The stubble on the man’s face was almost pricking her skin.
Mu Zhenzhen suddenly held her breath.
That close, she stared unwaveringly at the man.
After a short ti apart, the man had really changed a lot.
Not only had he grown a stubble on his face, but his skin wasn’t as good as before.
From such a close distance, plenty of flaws were visible.
Was this the result of hanging out and revelry night after night?
Recently, he had been dominating the front page of the entertainnt news every other day.
The entertainnt industry’s pure and innocent starlets, each had turned into toys in his hands.
Without her, his life seed to be going swimmingly and tastefully.
An inexplicable anger surged within Mu Zhenzhen, and she forcefully pried the man’s hands away, getting up and rushing straight into the bathroom to take a shower.
By the ti she ca out of the bathroom, the drunken man seed to have finally fallen into a deep sleep.
The faint snoring wasn’t too loud, but it was certainly difficult to ignore.
Mu Zhenzhen glanced at the man, then subconsciously looked at the door.
It seed she was still contemplating how to throw the man out.
Perhaps worried that the man would cling to her like an octopus, making it impossible for her to get away, she eventually dismissed the idea, went back to the room to grab a quilt to cover the man with, and then returned to her bedroom to sleep.
The next morning, Mu Zhenzhen was awakened by a loud explosion.
She jolted up from the bed, dazed for about half a minute before suddenly rembering sothing, quickly put on slippers, and rushed out of the bedroom.
She saw the man, wrapped in a bath towel, standing sowhat dumbfounded in front of the microwave. The microwave was emitting a clearly burnt sll, and it wasn’t until Mu Zhenzhen approached that she saw it was utterly charred inside.
"Mo Xingyuan, what have you done?"
She couldn’t believe her eyes as she looked at her new microwave, and then at the man who had an innocent look on his face.
The man looked innocent when he turned to her, but upon realizing it was her, his expression visibly changed, "Mu Zhenzhen, why is it you?"
His face nearly turned cold on the spot.
Mu Zhenzhen noticed his change, and her heart skipped a beat, "Otherwise, who did you think it was?"
"Heh." Mo Xingyuan gave a cold laugh, "Mu Zhenzhen, I didn’t expect you to still harbour designs on ."
"Mo Xingyuan, what do you an!" Mu Zhenzhen’s hands clenched instantly.
Her usually gentle face rarely showed such anger.
"What do I an? Mu Zhenzhen, I should be the one asking you. What did you bring ho for when I was drunk?" As Mo Xingyuan spoke, he surveyed the surroundings, then looked at Mu Zhenzhen’s pajamas as if confirming sothing. He ca closer to her, lifting Mu Zhenzhen’s chin with one hand in a threatening manner, "This is your ho, right? You brought back here, and what else did you do? What was your purpose?"
"You..." Mu Zhenzhen was so upset that she was at a loss for words, forcefully slapping away his hand, "Mo Xingyuan, I should be the one to ask you, shouldn’t I? Why would you appear downstairs at my house? Even if I wanted to take advantage of soone vulnerable, you would have to give a chance, right? I never go to bars; how could I bring a drunk you back ho? Besides, wouldn’t you check if I had done anything when you woke up? Have I done anything?"
She had gotten him a quilt the night before, without touching the clothes on his body.
If she had done sothing, would he be dressed so intact?
But him, waking up first thing in the morning in a stranger’s house without any caution, still taking a bath, even using her bath towel.
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