The little ancestor has a soft waist and a wild heart, Master Bo has fallen!

Chapter 1444 I can’t clean it
It is a property owned by Lu Zhenzhen.

She had been living there recently.

There was no need to hide from Gao Zhe. They were both in Rongcheng. If they really wanted to find out, how could they not find out where the other was? But she refused to see her, so Gao Zhe didn't dare to come.

There was a slight fluctuation in his heart, which he had kept well hidden on his face. The car drove into the garage, and in the parking space, he, a veteran of reversing, actually had to repair it two or three times before getting in.

I just wanted to stay with her for a little longer.

As soon as the car stopped, before he could speak, Lu Zhenzhen had already unbuckled his seat belt, opened the door and walked out.

Gao Zhe looked at her back, tightened his grip on the steering wheel, his teeth clenched, and the bones on his side were protruding. He took out a cigarette from the drawer, lit it and took a puff. The smoke had not yet completely entered. My mouth was choked by the damp smell and I coughed.

Leave it too long.

Gao Zhe lowered his head to look for water. There was a knock on the car window. He looked up suddenly. When he saw Lu Zhenzhen standing outside the window, he felt a little unreal. He hurriedly put out the cigarette and quickly lowered the car window.

"Zhenzhen, what's wrong?"

Lu Zhenzhen smelled the smell of smoke and wrinkled her nose in disgust. She took a step back and stood.

"What are you doing sitting here? Do you want me to treat you?"

Gao Zhe's eyebrows were stunned for a moment, he couldn't believe it, "Zhenzhen, you..."

"I'm covered in paint, and you let me handle it myself?"

He immediately responded: "I-I'll do it."

Gao Zhe pushed the door open and got out of the car. Lu Zhenzhen had already left. When he chased after her, she didn't even leave the elevator for him.

He took another class and saw Lu Zhenzhen entering the password at the door of his home. He stood behind her in a polite manner.

Lu Zhenzhen didn't greet him. Gao Zhe went in by himself and opened the shoe cabinet. He only saw two pairs of women's slippers inside. Needless to say, they were reserved for Nan Jiaojiao and Chu Yao.

He took off his shoes and stepped in with his socks on. "Zhenzhen?"

The sound of water came from the master bedroom bathroom.

Gao Zhe stopped at the door of the station for a while, then went to the kitchen, took out all the available ingredients from the refrigerator, and simply stir-fried a few vegetables. The soup was still in the pot, and he turned to low heat and simmered slowly. He looked at the time, and Lu Zhenzhen saw I stayed there for a long time after entering.

"Zhenzhen," Gao Zhe knocked on the door, "Do you want help?"

No one answered inside, so he didn't dare to ask again, but he didn't move away.

After a few minutes, the door lock was turned from the inside.

Gao Zhe was originally standing with his back against the wall. When he heard the noise, he immediately turned around and saw with his own eyes that the crack in the door was opening a little bit. Lu Zhenzhen was standing at the door with water drops hanging on his body and looking at him with red eyes.

"Gao Zhe, I can't clean it."

His heart clenched and hurt.

Asked her: "Zhenzhen, can I come and help you?"

She bit her lip and nodded, "Yeah."

Gao Zhe walked in, closed the door, and took her to the shower. There was a lot of foam on the floor. She must have washed it many times, but her neck and hair were not clean.

He didn't squeeze any more bubbles, but carried her into the bathtub. He turned on the fan and heater, and collected all the bottles and cans on the stool. He sat down, held Lu Zhenzhen's shoulders, and guided her to move slowly. Come to him, then he held the back of her head, put one arm on the edge of the bathtub, letting her pillow her, and gently pushed her hair away with the other hand.

After it was splashed on, she did a simple treatment, but with limited tools, she just wiped her face clean. The paint in her hair was delayed and felt raw.

Gao Zhe was not impatient at all. He picked out every strand of hair, twisted it with two fingers if there was any paint, and then wiped it off.

(End of this chapter)