Chapter 222: Turning into a hooligan after being drunk 3
She moved her body, moved closer, hugged him from behind, and hugged him silently.
She didn't know when she fell asleep, she only knew that she fell asleep holding Han Feifei.
After a long night of tossing, Xiaoxiao fell into a deep sleep. She didn't wake up until the next day when Han Feifei fiercely shook off her hug.
Seeing Han Murphy lift up the quilt and get out of bed, she asked, "What do you want to do?"
Han Murphy ignored her and walked directly to the bathroom.
She quickly climbed out of bed, chased after him, stopped Han Murphy and said, "You have a wound on your body and you can't touch the water. If you want to take a bath, I'll help you."
Han Murphy still ignored her, slapped her hand away, pushed the door open and walked into the bathroom.
She had some idea of Han Murphy's temper. As long as he didn't refuse, it proved that he didn't object.
After following the bathroom, she rushed directly to Han Murphy and helped him take off his clothes: "You are like this. You can't soak in the bathtub or take a shower. I'll help you wipe it with hot water."
After saying that, she wet the small towel and helped Han Murphy to clean himself little by little.
Although she had touched his body many times.
But after not seeing each other for so long, she found that she missed him like crazy, and she had to repeatedly tell herself not to do this to suppress the desire in her heart.
After she tied Han Murphy's tie, he turned around, opened the door, and walked out without a kiss or a word.
For the next two weeks, Han Murphy continued to be like this.
I went to report on time every night, but I didn't touch her or say a word to her.
And she had been silently enduring it and taking good care of him without a word of complaint, only sorry.
It was another Saturday morning. When Xiaoxiao woke up, she found that Han Murphy had been forced to the bedside by her.
These days, this monster is like this. As soon as he feels her hugging him, he hides to the side. When she chases after him, he can hide all the way to the side of the bed.
Therefore, when they go to bed, they often sleep in the middle of the bed, and when they wake up, they are both at the edge of the bed.
She stood up and stared at Han Murphy's sleeping face.
He was tightly wrapped in quilt, with his back to her, curled up beside the bed, his long eyelashes trembling, as cute as an angel in a painting.
It's a pity that this angel will turn into a devil when he wakes up.
I heard from Lao Chen that Han Murphy is going to Hong Kong tomorrow...