Murano Momo is a cunning doctor

In the bathroom, Jiang Xiaochuan washed quickly and showed off his assets in front of the mirror.

Humming a little tune, he walked out of the bathroom with satisfaction.

The spacious bed was covered with soft bedding, but the abrupt, thick quilt in the middle of the bed was like an invisible boundary, blocking some of Jiang Xiaochuan's thoughts.

"You are too worried about me."

Jiang Xiaochuan wiped his hair and said half-jokingly, "Am I that kind of person?"

Mu Yingzi, who was sitting on the edge of the bed with her hands tightly clasped together, couldn't help but look up at Jiang Xiaochuan when she heard these words.

Just then, she saw the towel that Jiang Xiaochuan used to wipe his hair, and her face instantly turned red like a big ripe apple.

"How do you dry your hair with this?"

Mu Yingzi's voice was as thin as a mosquito.

Jiang Xiaochuan was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and then he showed an expression that said "what's the big deal?"

He shrugged and chuckled, "Aren't towels used to wipe your head? Besides, this towel looks quite soft and comfortable to use."

As he spoke, he raised the towel to his nose and sniffed it gently, with a satisfied smile on his face, "You know what, it smells quite good."

As soon as these words came out, Mu Yingzi's cheeks turned redder and almost bled.

There are many kinds of towels for girls, and each one is used to wipe different parts of the body.

But at this moment she couldn't explain to Jiang Xiaochuan.

Afraid that Jiang Xiaochuan would see through her embarrassing situation, she reached out and turned off the lights in the room in a hurry.

In an instant, darkness surged in like a tide, engulfing the entire room and covering up her shyness and uneasiness.

"Don't go over the quilt."

Mu Yingzi's voice rang out in the darkness.

Before she finished her words, she hurriedly got under the quilt.

Jiang Xiaochuan looked at her actions and couldn't help but twitch his lips. He sighed in his heart, it seems that this girl is determined.

Helplessly, he could only walk to the other side of the bed and lie down.

Covering himself with the quilt, Jiang Xiaochuan took a look at the lifted yurt and felt itchy.

He whispered, "Are you asleep?"

Mu Yingzi shook her head.

How could she possibly sleep? This was her first time sharing a bed with a man.

Even with the isolation of the quilt, she could clearly feel Jiang Xiaochuan's breath.

At this moment, as soon as she closed her eyes, those blushing scenes would immediately appear in her mind and would not be forgotten.

Jiang Xiaochuan turned sideways and faced Mu Yingzi, his voice full of temptation: "Have you ever heard of a saying?"

Mu Yingzi moved her body unnaturally.

She noticed Jiang Xiaochuan's intention, but curiosity still drove her to take over the conversation: "What?"

Jiang Xiaochuan raised a wicked smile and said slowly: "It's impolite for a man and a woman to be alone in the same room without doing something..."

"Tsk, that's a twisted logic."

Mu Yingzi retorted.

After she finished speaking, there was a long silence.

Seeing that Jiang Xiaochuan was slow to speak, Mu Yingzi suddenly felt like being scratched by a cat, feeling both expectant and nervous.

She didn't know how to deal with this situation, so she could only lie there quietly, feeling the scent of the man beside her.

Just when Mu Yingzi thought everything was going to calm down, a sudden feeling made her heart beat faster again.

She felt the bed beside her sink slightly.

Then a warm arm wrapped around her shoulders, gently pulling her into a solid embrace.

"you--"

Mu Yingzi swallowed, her voice trembling slightly.

She wanted to break free from the embrace, but her body was unable to move as if it was immobilized.

"Don't move, let me hold you for a while."

Jiang Xiaochuan's voice seemed particularly attractive in the dark night.

In order to let Mu Yingzi relax her guard, Jiang Xiaochuan added: "Why are you so stiff? I guarantee with my character that I will never do anything."

As he spoke, he twisted his body and placed his hands on Mu Yingzi's chest to show his sincerity.

Although this action was slightly inappropriate, as long as Jiang Xiaochuan's hands could remain honest, Mu Yingzi was willing to accept such an arrangement.

As time went by, her body gradually relaxed and her nerves were not as tense as before.

However, at this moment, Mu Yingzi's body suddenly trembled.

A burning breath made her tremble uncontrollably.

"You, you lied..."

Mu Yingzi panted.

“I really didn’t do it.”

Jiang Xiaochuan smiled wickedly and scratched it deliberately to prove that his hands had not moved.