Five years later, she surprised the world with her Zaizai

Ning Xiaoyi guessed: "Did Daddy Bo encounter any setbacks at work?"

Bo Yufeng shook his head and said resolutely: "Impossible! It's impossible for Daddy to encounter setbacks at work even if he encounters setbacks in love!"

Also.

Ning Xiaoyi thought for a while, and it seemed to make sense.

Bo Yushan glanced at Ning Nuannuan with watery eyes: "Emotionally..."

"It's okay!" Ning Nuannuan waved her hands hurriedly and assured the four little darlings: "There is absolutely no problem in my relationship with your daddy!"

"Whether it has anything to do with it or not, Daddy Bo is like this. You should pay more attention to him." Ning Xiaoen said seriously, "Go upstairs and check on him. The four of us can play by ourselves."

The four little guys said this. Ning Nuannuan thought about it and went upstairs obediently.

When he entered the bedroom, Bo Shiyan was taking a shower in the bathroom.

The orange light was on in the bathroom, and through the frosted glass, one could still see the man standing under the shower head taking a shower, with a lean and muscular body, exuding hormones.

Ning Nuannuan didn't want to take a peek.

But when she reacted, she was already standing at the bathroom door, staring blankly for a long time.

"Are you in the bedroom?" Bo Shiyan's deep voice sounded from the bathroom.

"exist."

"Bring me the bathrobe on the bed." As if he guessed Ning Nuannuan's thoughts, Bo Shiyan added, "If it's not convenient to take it, I'll just walk out."

If he walked out directly, it would be better for her to get his bathrobe.

Ning Nuannuan picked up the black silk nightgown from the bed, walked to the bathroom door, opened the door and handed the bathrobe over.

"Well—"

Ning Nuannuan thought Bo Shiyan had finished taking the bathrobe. Unexpectedly, his big hand didn't pick up the bathrobe. Instead, he grabbed her arm and pulled her directly into the bathroom with the bathrobe on.

In between.

When Ning Nuannuan reacted, her back was pressing against the wet tiles, and in front of her was Bo Shiyan's hot chest.

The rhythm of the heartbeat was instantly disrupted.

Isn't this posture too... provocative?

"Bo Shiyan, what's wrong with you today?" Ning Nuannuan's eyelashes trembled slightly, and a hint of embarrassment flashed through her almond-shaped eyes. Could it be that the boy Yu Feng had really said it right? It was between Bo Shiyan and her. What went wrong?

"not in a good mood."

Her eyes were filled with mist, and the man's magnetic voice brushed against her ears, causing a shiver to escape her body.

Ning Nuannuan didn't know that the culprit of Bo Shiyan's displeasure was herself. She raised her face and asked, "What's wrong?"

Bo Shiyan pursed his thin lips and did not answer her question.

Ning Nuannuan frowned.

Soon Bo Shiyan loosened his grip on Ning Nuannuan, but before she could breathe a sigh of relief, a towel was already handed to her.

"this?"

"Help me wipe myself." Bo Shiyan raised his eyebrows and said, "Don't you want to?"

Normally, Ning Nuannuan might not be willing. After all, if Bo Shiyan was good with his hands and feet, he could just wipe it himself. But now seeing that Bo Shiyan's face was gloomy and he was not in a good mood, she hesitated and nodded. accepted.

"Don't move, I'll just wipe it."

Ning Nuannuan took the towel from Bo Shiyan's hand, lowered her eyes, and wiped the water drops on his body.

The lighting in the bathroom was a bit ambiguous, and the mist had not completely dispersed, leaving a faint scent of mint lingering in the nostrils.

What he saw following his hands was the man's well-defined muscles. Whether it was the chest muscles, back muscles, or the mermaid line, they were all perfect.

Ning Nuannuan's wiping movements became slower and slower, but her face became redder and redder.

This man...has a perfect figure, right?

Ning Nuannuan swallowed unconsciously, her eyes not daring to linger on his body.

The further she went to wipe the back, the more perfunctorily Ning Nuannuan wiped. Her little hands didn't exert any force on Bo Shiyan, but they squeezed the towel until it was wrinkled.

"I've wiped it."

When Ning Nuannuan raised her little face again, she found that the man was staring at her for a moment.

That look was full of possessiveness, as if the wolf king in the forest was eyeing his favorite prey and would never give her any chance to escape.