"Wipe it yourself and change clothes after wiping it!"
As the man spoke, the sound of footsteps went out.
Xiao Lingyue couldn't help but pulled off her bath towel, revealing her eyes: "Where are you going?"
"Just wait!" Zhan Beihan said and walked out.
Xiao Lingyue wiped her hair with a towel and was stunned when she saw the clean clothes placed aside.
...What does he mean?
Halfway through the question, you changed your mind?
Without thinking too much, she wiped her body casually and picked up her clothes.
When I looked outside, I saw that the door to the back room was open, and Zhan Beihan seemed to have gone out.
While he was away, Xiao Lingyue hurriedly changed her clothes. When she was fastening her belt, she heard the man's footsteps coming back and subconsciously hid behind the curtain.
Zhan Beihan saw her actions and said coldly: "What are you hiding from? I haven't seen anything on you that I haven't seen before?"
Xiao Lingyue: "..."
She choked and saw him walking out with gauze and wound medicine in his hand, fastening his belt.
"What is this?" she asked.
Zhan Beihan said coolly: "Poison."
"..." She wasn't blind, there was obviously wound ointment on the bottle.
"Come here." Zhan Beihan ordered.
Xiao Lingyue walked over and as soon as she sat down, Zhan Beihan stretched out his hand and pulled open her collar, dug out a lump of wound medicine and put it on her neck.
"Ah..." Xiao Lingyue winced in pain and shouted softly, "Please be gentle!"
"Why doesn't it hurt you to death?" Zhan Beihan said coldly.
Xiao Lingyue couldn't help but glance at him: "I really want to hurt me to death, what kind of medicine are you going to use? Just let it get worse."
Zhan Beihan smiled: "Are you planning to make me a widower for the rest of my life?"
Xiao Lingyue: "..."
A widower is a man whose wife has died.
"You are such a vicious woman!" Zhan Beihan said coldly. After applying the ointment, he threw the gauze to her.
“Pack it yourself!”
Xiao Lingyue picked up the gauze to bandage herself dejectedly, and couldn't help but retort: "If you didn't bite me, how would the wound worsen?"
"If I don't teach you a lesson, will you be so honest?"
"..." Xiao Lingyue was speechless.
"A dead duck has a tough mouth." Zhan Beihan said sarcastically.
Xiao Lingyue felt unconvinced.
At this time, the door to the outer room suddenly opened, and a row of maids filed in, holding a tray high and bringing Zhan Beihan's personal clothes.
All the maids lowered their eyebrows and did not dare to look around. After putting down the trays, they left silently.
After the door is closed.
Zhan Beihan took off his soaked coat, threw it away, and reached out to untie his belt.
Xiao Lingyue suddenly jumped up: "What are you doing?"
"Don't I need to change my clothes?" Zhan Beihan glanced at her, "What's all the fuss about?"
"You change clothes..." Why in front of her?
Xiao Lingyue suppressed her blush and walked out: "Then you change, I'll go out and wait for you first."
"stop!"
Zhan Beihan stopped her with one sentence: "If you dare to leave, you will never see your son again."
The first thought in Xiao Lingyue's mind was: Which son is he talking about?
No matter which one it was, she didn't dare to leave.
Xiao Lingyue froze on the spot, with her back to Zhan Beihan, biting her lip and saying nothing.
A rustling sound came from behind.
After a while.
Zhan Beihan said again: "Come here!" This chapter has been completed!