Only then did she realize that this man's figure was as perfect as a model's.
It's really unfair. God always gives the playboy a good skin, giving him more ostentatious capital.
"Would you like to get a basin to drink water from your mouth?" He teased with seductive eyes.
"Tch!" She turned away, "I have taken care of so many injured people, but I have never seen such a body."
"Oh." Zheng Yan condensed his dark eyes, "I have seen so many men's bodies, no wonder your mind is so corrupt."
Mo Qi knew what he meant, her face was as red as morning glow, "Zheng Yan, can't I live without you being angry for a minute?"
"I just want to exercise your endurance."
Exercise? She really wanted to put a five-finger mountain on his handsome and playful face.
"Go take a shower." She took off his clothes and pushed him into the bathroom.
Zheng Yan turned around and stared, "Hey, I'm a patient! You're so rude, but you're still a nurse."
Mo Qi was too lazy to pay attention to him and went into the bedroom to help him get his clothes. Otherwise, her heart would be broken if this man walked out naked.
Although Zheng Yan lives alone, everything at home is organized, clean and tidy.
The large wardrobe in the room is filled with all kinds of clothing. Although there are many types, they are extremely coordinated and neat.
Suits, shirts, and ties are all placed separately and arranged according to the depth of color.
It can be seen that Zheng Yan is an extremely orderly and serious person.
Mo Qi curled her lips, unable to tell that this playboy could have such a disciplined and rigorous side.
Moreover, the clothes are more formal, mostly professional suits and shirts. Even the casual clothes exude a calm and wise atmosphere, without any flashiness, which is very different from his playboy style.
Mo Qi helped him choose a set of dark home clothes and walked out.
She knocked on the bathroom door and called, "Your clothes."
Zheng Yan raised his eyebrows, deliberately teasing her, "No, bring it in. I'm usually alone, so I'm used to not wearing it."
"You perverted guy!" Mo Qi's head was smoking, "I usually see men strip naked on the operating table. If you dare to come out naked, I will strip you!"
"Mo Qi, you bloody woman, I surrender to you."
After a moment, the bathroom door opened, and a wet hand stretched out from the crack in the door.
Mo Qi immediately handed over the clothes.
Who knew that when Zheng Yan was taking the clothes, he suddenly exerted force and pulled her along with him.
She hit Zheng Yan's chest full of water drops.
"Ah!" She instinctively covered her eyes and yelled, "You pervert!"
Zheng Yan smiled lightly and took away her hand, "What are you covering up? That night you hugged my tall body tightly and couldn't help yourself."
She immediately closed her eyes again and said angrily, "Can you not open which pot?"
"Then you tell me which pot is boiled, and I will pick up which pot."
Mo Qi's throat was choked with anger, and it took a long time to hold back a sentence, "Zheng Yan, you are a weakling!"
"Can you make up for it?"
She didn't want to quarrel with him, knowing that she shouldn't stay here for a long time, so she turned around and left. Unexpectedly, she hit the door all of a sudden and hit the corner. It hurt so much that she took a deep breath.
"I advise you to open your eyes." Zheng Yan's nervous tone came over.
"A cat cries a mouse!" Mo Qi didn't appreciate it. She covered her forehead and ran away like a little white sheep avoiding the big bad wolf.