There are fresh flowers in the quiet and bright bedroom.

The sunshine outside the window came in and splashed on the Bi Ren who hugged each other inside the house.

For a long time, Yu Qiqi pulled Xi Muhan's shirt, "brother Han, I want to take a bath."

"OK, I'll put the bath water for you."

Xi Muhan's thin lips pasted Yu Qiqi's hair, put her on the bed, got up, and walked to the bathroom.

Yu Qiqi's big eyes looked at the room.

This is an idyllic bedroom, white and pink, warm and comfortable.

There are several pots of pink roses on the balcony of the room. The breeze outside the window blows the gossamer by the window and brings the fragrance of roses.

On the ivory bedside table next to the windowsill is a pot of Gardenia.

When Xi Muhan came out of the bathroom, Yu Qiqi was staring at his pajamas in a daze.

He slowly came to Yu Qiqi's side and squatted down in front of her. "I asked the nanny to change your clothes."

Yu Qiqi turned his eyes and asked, "is this your home?"

Her tone was cold and distant. Xi Muhan frowned a little unaccustomed, then nodded, "I asked for leave for you at school, but I haven't told your father."

"Don't say it." Yu Qiqi suddenly raised her voice, and then realized that it was not right. She pursed her lips, grabbed Xi Muhan's hands, and looked at him pleadingly with her big eyes. "Xi Muhan, don't tell anyone about this."

She didn't want to be known. She was almost forced.

It was a nightmare for her and a blot on her life.

Although she did not go to the last step, it left an indelible shadow in her heart.

Looking at those big eyes, Xi Muhan felt a sudden pain in his heart. He reached out and grabbed Yu Qiqi into his arms, comforting him in a soft voice, "I won't tell you, I won't tell anyone, eh?"

"Well." Yu Qiqi pursed her lips and pushed away Xi Muhan indifferently. "I went to take a bath."

Looking at Yu Qiqi's back, Xi Muhan always feels that the little girl seems to have changed.

The mobile phone in his pocket rings, and Xi Muhan goes to the French window to answer.

……

In the steamy bathroom, Yu Qiqi sits in the bathtub.

Because of the steaming of heat, the milk like skin presents attractive and lovely pink.

Beautiful big eyes looking at the opposite wall, hands of the towel to wipe his neck.

As if she had lost consciousness, she didn't even find the bloodstains on her neck.

Here stained with the smell of Ouyang HaoChen, has been dirty.

Tears ran down the face.

Xi Muhan's figure suddenly appeared in his mind.

Yu Qiqi raised his hand absently, and when he was about to touch it, he suddenly took it back.

That scenery Ji Yue, high cold Jin Gui, wearing a white shirt, the whole body is clean breath of the boy, she is still qualified to touch it?

Dong Dong——

There was a knock outside the door. Xi Muhan's voice was accompanied by the knock.

"Seven seven, have you finished washing?"

Yu Qiqi, as if unheard of, kept wiping his neck.

Xi Muhan outside the door frowned. From his phone call, the little girl went into the bathroom.

Now half an hour has passed, and the little girl hasn't come out yet.

Before she woke up, the servants had bathed her. She was not dirty at all, and she didn't have to wash for so long.

Unable to get a response, Xi Muhan turned and went downstairs. For a moment, he came back with a bunch of keys.