Song Shaoyan had never slept on a sofa before. This was his first time, but he enjoyed it.

He held his wheelchair to the window and looked at the snowflakes flying down outside the window. He stared out of the window with a pair of deep eyes, and the scene of dancing snowflakes could be seen in his pupils.

I didn’t expect that I could watch the first snowfall of the year with her.

After Ning An came out of the shower, he saw him sitting alone in front of the window, motionless like a fool.

"I'm going to bed, you can do it yourself, I don't care about you anymore." Ning An greeted him, went to his bedroom and locked the door.

Song Shaoyan hadn't even had time to look at her yet!

Here we go.

He looked at the snow for a while, then went to the bathroom to wash up.

He didn't bring anything with him, which was a bit sad.

After looking at it for a long time, he saw a beautiful light green towel that was full of fragrance. He guessed that this should be Ning'an's towel.

If he uses her towel... he should be beaten?

But I can’t help but wash my face.

The sink in her house was very high, and Song Shaoyan couldn't reach it in his wheelchair, so he was holding her towel to dry himself.

After struggling for a long time, I still can't reach it.

Ning An was probably not sleeping yet when he heard a strange sound coming from the bathroom and immediately got up to take a look.

"Song Shaoyan, what are you doing?!" Ning An was so angry that he lost all his grace.

In front of her, Song Shaoyan was holding her towel and trying to wash his face, but he couldn't reach the sink, so he was fussing around.

Song Shaoyan looked at her aggrievedly: "Wash my face for me."

"It's okay if you don't wash your face all night. You are not allowed to mess up my house again." Ning An snatched the towel from his hand, "Who allowed you to mess with my things? Why are you so annoying? You called me

Driver, leave quickly."

Song Shaoyan clasped her fair and slender fingers: "Please help me wash my face... I need you."

"Let go." Ning An lowered his voice for fear of waking up Little Candy.

She only wore a white nightgown, and the V-neck of the nightgown was slightly open, revealing her delicate collarbones and snow-white skin, as white as the snowflakes outside the window.

"Wash my face for me, can you? Just wash it like you would a little candy." Song Shaoyan said in a pitiful begging tone.

"Little Candy can wash her face by herself."

"It's not that I don't know...your house...is too tall..."

"I didn't let you live there. If you didn't live there, there would be nothing wrong with you." Ning An was so angry that water was everywhere in the bathroom.

Her skin care products were also messed up by him.

"An'an..." He refused to leave, "Just wash your face, and I won't disturb you after washing."

"Believe you are a ghost." Ning An definitely didn't believe him. Song Shaoyan was very capable of pestering people. "Be honest and stop moving around, or I will throw you out. Really, I'm talking

Let’s be honest!”

She started to tidy up the things in the bathroom and glared at Song Shaoyan fiercely.

"You help me wash my face, or I will..."

"What are you doing?"

"I'll just..."

"Huh?" Ning An stared at him.

"I will stay at your house for three days and three nights."

Ning'an: "..."

"Then will you leave tomorrow? Give me an answer."

"You wash my face and I'll leave."

"Okay, get out of here early in the morning!" Ning An was furious.

In the end, Song Shaoyan won. Ning An took a new towel to wash his face, wet it with hot water, and wiped his face with great force.

Song Shaoyan closed his eyes and looked enjoying himself.
Chapter completed!