Chapter 642

Wenyi was directly held up by him. Unexpectedly, she screamed in a low voice, and put her arm around the man's neck in fear of conditioned reflex. "Mo Shichen!"

Mo Shichen takes her to the bathroom, looks down at her, smiles and spits out three words, "wash together."

She opened her eyes wide and struggled to get down.

"If you think it won't hurt to fall down like this on the carpet, you can do it."

“……”

"You dare to throw me!"

Compared with her, the man's mood is like a steady one, without any fluctuation. "No," he said, looking at her angry face and raising his eyebrows, "but I will not put you down."

Mo Shichen took her to the bathroom and then put her down. The woman's feet fell to the ground. He held her by one hand and pressed her into his arms. The other hand closed the bathroom door.

Then drag her to the shower, and push the switch with one hand.

Warm water poured down from the top of the head like rain.

The man's action is too fast, Wenyi is drenched to be caught off guard again low cry.

Her hair and clothes were soon wet by the water. Of course, Mo Shichen was not spared. Their short and medium hair were soon wet by the water. Their vision was blurred by the water flowing into their eyes and the rising heat.

Wenyi is in a mess. Her clothes are all pasted on her body. Annoyed, she kicks at the man. It's a pity that although she kicks it, the attack power is so low that it can be ignored.

It's just bad that she kicked this foot out in a hurry. The result may be that the floor is slippery. When she kicked out, she didn't stand on the other foot and her body tilted to the side without any omens.

Mo Shichen's face finally changed slightly. He reached out to help her, but he was still a step too late. If he fell off his head or upper part of his body, he would directly hit the bathtub. He couldn't help it. In a few seconds, he held her firmly and quickly and turned over.

They fell into a bathtub full of two-thirds of the hot water -

it was after Wenyi came in, he put the water first, and then went back to the bedroom to get the clothes.

"Bang", the water splashed heavily on the floor.

Wenyi heard the groaning of the man. She was held by him in the process of falling. After falling, she fell on him.

Now, it's Mo Shichen who is in a mess.

Wenyi got up from his body and got wet all over after slowing down.

She held the edge of the porcelain white bathtub in her hand and looked at the man sitting in the water. He was stiff, and his face was no longer relaxed and lazy. He closed his eyes slightly, as if he was enduring something.

When she heard the sound of falling, she was uneasy. "Hey, what's the matter with you?"

The man didn't respond to her.

She reached out and knocked on his kneecap. "Mo Shichen, are you ok?"

He let out a little groan in his throat, then slowly opened his eyes, "Wenyi," he frowned, and slowly said, "if my spine hurts, how can you be responsible for me?"

Wenyi, "..."

Although he is likely to be acting in the way of this man's recent rogue style, the noise just now was heard in her heart, plus Just now, I was trying to save her. Otherwise, she was the one who fell to pieces.

In this way of thinking, she felt a little embarrassed and reached out to him, "come out first, I'll pull you."

He looked at her hand, and looked at her again. The speed of speech was still slow without any change, and it was a little difficult. "I can't get up."

She said sternly, "don't pretend to me, Mo Shichen."

"It hurts," he said, with his hands above his thighs and below his waist soaking in the water and her soft hands. He took a sip of the airway. "Madam, I might as well have let you fall just now. I'd better have more skin broken at the top. I'll take care of it. If I hurt my spine You will live for another fifty years. "

Wenyi, "..."

She looked down at him and said faintly, "even if your spinal injury has become a waste, it can still be used there, but you can only be used by women forever."

Mo Shichen, "..."

As he was about to open his mouth, Wenyi smiled again and said, "but ah, I don't mind occasionally asking me to be the master, but if you can never move You can take me to your marriage and bury you, but I can't guarantee that I won't go out and steal. "

Mo Shichen, "..."

He stared at her for a long time with ambiguous eyes, "madam, don't say I'm your husband, is that how you treat your benefactor?"

She grabs his hand and tries to pull him up, but what is a man's weight that she can pull up with that strength? "You hurry to come out to me, believe it or not, and I will kick you?"

"I don't believe it. You didn't kick it?"

Wenyi didn't want to talk with him. He tried hard to pull him. He didn't know whether it was true or not. Instead, he didn't pull him up, but he heard his breathing.She frowned and looked at it. She didn't feel like pretending. She was a little flustered and said, "I'll go down and ask someone to lift you."

Finish saying also not wait for his response, then hurried to the bathroom door.

Mo Shichen looked at the back of her wet hair and said in a bad voice, "are you going to run like this?"

She paused at the door, not knowing what he meant until she looked back at him and looked down at herself.

The clothes are pasted on the body, showing the curve, and because of the pull and struggle just now, the neckline is down, showing a little curve ups and downs.

But it's not serious. After all, she's wearing a sweater, not a shirt, chiffon or silk.

Holding the bathtub in his hand, he said lightly, "go and call a bodyguard, and call a personal doctor to come here Change your clothes and go down. Don't worry for a few minutes. "

Wenyi didn't return his words, he turned around and left. He just thought that he suspected that the man was not serious in acting. Now he doesn't doubt it. He didn't listen to him and changed his clothes. He just took a windbreaker bag on himself and ran out of the bathroom and went downstairs.

When the sound of her footsteps disappeared, Mo Shichen pinched his brow and heart with a headache. He held the bathtub with one hand, endured the dull pain brought by the bone on his back, and slowly got up from the bathtub.

When he finally got up, Wenyi was not there, and there was no need to hide his beautiful face. His brow was tight and his face was slightly white, but it was not so obvious in the bright light.

The black short hair had been wet before. Now, the beads of dripping water milk dropped from the line, along the sexy nose of Yingting, and then dropped from the chin along the outline.