But I obviously felt that his voice had changed a little, as if he was trying hard to suppress something.

However, he was still conscious and turned around obediently.

I didn't care about him and ran out of his bathroom, out of his room, to his own room, closed the door, and gasped. It was so embarrassing. I was so ambiguous with Zheye. I wonder if my boyfriend will dislike me in the future.

It seems that I don’t know how to keep myself clean and love myself.

While thinking about it, I changed my clothes and sat on the bed in a daze. I always felt that it was not a solution to continue like this.

"Hey, can you please hurry up? It's very late. I don't know what time it will take to go to the hospital after taking a shower. Why are you sitting alone? " At this time, Zheye appeared in my room like a ghost, standing in front of me and saying.

"I can't rest, either? Do you think it's not tired to help you take a shower like that? You think I'm an iron man." I stood up dissatisfied and said and left.

"Okay, okay, okay, I'm wrong, okay? At most, I'll help you wash it later." Zheye said in a bad mood.

I was too lazy to pay attention to him. It was boring to tell him about these brainless problems and was not nutritious.

He also helped me wash. If he could wash me, would he still need me to wash himself?

"Hurry up, what do you want me to do?" This time, I walked to his room and said.

"Didn't I just say it? Just twist the towel and wipe it yourself. If you don't mind, you can choose to watch me wipe my butt here, and if you mind, go out." Zheye's first half of the sentence was fine, but the second half of the sentence began to lose his seriousness again.

I looked at him with contempt and didn't say anything. I picked up the towel and washed it in water, then twisted it and handed it to him and said, "Wash it quickly, I'll go out first, call me." After that, I threw the towel on him and ran away.

After I went out, I was very enthusiastic about helping him close the door, for fear that I would be so evil that I wanted to peek at it.

As soon as I walked to the bed and sat down, my butt was still hot, I heard a scream inside: "Okay OK."

As soon as I heard it was screaming inside, I hurriedly ran in and took the towel from his hand, but it always felt very dirty. I just grabbed it a little bit later, threw it in the bathtub, rubbed the handfuls disgustingly, twisted the water, and handed it to him and said, "Give it. I'm out." After that, I left again.

In this way, after repeated N times, it was finally done.

Next, he said to me, "Okay, wash it, I'm going to change my underwear, you can go out."

I looked at him with contempt again and left. After coming out, I lay paralyzed on him on the bed, with both hands and feet facing the ceiling. I was so tired, so tired...

"Are you very tired?" At this time, Tsheye wore a pair of underwear and swayed in front of me.

I closed my eyes and couldn't help but say, "Please, I'm just a girl, okay? You can't stop being so open. Just wear this kind of style and walk around in front of me. You don't feel embarrassed, and I feel embarrassed." After saying that, I still closed my eyes.

"Aren't I looking for pants to wear? You won't help me find them." Zheye said.
Chapter completed!