Mu Chi Yao nodded: "Well, help me take a shower."

"ah"

"Is there any problem?" Mu Chi Yao raised his eyebrows.

Yan Anxi answered honestly: "There is a problem."

Mu Chi Yao suddenly approached her and sprayed the exhaled heat on her cheeks: "What's the problem? You have not only seen my body, but also felt it."

Yan Anxi's face turned red, but he replied stubbornly: "I don't feel anything. I was drunk that day and I don't remember anything."

"Then do it again, let you experience it yourself?"

Yan Anxi's face was so blushed that it was almost bleeding. She couldn't help but reach out and push him, but as soon as she touched the strong muscles on his body, she retracted her hand, as if she was burned.

He is simply a rogue, playing 1iú     mang!

"Okay," Mu Chi Yao suddenly said, "My wound cannot be stained with water. I am not convenient for moving now. There is no one else in this room except you, so, you."

After he finished speaking, he turned around and walked into the bathroom.

Yan Anxi was so scared that he quickly closed his eyes.

Oh my God, he doesn't wear anything

She closed her eyes and asked with some stuttering, "I, I, I will give you water now."

"Who said I'm going to use a bathtub?" Mu Chi Yao said, "The shower is there, go and take it down for me."

Yan Anxi was about to cry, and Mu Chi Yao was clearly looking for her to be happy and tormented her.

Gripping her teeth, she knew that the more shy she was, the more embarrassed she was, and the more satisfied Mu Chi Yao was.

Don't worry about him! Just look at it! He is her husband, a legal husband, what can't be seen!

Yan Anxi opened the shower hard, and the fine water droplets sprinkled out. Mu Chi Yao stood in front of her and looked at her with interest.

Yan Anxi just kept looking straight throughout the whole process and tried hard to control his hands not to shake too much.

She kept holding her breath and even dared to breathe. The mist in the bathroom was swaying, and a layer of fine beads of sweat appeared on the tip of her nose.

Fortunately, Mu Chi Yao did not make things difficult for her later.

Yan Anxi also kept paying attention to not letting water touch his wound.

"Okay." Yan Anxi breathed a sigh of relief and quickly put the shower on it. He didn't dare to look at Mu Chi Yao again, and ran out of the bathroom as if he was running away.

Due to the slipping of the ground, she ran too fast and almost fell. Fortunately, she held the door handle and was not embarrassed.

Yan Anxi clearly heard Mu Chi Yao's low laughter coming from behind.

She was angry, turned her head and glared at him fiercely. Mu Chi Yao looked back at her indifferently, with a smile on his lips.

Seeing Yan Anxi running out like running away, Mu Chi Yao's smile became louder and louder.

Yan Anxi patted his chest with lingering fear. The more he thought about it, the more he felt that Mu Chi Yao was a big man.

She returned to the bedroom, but found that the old housekeeper and the family doctor were standing respectfully in the sand. When she saw her coming out, she nodded and said hello: "Madam."

In fact, the old housekeeper is not old at all, and he is only fifty years old. He has a very good appearance like a housekeeper in a castle in a British drama, gentlemanly and low-key.

Yan Anxi felt a little embarrassed. She just came out of the bathroom, and Mu Chi Yao was in the bathroom. I don’t know how long the housekeeper and the family doctor have been standing here.

Couldn't you hear it all?

Yan Anxi asked softly: "Is there anything wrong with you guys coming here?"

The housekeeper replied: "I am still worried about the injuries on Mr. Mu, so I ask the doctor to check them again."

"That's it," Yan Anxi nodded.

Not long after, Mu Chi Yao came out, wearing a loose bathrobe, and looked in a very good mood.

Yan Anxi glanced at him.

The housekeeper shouted: "Mr. Mu."

Mu Chi Yao didn't care, but looked at Yan Anxi and suddenly frowned.

He walked towards her quickly and yelled: "Why are you dressing like this?"

