about it, he tentatively asked Huo Boran, "Please have dinner, is it okay?"

Then when it was time to eat, he would choose a valuable gift for Huo Boran.

Even if it is to pay off this favor.

Huo Boran agreed very simply, "Yes, how many meals?"

How many meals?!

Hearing this, Nan Qibao was a little dumbfounded.

The upper body of the heart appeared in the air coldly.

After being stunned for two seconds, Nan Qibao hurriedly tried to wrap himself up.

But the broken sweatshirt was entangled in the ornament, and the more anxious I was to pull it, the more I couldn't tear it apart.

It even backfired, leaving more places exposed.

Nan Qibao couldn't wait to find a crack in the ground to get into.

I was so anxious that I was wrapped in something slightly wet.

Nan Qibao subconsciously wanted to look down.

Huo Boran covered her eyes with his other hand, and his voice was extremely hoarse, "Close your eyes and don't move."

It was just a simple sentence, but Nan Qibao felt as if he had been bewitched by something.

The ghost sent the gods, and he really closed his eyes obediently.

In the next moment, she was picked up by Huo Boran and strode forward.

After walking for about three or four steps, Huo Boran put her in some soft place, as if it was a bed.

"Count to ten, open your eyes, stay here obediently, and I'll have someone bring clothes." Huo Boran threw down these words and turned to leave.

Although Nan Qibao was a little curious, he still cooperated and counted to ten with his eyes closed.

When I opened my eyes again, I found that I was on the small bed behind the screen in the study, and the bath towel on Huo Boran's waist was wrapped around my body just now.

As for Huo Boran, he didn't know where he had gone.

Nan Qibao's cheeks became hotter and hotter.

So Huo Boran covered her eyes just now and didn't let her look at it, because the only bath towel on his body was wrapped around her, so he ......

On this bath towel, there is even a remnant of Huo Boran's crisp breath and body temperature.

It's obviously nothing, but Nan Qibao's cheeks are uncontrollably hot.

Even the roots of the ears turned crimson.