first marriage pet

Chapter 2283 That Romance 172
"What are you thinking, I should know best."

"...Mu Han, drink the water first, or it will get cold later."

Since getting acquainted with this great god, Xia Yimo discovered that her self-control ability is actually so good.

"Don't be angry so soon? Or do you even know that you did something wrong, and now you want to make up for it?"

Long Muhan looked up at her, and the corners of his lips were slightly raised at this moment.

He was obviously smiling, but that laugh made Xia Yimo feel uncomfortable all over.

I can't wait to go straight up and tear his smile away.

Trying to maintain a smile on her face, Xia Yimo tried her best to make her voice sound normal.

"Master Long will be unhappy, that must be my problem."

"Although, I don't know what I did wrong."

"However, we should have a better attitude, who let us have that contract."

"So, as long as that contract doesn't disappear for a day, you will listen to me every day?"

She really wanted to shake her head, but Xia Yimo finally nodded her head: "Yes."

"follow me."

Long Muhan stood up again, ignored Xia Yimo, and took the lead towards the stairs.

"Yes."

In response, Xia Yimo stepped forward with a bit of suffocation.

"Go in and wash."

When Xia Yimo also entered the room, Long Muhan directly threw a set of lace nightgown in her hands.

Xia Yimo lowered her eyes to look at the nightdress, and took a closer look. She was quite satisfied with its conservativeness.

Just wash it, anyway, looking back so many times in the past, the situation is the same.

Who made her owe him money, who made her fall into this kind of meat-eating creditor.

For her mother, she could only admit it.

Because I don't want to face it, I usually only need 10 minutes to take a shower.

Tonight Xia Yimo spent 10 minutes in a daze.

It's strange to say that a certain great god was outside, but he didn't remind him once from the beginning to the end.

"wait for me."

Until Xia Yimo came out of the bathroom in her nightgown, Long Muhan strode into the bathroom without even looking at her.

Xia Yimo didn't say much, she walked to the side sofa and sat down.

Every time Long Muhan took a bath, she felt an inexplicable tension in her heart.

Sitting here is like a prisoner waiting to go to the execution ground.

If possible, she really hoped that Long Muhan would stay in the bathroom and never come out.

Of course, this is just her fantasy.

……

Xia Yimo stayed in the room for less than 10 minutes when Long Muhan pushed the bathroom door open.

He looked at the man who had changed into a nightgown, with short wet hair and water drops kept falling.

Xia Yimo's originally tense heart suddenly became more uneasy.

If it were another girl, perhaps, she would easily be dazzled by his masculine aura.

But facing Long Muhan, Xia Yimo was only nervous.

Seeing him, a series of charming images subconsciously floated up in her head.

"Why? Want to get into the subject so soon?"

Seeing her looking at him with uneasy eyes, the depression in Long Muhan's heart became more intense.

Being with him makes her so uncomfortable?

He didn't forget that he saw her and that man eating there tonight, talking and laughing.

Xia Yimo who came back to her senses immediately shook her head: "No, no."

Of course, she knew very well what he meant by entering the theme.

Looking at Long Muhan's profile, Xia Yimo's eyes were full of helplessness.

(End of this chapter)