His hands were indeed inconvenient, Lucky pursed his lips and glanced at him, then walked slowly to the sink.
He obediently stretched his hands above the sink. Lucky looked at his big hands and was a little stunned for a moment. It was not that he had not pulled her, but she had never realized that his hands were so big.
Are all boys’ hands this big?
She subconsciously turned on the faucet and held his fingers. This was the first time she had washed someone else's hands. It felt really strange. His fingers were long and his palms were wide. Her hand felt so small when placed in it.
She used hand sanitizer, which was smooth and greasy, and gently wiped his fingers with her fingers. The feeling became more and more interesting. She had never washed a boy's hands like this since she was a child.
But she bit her lip subconsciously, her heartbeat became more and more erratic, and she could feel a fever on her face.
She must have blushed, and even felt that he was looking at her.
Whether it's from the mirror or directly looking at her face, the feeling is too obvious.
She didn't know how long the hand washing lasted. Anyway, Lucky thought it took a long time because neither of them spoke. She felt that the atmosphere was a bit depressing and she almost forgot to breathe.
Suddenly, Mo Yunzhou whispered in her ear: "Your face is so red."
Lucky's face was about to smoke now, and she immediately shouted: "That's because it's too hot in the room!"
Mo Yunzhou actually didn't refute her, he nodded: "Yeah, I think so too."
She raised her head and glanced at him quietly, and found that he was blushing too, and she felt even more embarrassed.
What's going on with this sudden ambiguous feeling?
It must be because of hand washing!
He can wash it himself!
Thinking of this, she threw away his hand: "You can wash it yourself."
"I want you to help me wash my face, but I can't do it with one hand."
Su Lucky: "...!!" She said it as if she was willing to take the initiative to help him wash his hands.
"Who told you not to explain clearly! Pig's trotters!"
Mo Yunzhou put his face close to his and asked, "Then you wash the pig's face too?"
He put his face in front of her so shamelessly, Lucky was stunned for a moment, and was stunned by his sudden approach, and subconsciously stepped back.
But a complaint flashed through my mind: Is there such a handsome pig face?
She almost blurted out these words, but in the end she restrained herself in time.
This guy is so pretty, so don't praise him.
"I don't know how to wash other people's faces," she said honestly.
"It's very simple. Just wash it for me as you wash yourself." Mo Yunzhou shook his head as he spoke, looking expectant.
Lucky didn't even know how things ended up with her helping him wash up.
She had no choice but to signal him to bend down, then clumsily grabbed some water with both hands and poured it on his face.
It was simply a brainwashing challenge. Mo Yunzhou became energetic. The water not only splashed all over his face, but also flowed down his chin and into his neck.
He looked at her with a pair of innocent eyes, and Lucky was more innocent than him.
"I didn't mean it, this is how I wash my face."
She quickly took a towel and wiped it for him.
Although, the process of washing your face is not as enjoyable as washing your hands, Mo Yunzhou is still extremely happy. When the two came out of the bathroom, he felt like he had eaten honey, and she followed him with her head lowered, her ears whispering.