Xu Qingcheng was so angry that he complained to Bo Zhifu in his heart that he blamed Bo Zhifu for all this. If this person hadn't been chatting with her sarcastically, she wouldn't have forgotten all this.

But Xu Qingcheng didn't mind and walked out directly. Anyway, she was the only one in the room. Thinking of this, Xu Qingcheng became open and upright.

Xu Qingcheng pushed open the door, wiped his hair and walked towards the bed. Then, Xu Qingcheng froze in place, and the movements in his hands paused. The next second, she almost screamed.

The towel cannot block the sudden scenery, so it can only cover it barely, but such a cover looks like it is unwilling to accept it.

But Bo Zhifu sat calmly on the big bed. The man had obviously taken a shower and changed his clothes. His deep eyes fell calmly on Xu Qingcheng, not a moment.

Suddenly, the atmosphere changed, and there was ambiguity everywhere, making people unable to guess.

"Why don't you knock on the door when you come in?" Xu Qingcheng spoke angrily.

Bo Zhixu stood up and walked calmly to Xu Qingcheng. Xu Qingcheng had no room for dodging.

Her heartbeats quickly, and her palms are sweating. As Bo Zhifu gets closer and closer, Xu Qingcheng's tense mood becomes more and more obvious. She wants to escape, but her self-esteem does not allow Xu Qingcheng to show weakness in front of Bo Zhifu.

"I'm here to my woman's room, why do you knock on the door?" Bo Zhixu asked lightly.

"You..." Xu Qingcheng was so angry that he couldn't speak.

Bo Zhifu had already taken the towel from Xu Qingcheng's hand and quickly wiped the man's hair. Xu Qingcheng completely hollowed out the front of Bo Zhifu, seeing everything clearly.

But in this person's eyes, everything seemed calm, as if there was no emotional ups and downs at all. He just simply wiped Xu Qingcheng's hair clean and calmed down like a Liu Xiahui.

Xu Qingcheng, who was still dodging, suddenly became unhappy. What she hated the most was Bo Zhifu's calm attitude, as if nothing could make Bo Zhifu out of control.

"Qingcheng." Bo Zhixue said and called Xu Qingcheng's name, his voice a little low.

Xu Qingcheng's hands suddenly became quiet. Bo Zhixiao had already thrown the towel aside, picked up Xu Qingcheng's T-shirt from the big bed next to her and put it on her.

But there is nothing under the T-shirt.

Bo Zhi's slender and strong hands had already surrounded Xu Qingcheng's slender waist, barely surrounding her within her sphere of influence. Xu Qingcheng's heartbeat was getting faster and faster, and there was only a thin expectation between the two.

It feels like it is about to break out.

But Bo Zhifeng's voice slowly came from top to bottom: "You can't afford to put away your thoughts and take the initiative to provoke me."

Xu Qingcheng was embarrassed: "..."
Chapter completed!