Chapter 394: Good morning, sick sweetheart! 32

At night, it was raining lightly outside, and the stuffy air smelled of dust.

Since Rong Sheng slapped An Chen in the evening, she found that whether she was eating or watching TV, the young man's gaze at her was always hotter than before.

But after all, this is downstairs in the Xia family, and Xia Yan's parents are beside her at this time, and Mu Jin can't express anything.

At seven o'clock or eight o'clock, Rong Sheng went upstairs to take a bath.

At first, the sound of the shower in the bathroom was rattling, and Rong Sheng didn't hear any sound outside, but when she came out of the bathroom after taking a shower.

Pushing open the door, the figure of the young man appeared in sight.

By this time, he had changed into dark loungewear, and he still had a white bath towel in his hand, and he would sit on her bed and wait.

As soon as Rong Sheng came out, his wet hair had just dripped a little water on the ground, and he immediately greeted him with a bath towel.

"When did you come?"

She didn't even know.

Rong Sheng raised an eyebrow and looked at him.

In the next second, the vision in front of her darkened, and Mu Jin had already walked over, which would stop him in front of her, and he took the bath towel and began to help her wipe her hair.

"I just arrived."

The young man's voice was faint, and he couldn't see any emotion.

Rong Sheng let out an "oh", and then she walked towards the bed, seemingly refusing him to help her wipe her hair.

Because when Mu Jin followed, she had already picked up the hair dryer and plugged it in.

After a while, the sound of the hair dryer "whirring" sounded in the room, Mu Jin lowered his eyes, and after a few seconds of silence, he still reached out and grabbed the hair dryer in her hand.

"Sit down."

The young man's deep voice was a little unquestionable, and when Rong Sheng just heard him speak, his shoulder had been pressed by him, and then she could only sit down on the edge of the bed.

As the warm palm passed through her wet hair, Rong Sheng heard him ask, "You like me, don't you?" ”

Finally unable to hide the ecstasy in her heart, Mu Jin lowered her eyes, and the corners of her lips lifted slightly.

At this time, he helped her blow her hair, but his burning gaze never left her for a moment.

"Don't you believe it?"

Raising his eyes lightly, he glanced at him, and Rong Sheng reached out and picked up the mobile phone on the side and looked at it casually.

At this time, the warm light shone down, and the young man raised his eyebrows, and between those delicate eyebrows, the color of joy was difficult to hide.

He smiled and did not deny what she said.

Because that's just the way it is.

If he hadn't seen her beat Anchen with his own eyes, he really didn't believe that she would break up with him.

For more than a year, Mu Jin dropped out of school and went to North Star High School, during which he was disappointed and crazy.

Sometimes in the middle of class, he would suddenly think about whether she and Anchen had eaten together, whether they had held hands, whether they had kissed......

And every time he thought of this, he couldn't control the feeling of wanting to kill An Chen.

As soon as her eyes dimmed, Mu Jin suddenly turned off the hair dryer, and the room was quiet for a moment.

Puzzled, Rong Shang raised his head.

In the next second, a shadow fell on his face, but in two or three seconds, the boy had already kissed him.

The menacing appearance seemed to tear her apart.

Rong Sheng couldn't refuse, so he could only raise his little face and let the tip of his tongue break in, attack the city and land in her mouth, wantonly provoke and tease her mouth.

The kiss lasted for a few seconds, until it stopped, and the boy reluctantly kissed her on the smooth cheek.

"As you said, you will definitely break up with Anchen."