But even so, it was unbearable for Xia Chuwei, who had never seen such a scene before.

Huo Yunting hung up the hospital gown aside and turned to look at her.

"Are you going to continue to stay here?"

"I..." Xia Chuwei's lips trembled, and the previous confidence was completely wiped out under the man's gaze.

Does she really want to watch this man take a shower?

Seeing that Xia Chuwei didn't say anything, the man made a show of taking off his underwear.

As soon as his hand touched her waist, Xia Chuwei suddenly let out a scream.

"Ah! Don't take it off!"

She quickly exited the bathroom and closed the bathroom door with a bang.

Looking at the closed door, a faint smile flashed across Huo Yunting's eyes.

...

After running out of the bathroom, Xia Chuwei opened the window of the ward and took several deep breaths.

She felt that she was really crazy. She broke into a man's bathroom and almost killed him.

He could wash it if he wanted to. Anyway, it wasn't her who suffered in the end. Why was she so nervous?

With this thought in her mind, she found another excuse for herself.

She stopped him from taking a bath because he was still not discharged from the hospital, and she had to keep coming to take care of him, which was time-consuming and labor-intensive.

After all, the money he gave her was too much, and she felt really bad for not taking care of him when he was discharged from the hospital.

After comforting herself in this way, Xia Chuwei's mood finally calmed down.

Glancing in the direction of the bathroom, Xia Chuwei closed all the windows in the ward.

Then, she picked up the remote control of the air conditioner and adjusted the indoor temperature to 30 degrees.

It's autumn now, and the temperature difference is huge. It's very hot during the day and very cold at night.

Just like right now, the sun outside is very hot.

But Huo Yunting's current body really couldn't breathe a single bit of cold wind.

Therefore, Xia Chuwei could only resist the discomfort she felt and raised the temperature.

More than ten minutes later, the man walked out of the bathroom.

He was startled when he found that the temperature in the ward was very high.

Looking up, he saw Xia Chuwei holding a book and fanning herself casually.

Sensing his gaze, Xia Chuwei looked at him.

Finding that his hair was still wet, Xia Chuwei frowned.

"Why don't you blow dry your hair?"

"It will do it on its own before you go to bed."

Xia Chuwei was really pissed off by this man who kept seeking death.

She didn't say anything, but with a calm face, she entered the bathroom and took out a hair dryer from the bathroom.

"You sit on the sofa for a while now." She said softly, "I'll help you dry your hair."

After taking a look at the woman with a pretty face as cold as frost, Huo Yunting sat on the sofa.

After the electricity was turned on, Xia Chuwei began to blow out Huo Yunting's hair.

She suddenly felt that this man's money was not that easy to earn.

If you don't worry about everything for him, if you don't even look at him, you won't know if he is seeking death again.

Xia Chuwei's face was cold, but her movements were very gentle.

Her nimble fingers wandered through his hair, bringing with it a different kind of tenderness.

Huo Yunting looked at the mirror in front of him.

Xia Chuwei was concentrating on hanging his hair. Although her face was still a little cold, her eyes were focused and soft.

For some reason, Huo Yunting suddenly remembered the way she looked when she played the piano.

At that time, her eyes and expression were just like now.

Be serious and solemn, as if you are treating something of special importance.

Inexplicably, his heartstrings seemed to be gently plucked by a hand.


Chapter completed!