"Haven't you taken a bath for a few days?" Yeff's voice was very quiet. She sat down in the chair in front of the wheelchair.

Ye Fu held the milk cup in her hand, her eyes were pale, and her tone was leisurely, "what's the matter? Do you feel uncomfortable? "

Hearing her voice, a shadow fell on him, and the man closed his eyes silently.

Tonight's Yifu is wearing a high pink pajamas and a long, black, dry drape on his chest, because she wants to see him, so she sprayed some perfume.

The crystal lamp above the head scattered bright light, and the room was very quiet.

Yefu folded her legs gracefully, and the corners of her lips raised slightly, "yes, what's wrong with you? It's nothing compared to mental torture, isn't it? It's just a little smelly. It's just a little smelly. No one sleeps with you, isn't it? "

The man closed his eyes and didn't answer. He leaned his head against the wheelchair as if he were asleep.

When ye Fu's voice fell, Liu Ma just pushed the door in.

She raised her eyes and saw Liu Ma holding clean clothes in her hand. Ye Fu's voice was cold, "don't give him a bath, didn't she say? Will it save you time and effort? "

"Madam, it's the seventh day." Liu Ma can't watch it anymore.

"What happened to seven days?" Ye Fu raised her eyebrows and said in a leisurely tone, "seventy days are too few for me."

The man tilted his head and leaned in the wheelchair. There was no superfluous expression on his thin water chestnut clear face. He closed his eyes, like he didn't hear Yefu's words, or like a dead fish waiting for fate.

Liu Ma put down her clothes, grabbed his wheelchair and tried to take him to the bathroom.

"Wait!" Yefu stood up. She stepped up to the man, bent down and pinched his chin, raised her hand a little, and skillfully poured the milk in the cup into his throat.

Sheng Tianqi didn't want to cooperate at all. His body trembled violently. He wanted to raise his hand to stop it, but he couldn't make any strength in his hand.

Milk is still pouring down his throat!

The man wanted to shake his head, but Yefu pinched it very tightly and didn't give him any chance to dodge.

Yefu's technique is skilled. She just fills him a whole cup without a drop!

The milky liquid stimulated Liu Ma's visual nerve. She stared at the scene with a stiff face, which seemed a little dull.

If you drink it again, will youyou become like him one day?

As soon as the idea came out, there was a deep cold in Liu Ma's thin and cool eyes. She felt that she couldn't wait to die.

Ye Fu gets rid of Sheng Tianqi. She holds an empty cup and walks outside.

Liu Ma stood behind the wheelchair, her thoughts drifting away

What do you want to do?

Should I tell the young master about this?

It's late at night.

Liu Ma finally took a bath for Sheng Tianqi. It was so smelly.

At two in the morning.

The alarm clock rang on time.

Shengyu and Su Xiaoxiao wake up from their sleep at the same time. Shengyu reaches for the alarm clock and turns it off, "are you going?"

"Yes." She sat up without thinking.

Put on slippers with Shengyu, he put on a coat for her, took her by the shoulder and walked out of the bedroom.

The spotlights in the corridor emitted warm yellow and weak light, and only a few were faintly lit in the long corridor.

Fame took her upstairs

In front of the closed iron door on the fourth floor, a cold wind blew. Su Xiaoxiao nervously grabbed the prestigious waist, and he held her shoulder.

The eye color of the famous eyes is cold, and the eyes are shining with a sharp light in the dark night.

Neither of them spoke.

The corridor was very quiet at night.

It seems that we can hear each other's heartbeat. The famous heartbeat is relatively calm, while Su Xiaoxiao's heartbeat can be described as disorder.

There is no light in the corridor on the fourth floor, only a window at the end of the corridor shows a faint blue light.