At this time, Leng Zimo had already walked out of the shower room wrapped in a bath towel, took down another bath towel from the rack, and stretched out his hand towards her again.
"I can do it myself!" She shrank into the bathtub.
"Okay!" Leng Zimo turned around and walked aside, crossing his arms.
Did this man do it on purpose? He held the towel in his hand. If she wanted to get it, she had to stand up.
Looking at the bath towel in his hand, Luo Xiaoqian was so angry that she gritted her teeth.
"You go out and leave the towel behind!"
Leng Zimo turned a deaf ear.
"That..." She was under the eaves and had to bow her head. Luo Xiaoqian really didn't have the courage to stand up in front of him. She gritted her teeth secretly and condoled all Leng Zimo's female relatives in her heart. She tried to soften her voice, "
Please give me the bath towel, and then please wait outside the door!"
Putting the towel on the shelf beside the bathtub, he turned and walked out.
Listening to his footsteps getting further away, Luo Xiaoqian struggled to get up, hurriedly covered her body with a bath towel, closed and locked the bathroom door, then she breathed lightly, wiped her body carefully with a bath towel, and then got out of the bathroom.
He took a clean bathrobe and wrapped it around him.
It was a men's bathrobe, and it was too loose for her. She just wrapped the bathrobe tightly, tied the belt with two tight knots, and then walked out cautiously.
Lying beside the bed, Leng Zimo had already changed into a new set of clothes and was neatly dressed.
"wait for me!"
Everything happened again just like last time.
However, this time, he did not leave any clothes for her.
After dropping those two words, Leng Zimo strode out of the door.
Luo Xiaoqian did not escape this time.
Once she came, she knew she couldn't escape.
Secondly, she had no way to escape.
Do you want her to run away on the street wearing a men's bathrobe?
Lifting up the thin quilt, she quickly got under the quilt and curled up like a baby.
Exhausted and high fever, she soon fell into a drowsy sleep.
In the confusion, I felt a sudden chill on my forehead.
She opened her eyes in surprise and saw Leng Zimo's sculpture-like profile in the soft dim light. Luo Xiaoqian subconsciously touched her forehead, and what she touched was a cold antipyretic patch.
"Take medicine!"
He handed over the water and the pills in the caps.
Did he go buy medicine for her?
Luo Xiaoqian was a little surprised.
Deep in my heart, some warm emotions naturally emerged.
It has been countless years since my mother fell ill, and no one has taken care of her like this.
