Jian Zhipei was about to ask the servant to prepare a midnight snack. He thought that the girl did not eat much at night, so he decided to come over and ask her if he would like to prepare a snack for her.
Jian Zhipei couldn't help but pull the doorknob. The door was not locked, so he opened it easily and came in.
"Ye Wanwan? Are you there?" Jian Zhipei called while standing at the door.
But no one answered him, so Jian Zhipei had no choice but to walk inside and found that the room was tidy, but this woman was really not in the room.
Her feet are so injured, where can she go?
Just when Jian Zhipei decided to leave the room, he suddenly heard an exclamation from the direction of the bathroom, "Ah..."
The voice was full of panic and fear.
Jian Zhipei took a breath and almost without any consideration, he opened the bathroom door and rushed in.
I saw a girl who had just finished taking a bath lying on the floor of the bathtub next to the bathroom, naked.
Jian Zhipei's first thought was to turn his back and asked urgently, "What's wrong with you?"
Ye Wanwan didn't expect that he would be in the room, and moreover, he rushed in regardless of it.
"I...I slipped." Ye Wan's legs were inconvenient, so she just slipped when she was holding on to the bathtub.
This time, it was the scene of social death.
He saw her like this.
Although there was no secret between them, and she expressed herself more calmly in front of him, the situation was different now.
Ye Wanwan's face still turned red involuntarily, but she wanted to get up, but found that her waist hurt so much that she couldn't get up on her own. She could only gasp slightly, "Can you hold me up?"
Jian Zhipei took a breath, turned around, and looked at the girl on the ground. His eyes did not dodge, but he came over naturally and reached out to hug her.
Ye Wanwan could no longer see anyone. Jian Zhipei, who had lost his memory, was undoubtedly the same as a stranger to her. He had forgotten her and everything about them.
Jian Zhipei carried her to the sofa, then quickly took a bath towel and put it on her body. At the same time, he thought, what would he do if he didn't come in and she fell like this?
If another man came in and she fell like this, would she let that man carry her out?
These thoughts came to him all of a sudden, and Jian Zhipei's eyes couldn't help but narrow a little.
Ye Wanwan wrapped herself tightly in a bath towel, blushing terribly, and begged him, "Can you go to the cupboard and bring me some pajamas?"
Jian Zhipei stood up and went to get it for her. Then, he turned his back with no intention of leaving.
"Change it!" he said.
Ye Wanwan couldn't help but frown for a few seconds, "Go out! I'm fine now, you don't have to stay here."
Jian Zhipei did not leave, but hummed, "You have no ability to take care of yourself now."
"That's my business too! It has nothing to do with Master Jian anymore." Ye Wanwan said bitterly, her eyes turning red.
Jian Zhipei's chest couldn't help but tighten, and he forced out an excuse, "You are my guest, I can't let anything happen to you."
