Mu Shao is too cold: Love the designer

A trace of deepness flashed in Mu Jingpei's eyes, and the next thought that hadn't formed in his mind was vetoed by himself.

It will scare her, and he needs to relax now.

Step up to the bathroom and turn on the cold water switch.
Ten minutes later, Mu Jingpei walked out in a bathrobe, the heat of his body had almost faded away; his short messy hair was still dripping with water.

He didn't have time to wipe it, so he walked to the door in two or three steps, grabbed the door handle and pressed it down, but didn't open it?

Mu Jingpei tried again, and finally confirmed that the door really couldn't be opened.

I was a little confused for a while, why did she lock him in the room?
Take it easy, raise your hand and knock on the door.

A few minutes later, there was the sound of footsteps. The footsteps were so light, but they seemed to step on Mu Jingpei's heart every time.

With a soft sound, the door in front of him was opened, and the figure of the girl appeared in front of him little by little.

Shi Yun's face was indifferent, and before she could say anything, she was hugged.

Blinking, although his expression did not change, his heart panicked a lot.

One hand clenched the jackknife, and the other hand stretched out to push him away, but felt that the person holding her was trembling slightly at the moment. The hand that originally wanted to push him away paused for a moment, and it was only for a moment, and it was better to push away over him.

Mu Jingpei straightened up following her strength, all those surprises and excitement were suppressed by him, the corners of his lips were slightly pursed, and his eyes were fixed on Shi Yun.

Shi Yun took back the folding knife in her hand without leaving a trace, took a step back, and looked at the man opposite with a blank expression, only to realize that she was really good-looking.

But her eyes fell on Mu Jingpei's bathrobe, and she asked in a clear voice, "Why are you wearing a bathrobe?"

Do you think your clothes are not as good-looking as your bathrobe?

Toss around.

Mu Jingpei looked at her with fiery eyes: "I took a cold shower." Speaking of this, the heat that was originally washed away by the cold water came up again because of the contact with her just now, and he rolled his throat.

Shi Yun's eyes fell on his dripping hair, all his attention was on his face just now, and he really didn't notice that his hair was wet.

".You are really welcome."

"You don't need to be polite with you." His voice was so small that Shi Yun couldn't hear what he said clearly, and looked at him with some doubts.

Mu Jingpei didn't repeat, but instead asked, "Why are you locking the door?"

Shi Yun was asked inexplicably: "If you don't lock the door, is it still open?" She resisted the urge to roll her eyes: "Let a stranger hang around my house, what if you want to kill me or steal my things?"

Stealing things is unlikely. The clothes this person is wearing are custom-made, and it seems that there is nothing valuable in her house, so it is not worth stealing.

What she said was so serious that Mu Jingpei couldn't help but nodded and couldn't help laughing.

To her, he was a stranger, and it was understandable for her to do so; he was not angry, but happy about it, and she took good care of herself during the years when he didn't find her.

Shi Yun looked at his forehead coldly, the antipyretic patch had been torn off, she asked, "Are you feeling better?"