The sound of water sounded, Ling Xuewei looked up and found Ye Moyan turned around.
Eyes facing each other.
"Your Majesty?" Ling Xuewei was a little panicked.
Suddenly, a slender finger stretched out and touched Ling Xuewei's cheek.
The hot and humid temperature on Ye Moyan's fingertips made Ling Xuewei feel that the hot and humid temperature around her was even higher!
At this moment, Ye Moyan's eyes were so deep that Ling Xuewei couldn't see through them, like a whirlpool, trying to suck her in.
Suddenly his fingertips circled Ling Xuewei's ear, and Ye Moyan slid a strand of hair stuck to Ling Xuewei's temple behind her ear.
boom!
Ling Xuewei felt that her whole face was burning!
At this moment, she couldn't stay here anymore, as if a rabbit with fried fur jumped three feet high and ran away!
"I'm leaving first..."
"Oh……"
Looking at the man who jumped faster than a rabbit, Ye Moyan's joyful laughter echoed through the bathtub.
"Run very fast."
…
Ling Xuewei got out of the bath, her heart still beating wildly, as if it was about to burst out of her chest.
I took deep breaths several times before finally regaining my composure.
What is she running for?
Isn’t this a guilty conscience?
Why does she have the feeling that Ye Moyan has seen through her?
Oh no, no matter what, it's better to keep a distance from that guy in the future and wait until he is exposed.
Despite the current situation, Ling Xuewei felt that she might be exposed at any time.
When there was movement from behind, Ling Xuewei was agitated and stood up straight subconsciously.
Ye Moyan walked slowly wearing a nightgown. His black hair was scattered like a waterfall. The nightgown was half open, revealing his muscular chest underneath, and there were faint drops of water falling down...
Don’t look at anything that’s inappropriate, don’t look at anything that’s inappropriate.
Ling Xuewei quickly turned around, facing away from Ye Moyan.
Ye Moyan calmly ordered, "Come here and wipe my hair."
Ling Xuewei stared at the ground motionless, "Your Majesty, I have never served anyone before and it is inevitable that I will not be considerate. Why don't I ask Yue Feng to come over."
Ling Xuewei ran out quickly without giving Ye Moyan a chance to speak.
Outside, Yue Feng saw Ling Xuewei running over in a hurry, "Why do you look like you're being chased by a ghost? What happened?"
"Your Majesty called you." Ling Xuewei said.
"oh."
Yue Feng didn't have any doubts after hearing this, and followed Ling Xuewei into the dormitory.
"Emperor, what are your orders?" Yue Feng asked respectfully.
But he waited for a long time and heard no movement.
Yue Feng looked at Ling Xuewei doubtfully.
Ling Xuewei looked embarrassed, "Um... go and wipe His Majesty's hair. Keeping your hair wet is not good for your health."
"Wha, what? Wipe, wipe your hair?" Yue Feng stuttered.
Based on his understanding of his master, Ye Moyan has never had the habit of wiping his hair.
"Yeah, what's wrong?" Ling Xuewei said as she handed over the towel.
Yue Feng had an expression of "Are you kidding me?" She blankly took the clean towel and walked over, "Master, Master..."
Yue Feng met his master's half-smiling gaze, and suddenly his neck felt cold. Without a word, he stuffed the towel to Ling Xuewei and disappeared with a whoosh.
"I remember that I still have to patrol Mr. Ling's place, so I'll leave it to you..."
Ling Xuewei could still hear the sound of Yue Feng in the distance.
Ling Xuewei, "..."
It wasn't until she ran out of the dormitory that Yue Feng finally breathed a sigh of relief. Oh my god, it was like an execution ground just now. The master's gaze was so terrifying!
He can guarantee that as long as he dares to take another step forward, he will definitely move his head!