"I'm not. I'm just... I'm a little curious. Ha ha, boss, don't worry about it. Don't worry about it."

Her face was red, and her eyes bent when she was embarrassed to laugh. Her appearance was particularly attractive.

Bo Qichen's eyes were slightly deep. He turned around and took two steps in the direction of the bathroom. He stopped and looked back at her. "Come here."

"Well? What do you do?"

The man gave her a meaningful look. "Aren't you curious?"

“!!!”

Tang Qingge's feet are rooted in place. Her reason tells her that she shouldn't go there. Curiosity Kills the cat, but she forgets that she has no reason.

She followed the man in a daze. The man's right hand was wrapped with a bandage, and he pushed the door with his left hand. The bathroom was very spacious, and there was a special place to prevent clothes. After Bo Qichen came in, he untied his cuffs with one hand.

Tang Qingge was so scared when he saw his move, "wait, wait, boss, what are you going to do!!"

The man made a move. He trembled when he heard her startled ending. He slowly raised his eyes, "shower."

"Then I'm out."

Tang Qingge quickly turns around and walks away.

"Wait a minute."

The man stopped her and raised his eyebrows. "Won't you help me?"

Tang Qingge pointed to himself and stared, "do you want me to help you?"

He wants a shower. What does he want her to help him with?

"My hands are inconvenient. Help me untie my clothes."

As he said this, the man walked up to her and leaned slightly. The slender and beautiful index finger of his left hand pointed at the button of the collar, and his black eyes looked at her.

Her heart suddenly 'cluttered', and her heart beat faster.

He was injured to save her. Anyway, she has a responsibility for his injury. It seems reasonable to help him untie his clothes and take a bath.

But.

"There are bodyguards outside. I can call them to help you. Or the boss, you can go back to the villa tonight. The servants in the villa can help you!"

The man's eyes suddenly narrowed dangerously, his voice was low and cold, and he also threatened, "do you mean to let me find someone else to help me do this?"

Tang Qingge opened her mouth and wanted to nod, but when she touched the man's dangerous eyes, she couldn't nod her head anyway.

She lowered her head, stepped on her toes and whispered, "that's not what I meant. You were hurt for me, and I should have helped you."

Then Tang Qingge bit his teeth and walked to the man with hesitation.

Bo Qichen was a tall man. He put his hands on the cabinets on both sides of her and leaned slightly. Tang Qingge felt that his whole person was shrouded in the shadow of him.

She breathed, her eyelashes as thick as crow feather trembled gently, raised her hand, lowered her head and blushed, and flustered to unbutton him.

I don't know whether she was too flustered or something. The more she solved it, the tighter it became. As soon as she tightened her hand, the man's Adam's apple rolled and groaned. Scared, she quickly released her hand and looked at him with open hands.

Her eyes were clear and clean, and the water mist in her Phoenix eyes made people itch. Such eyes aroused the darkness in the man's eyes. He remembered that in the years when she said she was in love with Qiao Nancheng, the two people mostly held hands. Suddenly, the darkness in her eyes was a little more dark, and the voice was also a lot more muted.

"No one else?"

"No, no, I am familiar with it again!"

Tang Qingge was about to start again, but it was a pity that her hand was suddenly clenched by the man's generous palm. The hot palm of his palm burned the back of her hand, and her ears softened with the mellow and heavy voice above her head.