Yan Anxi was stunned, looked down at himself, and asked in confusion: "What's wrong?"

She has always been dressed like this, wearing his shirt, which is big, and then she also wears her own denim shorts. Although she is a little casual and can't get on the counter, she is now at home.

Could it be that you still have to wear evening dresses?

Didn’t he wear a loose bathrobe himself?

But when I was just helping him take a shower, water was splashed on his shirt, which was a little wet, and it became a little transparent.

Mu Chi Yao was too lazy to talk nonsense to her and pushed her directly onto the bed. Yan Anxi was caught off guard and fell on the bed, shocked.

He looked down at her: "What are you thinking? Lie down and cover me with a quilt."

Yan Anxi hurriedly pulled over the quilt, covered himself up, and only exposed his head, looking at him with his eyes blinking.

Mu Chi Yao glanced at her, turned around, walked to the sand and sat down: "Hurry up."

The family doctor nodded: "Yes, Mr. Mu."

Mu Chi Yao's bathrobe was pulled down, revealing the wound on his shoulder.

Yan Anxi grabbed the quilt and lay honestly on the bed, looking at him.

Although Mu Chi Yao was on the side of the sand, his eyes were always on her.

When Yan Anxi met his eyes, his heart trembled, and he felt attracted to him.

She just watched.

The family doctor carefully examined his wound and said, "Mr. Mu, the wound will be almost healed in two weeks. But if you let the wound get water tonight, it will probably worsen and prolong the time for healing."

Mu Chi Yao responded lightly: "Yes."

Then I stopped talking, as if I didn't care about the injuries on my body at all.

Seeing this, the family doctor and the butler hurriedly walked out without Mu Chi Yao speaking.

He frowned and glanced at the shoulder, and it seemed that the wound was hurting a little.

Yan Anxi asked without hesitation: "Is the wound hurting?"

Mu Chi Yao did not answer, but stood up, strode over, stood beside the bed, and looked at her with his arms folded: "Yan Anxi, if someone else is in the bedroom, you won't pay attention to your clothes?"

“What can I pay attention to?”

"Damn it!" Mu Chi Yao lowered his curse, "Don't you know how seductive you are when you wear my shirt?"

"You asked me to wear it"

"That's what I'm wearing!"

Yan Anxi was speechless all of a sudden, but his face gradually turned red.

Mu Chi Yao suddenly lifted the quilt, went to bed, and lay down beside her. Yan Anxi was shocked and moved carefully to the side, setting a distance from him.

Mu Chi Yao didn't care about her details, so he lay down on his own, then stretched out his hand and took her over and hugged her in his arms.

He was very strong, and Yan Anxi basically had no ability to resist.

Moreover, the consequences of resistance will definitely anger him.

Inexplicably, she was a little greedy for his arms.

Mu Chi Yao reached out to hug her, and then said in a deep voice in her ear: "Yan Anxi, there are only two of us now, and there are some things that should be calculated."

Yan Anxi didn't understand: "What's that?"

"What do you think?"

Yan Anxi thought for a while: "It's not that I chased you from the hospital, right?"

Mu Chi Yao lowered his voice: "One piece by piece, count it slowly."

Yan Anxi's heart trembled.

Mu Chi Yao either doesn't care, but as long as he cares, it will be very troublesome if he is serious.

She subconsciously wanted to lower her head, but Mu Chi Yao reached out and picked her chin and forced her to raise her head: "Don't try to dodge, Yan Anxi, look into my eyes from now on."

She did as well, looking into his eyes, feeling that she was about to be attracted in.

Mu Chi Yao is such a charming but also a fearful existence.

His eyes were so dark and so deep.

"It's very late," Yan Anxi bit her lower lip and said in a low voice, "It's time for me to go back to my room to sleep."

"Let's sleep here tonight." Mu Chi Yao replied strongly, "No one is allowed to go anywhere."

"But"

"No, but."
To be continued...