When the iceberg is sweetened by me

Chapter 94 Routine, Part II
There were also drops of water from the wet, unkempt black hair that had been stroked all the way to the back of his head, and slid down onto his angular and handsome face.

At the moment, he is holding a black signature pen, listing very complicated procedures on the large mirror opposite the bathtub.

Suddenly, the doorbell rang from the space.

Mencius froze his hand, Bei Yan came back at this time?

But he didn't have too many ups and downs in his expression, but took the phone from a plate very calmly, and passed the home screen on it.

The remote control software, just about to speak, didn't want to, but saw Mu Jinhan from the connected door monitor.

Frowning slightly, he clicked on the voice, "Jin Han?"

"Open the door."

Mencius stroked his wet hair, opened the door, and said, "I'm in the bathroom."

After Mu Jinhan entered, he was familiar with his family.

Go straight to his bedroom, then turn into the bathroom.

As soon as he entered, the thin nightgown on Mu Jinhan's body was quite wet with water vapor.

The bathroom was steaming, and Meng Zixian, who was not feeling well, turned up the heater in the bathroom.

Meng Zixian saw the man coming in from the mirror full of numbers, and said in a serious tone, "Why did you come here suddenly?"

Mu Jinhan leaned against the door, folded his hands on his chest, looked at the content on the mirror, and asked an irrelevant question: "Doing research in the middle of the bath?"

Meng Zixian was still writing complex content quickly with his pen, but he also responded with one mind: "Suddenly thought of how to write this programming language."

Mu Jinhan didn't say anything else, and continued following what he did: "What product procedure?"

"Smart robots developed for children."

Although half of his work was done, he still asked Mu Jinhan when he said this: "What do you want to ask me for?"

Mu Jinhan smiled, and said bluntly, "It's about Yan'er."

In an instant, Mencius Xian's hand didn't move.

He turned around this time.

First, he realized that Mu Jinhan was wearing pajamas, and second, he called Yan'er.

Then he put down his pen and stopped writing.

He didn't say anything, just asked: "So early, you wear pajamas when you have guests? It's not like your style."

Mu Jinhan first raised his arms in a relaxing posture, and then said: "It's different today, taking care of Ayan is tiring. If I can relax, I just want to relax..."

"Is it tiring to take care of your wife?" Mencius's envious eyes flickered darkly, "She has done so much for you, what you said sounds like a complaint..."

"Where am I complaining?" Mu Jinhan raised his lips and smiled, "Whoever is not in a low mood is indeed tired, and you know that my body is not yet fully recovered."

As I said, he slightly tore open the front of his nightgown, and there was a penetrating scar on his right chest four to five centimeters from the armpit, also on the same right rib.

Before Meng Zixian could say anything, he said vaguely again: "Yan'er just gave me a prescription for improving my body..."

Meng Zixian felt more and more that Mu Jinhan's words were not right, "So you came here, what are you going to say?"

"Well..." He straightened his clothes, leaned against the wall again, and said, "Yan'er told me where she came from, and some things with you, and then... I confessed to her that you hate her." Femininity."

Hearing this, Meng Zixian's delicate expression froze instantly, appearing gloomy and terrifying.

"What are you talking about?" Bingshan's tone was low and cold for a moment, "Jinhan, you have been very busy these two years, and we rarely contacted each other. I really didn't expect that these things would come out of your mouth."

"Zixian, why do I feel that you are angry?"

Mu Jinhan still had an incoherent evil smile on his face: "What I said is fine, Yan'er went to help me, she said she liked you, but you refused, you think you are not interested in women without telling her Is it right to let her give you her heart and not get anything in return?"

(End of this chapter)