Quick Transmigration System: Talking about the cultivation of a delicate woman!

Chapter 80 The little mute girl and her 'men' [12]

The rain outside is getting heavier, from the previous drizzle to a heavy rain.

The dark sky pierced through the clouds, and the lightning that pierced through the clouds illuminated half of the field of vision. The sound of thunder came from far to near, implying that the rain might not stop.

"Come down." Tang Yaowen held an umbrella and stood at the door where An Ran got off the car.

An Ran cautiously got out of the car and came under the other party's umbrella, and secretly glanced at the place in front of him that brought him.

The design of a three-story villa is quite good, but on this dark and rainy night, there is no view.

An Ran shrunk her body as small as possible and hid under the umbrella Tang Yaowen held up, watching that half of the other party's body was already soaked in the heavy rain.

An Ran lowered his head and hooked the corners of his mouth, silently followed the other person into the house.

An Ran took off his mud-stained shoes at the door of the porch, the wet clothes were particularly uncomfortable on his body, and the suit on his body was also wet.

Tang Yaowen put down the document he was holding, and looked at An Ran, who was shivering from the cold, but did not dare to move, and suddenly felt a headache.

"Go to the bathroom to wash up first, and change out your wet clothes, so as not to catch a cold." Tang Yaowen said while looking at An Ran while supporting his aching head.

An Ran was finally willing to raise his head and look into the other person's eyes, looking at the other person with confused eyes.

bathroom?where?
For some reason, Tang Yaowen seemed to understand the meaning of An Ran's eyes, pointed in the direction of the bathroom and said, "Just go to the bathroom, you go to wash first, and I will leave the change of clothes at the door later."

An Ran nodded seriously, her wet little feet stamped one after another on the floor.

Tang Yaowen went to his room to find a piece of casual clothing that he had never worn before. He walked as quietly as a thief to the bathroom door and put it down.

Tang Yaowen sat on the sofa and listened to the noise coming from the bathroom beside him. He became more and more irritable, and threw away the document in his hand that he didn't read a word.

Why did I bring her here by accident?

Headache.

Tang Yaowen rubbed his painful temples and heard the sound of the bathroom door opening. He quickly picked up the documents on the table and pretended to look through them.

An Ran rubbed his wet head, lifted his overlong pants, and moved towards the sofa bit by bit.

Tang Yaowen, who was completely out of the document in his hand, coughed twice to cover up the embarrassment in his heart.

Tang Yaowen said: "Are you washed? Dry your hair and go back to the room to rest."

An Ran nodded and answered, looking at the reversed document in the other party's hand, but still pretending to be serious.

An Ran walked up the stairs with his trousers that were too long, and looked back at Tang Yaowen who was still sitting on the sofa three times a step, until he was out of sight when he returned to the room.

Tang Yaowen sat on the sofa until he couldn't feel An Ran's gaze, then he let out a sigh of relief, put down the documents in his hand, and went to take a shower.

After taking a shower, Tang Yaowen returned to the room, wiped the water off his head, and was about to lie down on the bed, only to find that there was already a person lying on the bed.

And this person is none other than An Ran.

Tang Yaowen jumped and stood by the bed looking at An Ran who was curled up on his bed, his wet hair wet the pillow towel.

The little blushed and hid in the quilt, curled up into a ball.

Tang Yaowen felt so insecure looking at the other party even when he was asleep.

Tang Yaowen shook his head, feeling that his head was hurting more, and rubbed his aching temple.

Reluctantly, he picked up the hair dryer and carefully dried An Ran's wet hair, but he still wanted to prevent waking her up.

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PS: Sit well and wait for feeding.

(End of this chapter)