Unexpectedly, Su Ruoxing washed it first this time.
She grabbed a bath towel and wrapped herself around her, wiping her long wet hair while walking out.
"Professor Qiao, wash yourself slowly." Su Ruo Xingyun said goodbye in a calm and gentle manner.
He turned a blind eye to a man's fatal figure.
She hasn't been looking forward to it.
But Qiao Zhanchen never showed any special performance, as cold as a ruthless sculpture.
Even if he says something lies about her like "heart-tempted" or "feeling" or "sensible", she will probably lose her mind and go to the flames.
Su Ruoxing laughed at herself, opened the bathroom door and was about to walk out without looking back.
"Hiss~"
Qiao Zhanchen breathed in a deep breath from behind him.
As a doctor, Su Ruoxing is most familiar with this kind of voice.
This is usually the sound of the patient enduring pain.
She turned around in a hurry and walked back to Qiao Zhanchen who was still in the shower.
Sure enough, he was covering his upper right abdomen.
"Professor Qiao, do you have a pain in your liver area?"
Su Ruoxing nervously pulled his hand away, and his white and tender little hand pressed softly on Qiao Zhanchen's liver area.
"Does this hurt?"
Pressed by the woman's soft fingertips, Qiao Zhanchen's passionate blood, which had been gradually calming, began to accelerate again.
She was obviously nervous about him, so why did she be hot and cold towards him?
When she was indifferent, he simply made him doubt his life and himself.
Today, should he take this step first, regardless of consequences?
He was actually just now, because he was confused by the woman's indifference, and accidentally touched the water valve and was scalded by hot water.
Qiao Zhanchen concealed his strong feelings for Su Ruoxing and replied in his voice, "I can't explain clearly."
"You are a doctor, you can't even figure it out?"
Su Ruoxing was anxious and pressed his little hand on the man's upper right abdomen with a force.
"What's like this, does it hurt?"
"..." Qiao Zhanchen groaned, and the sea of blood rolled.
The skin that was stroked by the woman's fingertips instantly became hot.
His cold white skin seemed to be baked, with a pink luster.
"It doesn't feel obvious. There's a little weird in the chest and diaphragm." It took Qiao Zhanchen a long time to answer in a stable tone.
Su Ruoxing frowned and pressed her soft palm towards the man's heart.
"Does the living insects still have remnants? The heartbeats are indeed a little fast..."
Before he finished speaking, Qiao Zhanchen's big palm covered her against the back of his chest muscles.
"I feel my heartbeat abnormal?"
"Of course I can feel it." Su Ruoxing's little face became slightly hot.
Two people stood face to face.
Although she was wearing a bath towel, the atmosphere was too silly.
It was as if she was shrouded in a man's rich hormonal aura, Su Ruoxing was really afraid that she would be lost in the charming aura.
Su Ruoxing was busy and calmed down.
"Professor Qiao, don't worry, although your heartbeats a little fast, but it's very strong. There should be no big problem. I'll help you take your pulse and confirm it."
But the man stretched her over to put her veins into her palm.
“I do feel very uncomfortable.”
His sea of blood could no longer bear it.
As a doctor, did she really not see it or pretend to be stupid?
No matter what, give it a try!
When Su Ruoxing heard the man say he was very uncomfortable, he immediately became nervous again.
"What's wrong with you? You should lie down outside and I'll diagnose you carefully."
“It’s not comfortable here.”
As soon as Qiao Zhanchen finished speaking, he suddenly grabbed her hand.
"Professor Su, you should know the most uncomfortable part of me. Are you igniting fires everywhere? Is it testing me?"
Things came too suddenly, and Su Ruoxing's head suddenly became blank, and he was busy retracting his hands.
But he was forcibly caught by a man.
Su Ruoxing's white and jade-like little face blushed, and even spoke incoherently.
"I haven't tested you. As a doctor, I just want to help you. I haven't thought so much, let go."
"Then keep helping me."
Qiao Zhanchen hooked his slender fingertips and the bath towel on the woman slid down to the ground.
His shiny white little body was presented to his eyes 365 degrees without any dead corners.
Immediately afterwards, Qiao Zhanchen's vigorous and powerful arms surrounded Su Ruoxing's slender back and exerted force.
He easily carried Su Ruoxing, who weighed only about 90 pounds, to the bathroom.
Su Ruoxing hurriedly put his thin white legs and feet together, and his hands were swollen and stumbled on the man's Ying-facing shoulder.
"Qiao Zhanchen, what do you... want to do?"
"You will be responsible for the fire you lit."
Qiao Zhanchen's tall body stepped forward with strong force, and his big palm lifted up the woman's lightweight small body.
Just as Su Ruoxing was panicked and wanted to break free.
In an instant, the air solidified.
Su Ruoxing widened her eyes in disbelief, and the muscles in her body were tensed like a bow that stretched out a string.
The tip of the heart is like countless dense tiny needle tips piercing into it, and the indescribable pain fills the chest.
Qiao Zhanchen, it's been four years.
The first time we were four years later, not only did you not say a good thing, but you didn’t even feel pity for me?
Faced with the ruthless power of a man, Su Ruoxing stubbornly bit her lips, preventing her from making a sound.
But in the eyes, there was an uncontrollable mist of water.
She didn't know that Qiao Zhanchen's super high IQ was used in scientific research and medicine.
He is simply a piece of paper to women.
He only experienced her a woman at the age of twenty-eight. Four years ago, he had sex with her in a state of confusion.
Even after getting married, because of the serious grudge in his heart, he held his breath and never touched her.
So, Qiao Zhanchen didn't understand what a woman wanted.
But, Su Ruoxing has higher requirements for the spiritual level.
Qiao Zhanchen felt that Su Ruoxing was trembling all over, and realized that he was too much.
He gently kissed the woman's cheek and then held her jade-smooth earlobe.
The scorching breath, carrying his low and sensual voice, entered into her cochlea,
"I'm sorry, I'll do whatever you want me to make up for it, okay?"
When Su Ruoxing saw that Qiao Zhanchen finally had a decent human words, he choked up his voice.
"I'm really willing to do anything?"
"right."
Qiao Zhanchen grabbed the bath towel again and gently wiped Su Ruoxing's body, "Just say, even if you take my life, give it to me."
"Who wants your life?"
Su Ruoxing's long eyelashes were hung with crystal tears, constantly sniffing.
She couldn't help but feel angry if she didn't let him pay the price this time!
"What I want is harder than taking your life. I just deliberately make things difficult for you. Do you dare to agree?"
"Dare." Qiao Zhanchen's curiosity was aroused.
What can be more important than his life?
If you think about it carefully, it really is.
His innate dignity, his arrogant and arrogant womb brought by his womb, and his stinginess that he never bows his head.
Qiao Zhanchen walked out of the bathroom with Su Ruoxing in his arms.
The bodies of two people were buried in the soft bed.
The beauty continues to permeate the room.
With his thin calluses, he gently stroked the woman's pink little face.
"I will not regret it if I promised you. I will agree to it. I will agree to it no matter how difficult it is."