Encountered Uncle Se's ex-husband came to find fault

"You wash for me." He took it for granted, stretched out his hand and dragged her to the bathroom.

"What? Uncle sex, I don't want it!" Han Yixing screamed, and with 12 points of strength, she grabbed the corner of the sofa. She knew that this guy was always black-bellied, and he even asked her to help him take a bath , Did you make a mistake?

He frowned almost inaudibly, and didn't like the name, "I will wet the wound myself."

So Han Yixing got confused, he would definitely wet the wound, "Then I'll find a servant to wash it for you, do you want a woman or a man?" She let him choose very seriously.

"I want you!" He gritted his teeth and stared, unexpectedly asking him if he wanted a boy or a girl. [

Han Yixing blushed. In order to fight the revolutionary mission to the end, she still held on to the sofa, "I won't, really."

"If you don't know how to learn, I will teach you."

It was rare for him to chat patiently with her, but the conversation between the two was a little too ambiguous.

"Uncle, why do you need to take a shower when you are injured? You are not afraid of being seen by me. I don't want to be responsible for you." She began to cry, seeing the man's naked body, she would definitely pass out.

Meng Beichen turned back, looked at her, and suddenly stopped talking, but Han Yixing's scalp was a little numb, she had learned it too many times, he was definitely more explosive when he was silent than when he spoke.

Moreover, if such cold eyes kept shooting ice arrows, he would hold her tightly. If it went on for a long time, she would either be frozen to death by his eyes, or compromise under his eyes.

Think about it, how many times she has given up her revolutionary mission in his silent eyes, and now she can't...

"Ah, I have an idea. Come on, dear, you can continue to sit here, I will help you, I will help you." She rolled her eyes, let go of the sofa, and pulled him to sit beside the bed .

Then the small body rushed to the bathroom.

Meng Beichen smiled again behind her, dear, he likes this title, but, a little curious, how can she help him?

After a while, she came out with a washbasin with a smile on her face.

Then, after wetting the towel, he stood up and wiped it off his back like he did cleaning glass at school.