MTL - The Female Supporting Role is So Handsome After Wearing a Book-Chapter 74 Design to stay

Chapter 74: Design to stay

It wasn't until the drizzle of rain played music, and the raindrops blew in from the window with the wind and hit her face, giving her a slight chill that she calmed down and hurriedly closed the window and turned her head to look at Fu Shihan: "Don't worry, it should be fine." It will stop soon.”

Fu Shihan responded softly with a "hmm", his expression seemed to be unconcerned, and there was a faint illusion of pleasure. As if aware that Bai Yixi was still looking at him, he turned his head and his eyes fell on her face: "What are you looking at?"

Bai Yixi glanced at him and said softly: "It's nothing."

Then continue washing the dishes.

The two of them washed the dishes together and put them in the disinfection cabinet. They put on the gloves. Bai Yixi was taking off her apron: "You can watch TV in the hall of my house. You can go back when the rain stops."

Bai Yixi hung up her apron and was about to go out.

"My clothes are dirty." Fu Shihan looked at Bai Yixi who was about to walk out without noticing that his clothes were dirty. His eyes flashed with anger, but he was helpless.

Bai Yixi paused, turned and looked over, and saw a large water stain on the abdomen of Fu Shihan's casual clothes. It was not obvious because it was pure black, but now if you look closely, you can see a few strands of foam and side dishes. leaf.

"How did you do it?" Bai Yixi calmly took out the tissue box from the top of the cupboard. There were still a lot of unused tissues in it, so she handed it over, "You can wipe it yourself."

 After waiting for a few seconds, the other party did not see him taking it.

She raised her eyes to look at him with clear eyes. She held the tissue box in her white hands and shook them, indicating clearly, "Take it!"

Fu Shihan's slender figure just leaned against the refrigerator, his peach-blossom eyes slightly narrowed, and then his eyelids were half-knocked: "I'm a little tired after cooking so many kinds of dishes today."

Bai Yixi's hand paused slightly, so?

"Shall I wipe it for you?" Bai Yixi asked tentatively.

"Yeah." His half-knocked eyelids blocked half of the light, but there were still fragments of light flowing through, and the corners of his mouth were slightly curved.

Bai Yixi thought that since the food was so delicious, it didn't matter if she just wiped it.

 She walked over, put the tissue box on the tile, took out a tissue, lowered her body slightly, and used the tissue to clean the cabbage leaves and foam from his clothes.

He lowered his eyes and fell on her black hair. The soft hair was neatly tucked behind her small ears. There was a small pink mole on the pink ears. He didn't know what he thought of, and his teeth were numb slightly, and he really wanted to bite them. .

 She straightened up and threw the garbage in her hands into the trash can: "Okay."

"It's very greasy and has a strong smell." Fu Shihan tugged at the edge of his clothes as if he was extremely disgusted. There was a little irritability in his eyes, which seemed to imply something, "Why is it still raining so hard outside?"

Bai Yixi looked at the non-stop rain outside the window. The night had already closed, and she was going to take a bath. Looking at Fu Shihan's eyes that looked extremely uncomfortable, she said: "The third room on the second floor is for guests." If you are staying as a guest, you can take a shower in the bathroom. Those bathrobes are all unworn.”

 Paused for a second, "If you don't mind."

Fu Shihan raised his eyes, his eyes fell on her for a second or two, then he turned sideways and walked out towards the second floor.

Bai Yixi also went upstairs to the first room of her own and wanted to take a shower.

Bai Yixi is not worried about a man and a woman living together in the same room. In her opinion, Fu Shihan is the male protagonist and there is no way he will like her.

Bai Yixi came out of the shower, wearing a nightgown that reached to her knees, exposing her white and tender legs. Her wet and steaming hair hung on her back and shoulders. Her face was powdered, and her face was delicate, with a mixture of innocence and demon. Under the inadvertent charm, I sat cross-legged on the soft bed and turned on the computer.

 (End of this chapter)