owe her my whole life(1/3)
In the bathroom, the light is bright.
Mint took a quick shower, turned off the bath valve, and stepped out of the transparent shower room.
After drying his body with a bath towel, his movements suddenly stopped.
Oh my gosh, she doesn't have a change of clothes!
Although the clothes I just took off have not been washed yet,... can I continue to wear them in this weather?
She frowned subconsciously, and suddenly remembered what happened to Fang Yuan before. In this weather, if you are not careful, your clothes will be soaked with sweat. How could you wear them for two days in a row?
She bet that Fang Yuan either had two identical sets of clothes that day, or they had been dry-cleaned overnight!
That hateful woman! She clearly did it on purpose!
She secretly grinded her teeth, but now was not the time to study Fang Yuan. The most important thing now was, what should she do?
I can bear with it, and I can barely wear my coat, but what about my inner clothes? Even if I wash them now, I still don’t have time to dry them!
So, what is she going to wear next? A bath towel?
Oh my gosh, she's such an idiot!
Li Rong is a little ferocious.
"Mint, have you finished washing?"
Suddenly there were two knocks on the door, and Guan Shouheng's deep and pleasant voice made her startled suddenly, and she suddenly tightened the towel on her chest.
"I'll be ready soon!" She replied quickly, but the following words were a bit difficult to say. She really didn't know how to say them.
She remembered that day when he slept in the small attic, the situation was the same as hers now, but he was a man, so he could just put a bath towel on the bottom. But now, she couldn't wrap the top around the bottom, and she couldn't wrap the bottom around.
I don’t care about the top, I can only choose one of them!
Mint bit her lip in annoyance, not knowing what to do.
Dangdang——
The bathroom door was knocked again, and Guan Shouheng's considerate voice came again, "Mint, I brought you clothes, please open the door."
Really? Great!
She was so pleasantly surprised that she quickly opened the door a crack and carefully hid herself behind the door.
His arm stretched out from the crack of the door, holding a ball of white cloth in his hand.
She quickly took it, said thank you, and quickly closed the door.
She looked down and frowned again. What he got her was actually a men's white shirt!
It's big enough, but... such a sack-like clothes is put on her body, and it's empty inside, so what's the difference between it and nothing?
"Guan Shouheng..." she called hesitantly.
"Huh?" He hasn't left yet.
"..." The words came to her lips, but she didn't know what to say. Where did she want him to find a clean set of underwear for her?
Hey, forget it, they are an old married couple anyway, and they have a son. She really can't afford to be so coy, she is a 27-year-old woman, and she is not an underage chick!
"It's okay, I'll be fine!" Her tone was soft but full of determination.
Putting aside all the shyness and discomfort, I finally put on his white shirt.
He took another deep breath before reaching out and opening the bathroom door.
Outside the bathroom, Guan Shouheng was leaning against the wall, waiting for her in a leisurely manner. The corner of his mouth slightly raised, and he said jokingly, "I thought you were asleep in there."
She looked at him expressionlessly, but her beautiful eyes were filled with anger, "I have to wash my clothes, otherwise I won't have anything to wear tomorrow. Can I use your washing machine?"
"Of course." But he doubted whether she would use it.
However, he did not dare to say this directly. He only waited quietly at the door, waiting for her help.
Sure enough, a minute later, the sound of her gritted teeth came again, "Guan Shouheng, come in!"
He walked in "obediently" and saw the woman standing next to the drum washing machine. She still looked calm, but he knew that she was angry again!
She has always been at a loss when it comes to housework. She can learn even the most difficult grammar, but can't figure out a small washing machine program. It's so cute and so funny!
However, he did not dare to laugh.
Calmly, he looked into her shining eyes.
Even when you are angry, you still remain calm, which is really interesting!
"What's the matter?" he asked pretending to be innocent.
"If it's okay, will I ask you to come in?" Her tone was choking.
Well, I am indeed angry, and a bit serious!
He looked at her face as beautiful as jade, her cheeks dyed red by the flowers of shame, her round eyes, incredibly cute.
She looked into his playful black eyes and felt even more annoyed.
This man always looked cold as hell in front of others, but in front of her, he always had the ability to annoy her!
It seems that he is different in front of her...
It seems that to him, she is different...
"Guan Shouheng, help me wash my clothes!" she ordered shyly and angrily.
There was no hesitation at all, just like a princess giving orders.
She has a high and mighty attitude, even a little domineering, but in his opinion, she is very, very cute.
"Okay, no problem." He quickly pressed a few buttons to help her set the program for the automatic washing machine. The turbine rotated and the smell of washing powder wafted faintly.
"Okay, don't worry about it, it will be washed automatically in a while." He informed with a smile.
She had a cold face and did not say thank you.
She moved lightly, walked around him, walked out of the bathroom, and walked towards the kitchen.
She has a habit of drinking some water after every bath.
Guan Shouheng still stood there, his dark eyes unconsciously looking at her back, looking from top to bottom, from her wet hair, to her graceful back, to her slender waist, and finally to the exposed part of her shirt.
A pair of long legs below.
After bathing, her fair skin showed a faint pink color, which stimulated the man's eyes even more. He couldn't help but squint his black eyes, and his gaze became deeper.
At the same time, Yingting's eyebrows also wrinkled slightly. He didn't understand how she could do it. Even if she was disheveled, she could still be as elegant as a princess.
She walked step by step, her pace was light and slow, obviously she was careful to avoid being exposed, but she did not nervously grab the hem of her shirt, instead she acted as if nothing had happened, her back straight, sacred and inviolable.
"Aren't there any paper cups?" She searched the entire kitchen and dining room, but found no trace of the water dispenser, let alone disposable paper cups.
"No, I don't use that, it's not environmentally friendly enough." He walked over slowly.
She nodded understandingly and turned to look at the dining table again.
"Then can I use this?" she asked, staring at the transparent water glass on the dining table.
"The water is ready, here it is." He walked towards the coffee table in the living room.
She turned her head and saw another water cup already placed on the coffee table. It also had a transparent cup body, but the difference was that it was already eight percent full of white water.
Does he still remember her habits?
She didn't want to think too much, so she walked over silently, picked up the water glass, and took a slow sip.
The cool jade-like liquid slides into the throat.
This is... French Evian mineral water?
Although she only had one sip, she could still tell that this kind of mineral water was as familiar to her as she had been drinking it since she was a child.
But, that was once upon a time.
She hasn't had a drink for many years, and she hasn't had one since she married him.
After the divorce, even less so.
She held the cup with her fingers and tightened slightly.
What does he mean?
Since it is Evian mineral water, why not just give her a bottle to drink? Why bother pouring it into a cup?
Did he think she couldn't drink it?
By the way, cup!
She couldn't help but think of what he had been worrying about these past few days.
The pink lips also pursed tighter.
After a while, she took the initiative to bring up the topic, "You said you wanted to compensate me with a cup. Isn't that the one?"
He glanced at her and said, "Do you like this? That's fine, go ahead and use it."
To be continued...