As soon as Su Yinshuang came in, she saw that his whole body was wet, and a certain part was clearly highlighted. She took a deep breath and immediately turned around: "Li Jijie, your clothes are so wet, don't change them!"

If Lin Mao hadn't been present, she would have thought that the stinky hooligan did this on purpose. Damn it. She just shook her hand and almost fell off the tray on her hand!

Seeing this, Lin Mao walked to the closet of the changing room to take off a clean shirt and casual jeans, put it next to Mr. Li, and then looked back and forth from the two of them. Although he didn't know what happened to Mr. Li, Miss Su was there, and nothing left was left, so he tactfully retreated silently.

There was no sound in the bedroom.

Su Yinshuang's hand was a little sore when she held the tray. Is he really changing clothes? Why didn't hesitate at all?

She waited for a while and found that no one paid attention to her. She asked patiently: "Have you changed?"

Still no one answered her!

She didn't care whether he was naked or not now, he wasn't afraid, what she was afraid of.

But she still didn't glance at him, walked to the head of the bed, put down the tray, and after a long time, she raised her eyes.

I saw him lying on the bed with wet body, smoking silently, and the smoke filled his handsome face, hazy and unreal.

Su Yinshuang frowned and suddenly remembered those decadent days. Although he did not do anything to comfort her, she was indeed in a much better mood because of him.

Now, it is obvious that he is the same as her at that time, but she doesn't know what happened to him. Only such a proud and powerful man would become what he is now...

So even if she treats him as a friend, she shouldn't let him look like this, not to mention that she still stays in his house, although it was him forcing him.

Su Yinshuang pursed her lips and sat down beside her bed. She took the dry towel beside her and skillfully wiped his hair that was still wet, but her movements were much gentler than the last time.

She doesn't want to stimulate this guy anymore...

Then he glanced at his clothes that were so wet that it was close to his skin, and his eyebrows were squinted: "You are almost going to see everything on your body. Li Jijie, can you not be so hooligan?"

Li Jijie raised his hand and pressed off the cigarette butt in his hand, said nothing, and lit another cigarette in silence.

Su Yinshuang narrowed her eyes, wishing she could take off his clothes and change them to him, but unfortunately, she couldn't do such a hooligan, so she could only cover the quilt on her side.

After drying his hair, he took the hot porridge on his head, held it in his hand and scooped it over, and handed it over, "The servant has just started preparing for dinner, let's drink some porridge first?"

Li Jijie didn't take it, but perhaps the fragrant aroma of porridge tempted him. He first glanced at the yellow porridge, and then glanced at her apron, "What did you do?" This was the only thing that could attract his attention, otherwise he wouldn't even look at it.

Seeing that he finally reacted a little, Su Yinshuang nodded and explained actively: "This is the millet egg and custard porridge that my mother used to make for me. It's delicious. Try it?"
Chapter completed!