Su Zhatian, the male god of fast wear

Chapter 511 President Bingshan (30)

After successfully dismissing Qin's mother, Qin Muhan was about to turn around when suddenly, a slender and warm hand landed on his shoulder...

"Why did you wake up so early?" An Wan's voice sounded from behind Qin Muhan.

Qin Muhan's body froze slightly. In order to avoid being found out by An Wan, he changed the subject and said, "Wang Rui is here."

"Wang Rui? Why is he here?" An Wan couldn't help being taken aback.

"Did he come alone?" An Wan asked while pushing Qin Muhan's wheelchair.

"do not know."

"Go wash up first, I'll go out and have a look." Saying that, An Wan was about to go out.

As a result, as soon as her body moved, a big hand with a scorching temperature grabbed her tightly.

"What's wrong?" An Wan turned her head and looked at Qin Muhan suspiciously.

Qin Muhan pursed his thin lips slightly, and reminded: "...you haven't changed your clothes yet."

Hearing this, An Wan subconsciously looked down.

I saw that she was wearing a nightgown with messy hair...

"Wang Rui and I are old acquaintances, it's okay to be sloppy." An Wan said disapprovingly.

"..."

Qin Muhan didn't speak, let alone let go of her hand.

An Wan: "..."

"I'll change it, can't I go upstairs and change it!" An Wan said helplessly.

"No, I promised to change clothes, why don't you let go of me?" An Wan frowned, looking puzzled at Qin Muhan's big hand that was holding her tightly.

"Wait." Qin Muhan let go of An Wan's hand while speaking.

Under An Wan's suspicious gaze, Qin Muhan controlled the wheelchair and went to the cloakroom, took out a huge windbreaker, and handed it to An Wan.

"Aren't you exaggerating..."

An Wan took the windbreaker and compared it in front of her. Looking at her feet that were only exposed outside, An Wan couldn't help but have dark lines on her face.

Qin Muhan didn't speak, but silently controlled the wheelchair to block the door.

That meaning couldn't be more clear...

Either An Wan obediently put on her clothes and he stepped aside.

Either An Wan didn't wear it, and she didn't leave the room either.

An Wan: "..."

"I wear it, can't I wear it?" An Wan said helplessly.

"It's only one night, you seem to be a different person." An Wan muttered as she put on her windbreaker.

Hearing this, Qin Muhan's face froze...

His hands on the wheelchair tightened subconsciously, his eyes drooped and fell on his legs, his thin lips were tightly pursed...

"Okay, I'm done with my clothes, I can go out now." An Wan's voice sounded again.

Qin Muhan's thoughts were pulled back, looking at An Wan who was hugging her from head to toe in front of him, Qin Muhan's gaze paused on An Wan for several seconds...

Then, under An Wan's puzzled gaze, he controlled the wheelchair and let the door out of the room.

An Wan walked out and said, "Hurry up and wash up, come out and have breakfast, and I have to give you massage, acupuncture and medicinal bath later."

"...Hmm." Looking at An Wan's leaving back, Qin Muhan replied absent-mindedly.

living room.

As soon as An Wan appeared, she was spotted by Wang Rui's sharp eyes.

"Xiao Wan, come here, come here quickly." Wang Rui quickly got up from the sofa, and quickly walked towards An Wan.

"Did you come to see me so early?" An Wan asked doubtfully.

Wang Rui pulled An Wan over, staring at An Wan's back with an ugly face, sitting on Qin Muhan who was sitting in a wheelchair at the door of the room...

"What's the matter with you? How did you come out of that cripple's room?" Wang Rui asked with an ugly face.

(End of this chapter)