This is the first time that she took the initiative to stabilize him after forgetting him.

It seems that we will grow old in the wild.

Ivan stood not far away, looking at the scene, his eyes red, raised his hand to wipe the tears.

Now only miss Nan can warm the young master!

As ay said, young master needs the most trusted and closest person to accompany him even if he wants to cure his illness.

Leaving the cemetery, Ivan saw that Mushan and Nanzhi were wet. He opened a room for them in a hotel.

Nanzhi's body is almost all wet, and the clothes are glued to her body, which is very uncomfortable.

Entering the room, Nanzhi turns around and looks at the man behind him. Under the orange light, he looks pale and thin.

She took the man's bathrobe in the cupboard and handed it to him. Her voice was soft. "Go ahead and wash it!"

He didn't reach out, just wiped the water on his face, "you go."

Nanzhi was about to shake her head when she sneezed.

When she is raised on the island by Lin, she looks like a flower in a greenhouse. She can't stand the wind and rain, but after a little rain, she is a little uncomfortable.

It can be thought that Musi has been in the rain longer than her. She would not go in first.

Musihan didn't say anything to her, so he took her directly to the bathroom.

Worried that he would get sick if he wore wet clothes for a long time, she took a quick shower and then walked out quickly wrapped in a bathrobe.

"I've washed it. You can go in!"

He stood in front of the floor to ceiling window, his wet clothes still on, staring out of the window like a sculpture.

Hearing her voice, he turned around.

She was relieved to see him in the bathroom.

Fortunately, her words, he is not particularly exclusive.

He has been waiting for more than 20 minutes. He hasn't finished the washing yet.

Nanzhi took a look in the bathroom.

The sound of the water continued to clatter.

She frowned. How could he wash it so long?

He was in a bad state of mind and worried about his accident. She went to the bathroom door.

There was a knock on the door.

There was no response.

She bit her lower lip and pushed the door open.

At first, she thought that the man in the bath was standing under the shower without taking off his clothes. The water fell from his head without any heat.

She had a thump in her heart.

Ignoring the rest, she strode over.

Seeing that he was in a trance and didn't know what he was thinking, so cold water hit her unconscious. Her heart hurt as if she had been pricked by a needle.

"Mushihan!"

His eyelashes, which were stained with water, moved.

She twisted her eyebrows and went straight over him to the switch.

The cold water drops inevitably fell from her head. She didn't care. She directly turned the switch to hot water.

The warm water splashed down, alleviating the cold just drenched by cold water.

She did not leave, but stood in front of the man, holding his handsome and thin face in both hands, "Mushan, look at me."

His eyelids moved and his deep black eyes fell on her face.

After bathing, she did not apply any powder. Her face was full of natural powder. Her apricot eyes under her long eyelashes were like the lake water in autumn. They were clear and clean without any impurities.

She held his face in her little hand.

See him to see to her, her eyes light firm look at him, "even if the whole world's people, all leave you, I will not."

"Even if I can get you on the brink of life and death, won't I?"

She shook her head. "No."

He didn't speak any more, his long fingers raised and pinched her chin.

Before she could respond, he lowered his head and kissed her on the cheek.

His eyelashes were slightly longer than those of a woman. She could not see the expression in his eyes. Her eyes swept from his deep eye socket to the straight bridge of nose and sharp face His deep facial features are like works of art, perfect and charming.

Her heart beat faster than it could help.

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