Chapter 512

Chapter 512 - Wash the Hair with White Ink

A few minutes later, Mu Sizheng, who hurriedly hung up the phone, turned towards the bathroom and said, “Wear it more formally later. Come out with me.”

While talking, Mu Sizheng fumbled out Nong Mobai's cell phone. Who did he send messages to?

“Where to?” Nong Mobai asked in the bathroom, but he didn't pay too much attention as he just listened and asked.

“You'll know when we get there.”

After sending the message, Mu Sizheng put Nong Mobai's phone back to its previous position and went into the bathroom.

“What are you doing in here? “Get out.”

In the bathroom, Nong Mobai, who had his shower gel on his body, was shocked when he saw Mu Sizheng walking in with a towel wrapped around his body. He kicked him in the face.

Damn, he was beginning to look less and less at his personal space.

Mu Sizheng, who was kicked, didn't say anything and didn't move aside. Instead, he stood under the shower of flowers and took a bath.

Nong Mobai had already embraced his body, afraid that Mu Sizheng would act recklessly.

He seemed to be thinking too much. Mu Sizheng didn't do anything, but he still looked serious.

Damn, so honest?

It seemed that he restrained himself a lot after he went to Xiang Haolin's place last time.

Was he that obedient? Is this really Mu Sizheng?

Nong Mobai was seriously suspicious. After all, he knew very well what kind of man he was.

“Can't you wait for me to wash up before you come in?”

Nong Mobai muttered but did not push Mu Sizheng away.

“Right.”

Mu Sizheng replied absent-mindedly.

What is it! It's not the same as usual!

Or am I thinking too much?

“Oh yeah, it's almost your birthday, isn't it?”

Nong Mobai suddenly asked.

“I don't know.”

Mu Sizheng replied coldly.

Damn, I don't even know my own birthday?

That was true. How could someone like him remember something like a birthday!?

“Why do you ask?”

Mu Sizheng asked as he squeezed through the shampoo and suddenly washed Nong Mobai's hair.

Nong Mobai was stunned. Although it wasn't Mu Sizheng's first time washing his hair, it had already been a few years and he missed it too much.

“What? Why are you suddenly so good to me?”

Nong Mobai murmured.

“Mu Sizheng, did you do something to let me down?” Suddenly being this good to me? “

Nong Mobai always had a bad premonition. He frowned as he looked at Mu Sizheng, who was washing his hair.

He must have done something wrong. Otherwise, how could he be so gentle?