The mirror clearly reflected his outline, extending inch by inch.
He seemed to feel the gaze of someone behind him, and then he turned around, with a large circle of foam around his lips. "Good morning!" He actually greeted her nonchalantly, and then turned back to do his thing.
.
The harsh sound of the razor sounded, and he shaved freely in front of her without caring at all.
Su Mozheng couldn't bear it anymore. She held the corner of her bathrobe with one hand, pointed at him with one hand, and said tremblingly, "Huo Shaoyan, you, you, you..." She couldn't say anything so excited.
"What's wrong?" He turned around, but forgot that he was still shaving. Then he was cut by the beard knife, and a bloody mark was cut on his skin. It was not deep, but there was a trace of blood coming out.
He wiped it off with his fingertips nonchalantly, lowered his eyes and saw her standing barefoot on the tile floor, and then reminded her, "Oh, I forgot to take out your slippers. They are in the shoe cabinet. I have them today."
I went to buy it this morning."
She stared dumbfounded at the pair of slippers on his feet, the toothbrush cup on the sink and even the towels on the shelf. It seemed like... they were all bought from outside. Could it be that he had mysophobia? But
, these are not issues she should be concerned about!
Finally, she forced herself to speak out, "Huo Shaoyan, I, why am I here, we..." Nothing happened to us, right? She made a bitter look on her face, and hesitated in half a sentence.
"Oh~~" He finally understood what she was thinking about, rolled his eyes, and actually followed her words, "Something did happen to us. How-" He raised his eyebrows and looked at her, "Could it be that
Have you forgotten? Then I will be very sad."
"Huo Shaoyan..." Su Mozheng felt like crying, "Okay, okay, I lied to you." He finally stopped bullying her, turned off the switch of the shaver, put it down and walked over, lowering his eyes.
It was funny to see her tugging at the collar of her front shirt, stroking her forehead with a headache, "Please, Miss Su Mozheng, do I look like someone who would do such a thing?"
He spread his hands and said quite innocently, "To be precise, I carried you back last night. You don't know how heavy you are." His words were clearly complaining, but there was no hint of complaint in his tone.
Does what he means by this indirectly mean that she should lose weight?
Su Mozheng looked at him suspiciously, "Huo Shaoyan, are you serious?"
"Of course, do you think other than me, a free labor force, who else would be willing to carry a living person like you back? I don't know where your home is, only..." He shrugged.
"But you can open two rooms, and my clothes..." She still persisted, her voice was very low, and her cheeks almost turned into red cloth.
"I asked the staff here to change your clothes. As for the room -" he suddenly lowered his face, almost hanging on the bridge of her nose, "that's because a certain woman was drunk and went crazy yesterday, deadlifting
If I don't let go of a man's sleeves, you can't let me take off my clothes and walk out of the room."
She widened her eyes and smiled when she saw him smiling, "Miss Su, you really have no self-awareness. You can still get so drunk when you go out with a man without knowing it...
"He shook his head and left, continuing his shaving work.
Su Mozheng's face flushed with two blushes.
With a 'pop-' sound, the door was closed by her forcefully. Her back was pressed against the door, and her heartbeat was still beating wildly.
"Hahaha..." Huo Shaoyan looked at the closed door and finally burst out laughing uncontrollably. The foam stuck to his lips and almost went into his stomach. Maybe he hadn't noticed at this moment that he had been
His smile is much greater than his smile this year.
In Su Zhai, the ringing of the phone broke the calm of one party. Su Moqin went downstairs, picked up the phone and put it to her ear while drinking milk with one hand, "Hey, who is this?"
"Su Moqin?" The person on the other end seemed to be confirming, but Su Moqin didn't respond, and continued to ask: "Are you Su Moqin?" The arrogant female voice said with some disdain, "Su Moqin, you should have this time.
Let’s have a casual dinner with your brother-in-law’s fiancée?” It wasn’t a discussion, more like a threat.
Su Moqin also heard it and said back, "So you are the one trying to climb the high branches. You can skip the meal. I don't want to lose my appetite. There is time for a cup of tea, but look at it now
It's indeed a bit early, but I think for us, there should be enough time," she paused, "That's right!"
"Huh!" There was a cold snort on the other end before hanging up. Su Moqin also hung up the phone quietly, not knowing what she was thinking deeply about in her eyes.
The tea house is located between mountains and rivers, with pleasant scenery. There are mountains opposite and a lake in front. There is a small bridge extending from here to the other side. When walking on it, you can hear the crisp sound of the wooden floor.
It must be said that the founder of the teahouse was indeed very foresighted. This place with pleasant scenery really attracted a large number of guests. Today, the two first guests were welcomed here.
Su Moqin sat on the other side of Bai Xinhui politely, looking at the other side sideways. It would be better if there was no such woman!
The water in the teapot is boiling, and the aroma of tea floats up to the top of the tower.
"Let me get straight to the point." Bai Xinhui leaned on the back of the chair behind her, picking at the dust on her fingernails, and squinting at Su Moqin across from her, "Su Moqin, your sister Su Mozheng didn't even do this.
What, do you want to finish it for her?" She snorted coldly, full of ridicule, "This is too ridiculous, you'd better weigh your own weight!"
"What, he told you again?" Su Moqin laughed, "My brother-in-law is really loyal to you!" She said the last four words very hard.
"You -" Bai Xinhui heard the sarcasm in her words and was a little angry, "Why, didn't my brother-in-law tell you?" Su Moqin's smile was a little innocent, "I thought you tied him up tightly.
How can you still deflate?" There was a smile in her eyes, "Bai Xinhui, this is your fault. You shouldn't!" She gently shook her index finger and smelled the tip of her nose.
The fragrance of tea.
The water in the teapot has been completely boiled, giving you the authentic taste of West Lake Longjing.
Su Moqin raised her hand, covered the handle with the handkerchief on the side, then held it, poured a glass for herself, and filled it for Bai Xinhui, who was speechless in anger and speechlessness.
White porcelain tea cup, quiet tea, two leaves floating on top, especially sweet.
She was seven percent full, and Bai Xinhui poured it ten percent full.
Bai Xinhui picked up the water cup and put it down heavily. The tea splashed out and dripped down the back of her hand. She exclaimed in dissatisfaction, "Why is this tea filled so full and why is it so hot!?"