Chapter 1815 I've Seen Enough

Xu Molian was very calm. She stripped herself naked, leaving no underwear on, and walked directly into the bathroom without even looking at Zhang Xiaowei.

Zhang Xiaowei tightened her hands around the towel, and her face was unusually hot.

She was basically sure that this was Xu Molian's bedroom. Was he going to let her live in his bedroom?

Aunt Hua's timely appearance brought her back to her senses. She picked up the clothes on the ground one by one, and it seemed that she had done this countless times.

"Aunt Hua, is this Xu Molian's bedroom? Isn't it appropriate for me to live here?"

Aunt Hua picked up the clothes in one go, without even pausing. She stood up with the clothes in her arms and smiled, "You are the young lady. If you don't live with Mr. Xu, can't you live in the guest room?"

Aunt Hua gave her a comforting look, "Young lady, Mr. Xu's room is not open to anyone except me. You and Mr. Xu are not husband and wife, so you are naturally an exception. Young lady's hair should be blown. The hair dryer is in the cabinet in the bathroom."

After saying this, Aunt Hua walked away holding Xu Molian's clothes.

Zhang Xiaowei was indeed in a dilemma. It all happened too suddenly. She was still beautiful.

It was too unreal to be married to Xu Molian.

Xu Molian didn't take a long shower. Zhang Xiaowei estimated that he came out in less than ten minutes.

When he came out, he was only wrapped in a bath towel. The water drops on his chest were not wiped dry. Drop by drop, they flowed down along the wheat-colored skin, and finally disappeared where the towel connected to the body, falling into...

Zhang Xiaowei thought of the scenery he had seen. There were still some dark shadows on the white towel. That was...

"Come and help blow my hair when you've seen enough." An imperative tone.

Xu Molian may have seen too many such looks, so she was not too surprised, nor did she despise her. He knew what he looked like.

Sometimes he would worry about his appearance. It was not necessarily a good thing for a man to be so beautiful. When he was young, he had caused a lot of trouble because of this face.

Zhang Xiaowei put down the towel in his hand, took the hair dryer he handed over naturally, and helped him blow his hair while he was sitting on the bed.

Xu Molian has seen many women over the years, but even when doing the most intimate things, he has never touched their mouths or let them touch his head.

People have forbidden areas. His head is very sensitive, which is basically his forbidden area. However, when Zhang Xiaowei touched him, he felt indifferent.

He closed his eyes and ignored this long-lost emotion. He didn't know whether it was a good thing or a bad thing to have such a woman who didn't hate him appear in his life.

It was the first time Zhang Xiaowei helped a man do this, so his technique was naturally not proficient. Several times, he almost rolled his slightly long hair into the hair dryer. When he was fiddling with his hair, he found a big scar on his head, like a centipede hovering half of his head.

Because the hair on top grew out, even if it was spread apart, it would not be found without careful observation. Zhang Xiaowei was shocked. How many injuries did he suffer to leave such a big scar?

With an extremely complicated mood, he helped him blow his hair, and after turning off the hair dryer, he still didn't ask anything.

"Blow your hair too." An imperative tone.

In front of Zhang Xiaowei, Xu Molian took off the only towel covering her body and calmly got into the bed.