Chapter 902: You're Not a Psychopath (39)
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The other party's lips opened a faint arc, just glanced at her, and then supported the bed board with one hand, fell steadily from a height of more than two meters, and walked in the direction of the bathroom.
With the sound of rushing water, Shen Mubai came back to his senses, wiped the sweat on his forehead very unproductively, and thought... It seems that the other party should not remember her.
She didn't know how to have a good relationship with this He Zeyu, maybe in the eyes of the other party, she must have been stupid just now.
The bed slats were sturdy, and since it was summer, there was nothing but a mattress and pillows.
Shen Mubai didn't know what he should do, so he could only sit on the bed stupidly for a while until He Zeyu came out of the bathroom.
He was naked, wearing only a pair of boxers, his tall body muscles were not exaggerated, the lines were smooth and graceful, close to wheat-colored skin eight-pack abs and mermaid line, just standing there, people felt a strong hormones rushing to their faces.
The other party was barefoot, his hair dripping wet, sliding down his neck, and finally disappeared into the indescribable place.
The bulging thing came into view, Shen Mubai's eyes seemed to be burned, and he quickly looked away, and then pretended to be staring at something on the wall.
"Huh." An indecipherable voice came from behind him.
Her back collar was lifted by a big hand like a chicken, and Shen Mubai couldn't help but open his round eyes and look up.
He Zeyula lowered her eyes and pinched her chin with her other hand, her gaze condescending, "This is not where you should be. ”
Before Shen Mubai could react to what this meant, the other party had already let go of her and went to her own bed.
His wet hair was still dripping, but He Zeyu didn't care at all and lay down, covered his face with a towel, and his snort was steady and even.
"Well, it doesn't seem good to sleep without dry hair." Shen Mubai said a word, as soon as she finished speaking, she wanted to slap herself and make you talk more, this He Zeyu knew that it was very difficult to provoke at a glance, if she offended him just now, wouldn't there be no good fruit to eat in the future.
The other party didn't mean to deal with her.
Shen Mubai didn't know whether to be happy or disappointed, so he sighed silently and lay down on the bed without love.
When lunch time came, the prisoners from the various cells were released.
Shen Mubai was still a little afraid, after all, if his identity was discovered, it would be miserable. So he followed behind He Zeyu, who knows, he didn't take a few steps.
He snorted impatiently and turned around and said, "Don't follow me." ”
His face was very handsome, but probably because his body was too strong to mess with, even the prisoners next to him stayed away.
Shen Mubai could feel the eyes of several people sticking to his body, so he had to continue to follow behind the other party with a cheeky face.
When she arrived at the cafeteria, she lost it.
A sneer came from behind him, "Could this be the newcomer who lives with He Zeyu?" ”
"It's really unlucky, I think he has a bit of a look, do you want it, hehe."
"Don't do it."
"What are you afraid of, anyway, He Zeyu will never meddle in things."
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