He is so passive that it is difficult for him to take the initiative to say something, let alone to do something on his own initiative.
Ji Ziang described him before...
[A man’s most fatal injury is his inability to speak.]
[You can’t speak, you have a boring personality, and you are obsessed with face. I think you will become an old virgin in your life.]
[Or, you can only wait for a woman to chase you. Why don’t you have to ask her to teach you the lessons in bed? 】
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Jian Chenche's hand adjusted the water fiercely and pulled the door of the shower room hard, and the mist curtain obscured his figure.
Mengkui bit her lip and continued to sit there uneasily.
Tonight seems to have been a very long time...
She didn't consider committing suicide in the bathroom because she didn't want her blood to stain Jian Chenche's place.
He was even more afraid that his death would be seen by him and cast a shadow on him.
Fortunately, she made the right decision, otherwise Jian Chenche's mood would be affected when he entered the bathroom.
Mengkui sat silently, listening to the sound of splashing water.
Under the unkempt hair, Jian Chenche stood in the water with his clothes fully clothed, his hair soaked by the water and filtered down, covering his handsome and indifferent face.
He just wants to wake up!
Is he so in need of a woman that he has to have her?!
There were many women coming to his door, and with his conditions, many women came forward.
However, none of them blocked his heart so perfectly and prevented him from feeling bored.
Half an hour later, Jian Chenche came out wet and found that this ignorant woman was still sitting there.
stupid.
His fists were clenched, and his whole body was filled with unbearable anger.
The anger was so deep that Meng Kui finally felt it and looked up at him in confusion, her eyes full of questions.
Did she not do anything right?
Jian Chenche occupied the bathroom just to force her out and tell her to get out, but...
She was suddenly very stupid tonight, so stupid that she was hopelessly stupid. His bath was in vain!?
"Why are your clothes wet?" Mengkui asked with a frown, "You didn't take off your clothes when you took a shower?"
"..."
"Mr. Jian, this is not good for your health. Please change out of your wet clothes quickly."
Although it was summer outside, the air conditioner was fully turned on in the house, and he had to cover himself with a blanket when sleeping. If he went out wet like this, he would easily get sick.
"You're in the bathroom and getting in my way!"
"ah……"
"go out!"
Mengkui was puzzled but at a loss. The shower room was separated and covered by a curtain. She didn't see anything. How could it be in the way?
But the male god asked her to go out...
Mengkui said honestly and courteously: "Okay, then I'll wait until you finish using the bathroom. Don't worry, I can wait slowly."
Wait slowly? How dare she wait?!
Jian Chenche's eyes were indifferent. Did he want to sleep in the bathroom all night just to kick her out? Why?
She is just a humble servant...
If it wasn't a deliberate calculation, how could she have his child? He only gave her a good look for the sake of the child.
Jian Chenche opened the cabinet and took out a hanging ice gray bathrobe.
The big fluffy towel casually wiped off the water droplets and hooked it around his neck. When Jian Chenche walked out of the bathroom, he pressed his hand on the bathroom lock.
After closing the door, the bathroom door is locked from the inside. Unless you have the key...you can't get in again.
The corner of Jian Chenche's mouth curled up with a cold look of success, and he wiped his hair and walked to the bed to sit down.
"Have you finished washing?" Mengkui had already put on a long-sleeved jacket over her nightgown.