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Chapter 677

But even so, it is hard for Xia Chuwei, who has never seen such a scene before.

Huo Yunting hung the patient's clothes aside and turned his eyes to look at her.

"Do you still want to stay here?"

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

Could it be that she really wants to see if this man takes a shower?

Seeing that Xia Chuwei didn't say anything, the man pretended to take off his underwear.

As soon as his hand touched his waist, Xia Chuwei screamed suddenly.

"Ah! Don't take it off!"

She quickly exited the bathroom and closed the bathroom door with a "slam".

Looking at the closed door, a faint smile flashed through 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 didn't even say that she broke into the man's bathroom, but she almost saw everyone.

He would wash it if he wanted to. Anyway, she was not the one who suffered in the end. Why did she be so nervous?

Thinking of this in her heart, she found another excuse for herself.

She stopped him from taking a shower because he was not discharged from the hospital for a long time. She had to come and take care of him, which was time-consuming and laborious.

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

After comforting herself like this, Xia Chuwei's emotions finally calmed down.

After taking a look at the direction of the bathroom, Xia Chuwei closed all the windows in the ward.

Then, she picked up the air conditioner remote control and set the indoor temperature to thirty degrees.

It is now autumn, with a very large temperature difference, it is very hot during the day and very cold at night.

It's like the sun outside is very hot at this moment.

But Huo Yunting's body is really unable to blow a trace of cold wind.

Therefore, Xia Chuwei could only forcibly resist the discomfort and turn the temperature up.

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

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

He raised his head and saw Xia Chuwei holding a book and was fanning the wind casually.

Recognizing his gaze, Xia Chuwei looked at him.

Xia Chuwei frowned when she found that his hair was still wet.

"Why aren't you blowing your hair?"

“It will do it by itself before going to bed.”

Xia Chuwei was so angry that she was almost pissed to death by this man who kept trying to death.

Instead of saying anything, she calmly entered the bathroom and took out a hairdryer from the bathroom.

"You sit on the sofa for a while now." She said indifferently: "I'll help you blow your hair."

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

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

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

If you worry about him in everything, you will not tell me if you look at him for death again.

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

Her flexible fingers wandered between his hair, with a hint of tenderness.

Huo Yunting looked at the mirror in front of him.

Xia Chuwei was hunching her hair for him with all her concentration. Although her face was a little cool, her eyes were focused and soft.

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

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

Being serious and solemn is like taking something particularly important.

For some reason, his heartstrings were gently tweaked by a hand.


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