My Third Gentleman

Enough of Chapter 1815

Xu Molian was quite calm, took off herself, walked directly into the bathroom without any panties, and didn't even give Zhang Xiao the only one.

Zhang Xiaowei's hands holding the towel tightly and tightly, his face unusually hot.

She can basically be sure that this is Xu Molian's bedroom. Is this directly letting her live in his bedroom?

The timely appearance of Aunt Hua brought her back to her senses. She picked up the clothes on the ground one by one, and seemed to have done this countless times.

"Aunt Hua, is this Xu Molian's bedroom? Isn't it appropriate for me to live here?"

Aunt Hua's action of picking up clothes was done in one go without even stopping. She straightened up holding her clothes and smiled, "You are a young lady, wouldn't it be possible to live in a guest room without living with Mr. Xu?"

Aunt Hua gave her a soothing look, "Young lady, no one except me will be allowed in Mr. Xu’s room. You and Mr. Xu are not husband and wife. Naturally, it is an exception. Young lady’s hair should be blown. The hair dryer is in the bathroom cabinet."

Aunt Hua finished speaking, holding the clothes Xu Molian took off and left.

Zhang Xiaowei was indeed in trouble. All this happened so suddenly that she was still drifting.

It is too unreal to marry Xu Molian.

Xu Molian didn't take a long bath. Zhang Xiaowei estimated that he would come out without him for ten minutes.

When I came out, there was only a bath towel around my whole body, and the water droplets on my chest were not dried. Drops flowed down the wheat-colored skin, and finally disappeared where the towel was connected to the body, falling into...

Zhang Xiaowei thought of the scenery he had seen, and there were some dark shadows on the white towel. That was...

"If you see enough, come over and blow my hair." Commanding tone.

Xu Molian may have seen too many such gazes, and was not too surprised, nor despised her. He knew what she looked like.

Sometimes he would worry about his appearance. It's not necessarily a good thing for a man to look so beautiful. When he was young, he caused a lot of trouble because of this face.

Zhang Xiaowei put down the towel in his hand and took the hair dryer he handed over naturally to help him blow his hair while sitting on the bed.

Xu Molian has seen many women over the years, but never touched their mouths even when doing the most intimate things, never let them touch his head.

A person has a restricted area. His head is very sensitive, which is basically his restricted area. However, Zhang Xiaowei inexplicably feels it doesn't matter when he touches him.

He closed his eyes and ignored this long-lost emotion. There was such an unpleasant woman in his life, not knowing whether it was a good thing or a bad thing.

It was the first time Zhang Xiaowei helped a man to do this kind of thing. Naturally, his technique was not proficient. Several times he almost curled his slightly longer hair into a hair dryer. When he fiddled with his hair, he found that there was a big big head on his head. The scar hovered half of his head like a centipede.

Because the hair on the top grows out, even if you pull it away, you won’t find it if you don’t look closely. Zhang Xiaowei is shocked. Is this a big scar after multiple injuries?

With a very complicated mood, he helped him blow his hair well. After turning off the hair dryer, he still didn't ask anything.

"Blow your hair too." Commanding tone.

In front of Zhang Xiaowei, Xu Molian took off the only towel covering her body and calmly got into the bed.

(End of this chapter)