Jiang Zhaosu: "I'll let that mutant help you."

"No!" Qi Xing's voice immediately became strong again, "I'm allergic to men!"

"I want your help."

Qi Xing said in a tone of debt collection: "Fugui, why are you so heartless? Who is responsible for my current situation? Come in and help me, or I will catch a cold and you will have to take care of me..."

Jiang Zhaosu was convinced.

In the end, Jiang Zhaosu went in and helped Qi Xing out.

However, Qi Xing still had some sense of shame. Before she went in, he took a loose bathrobe from the space and wrapped it around himself. He didn't really get naked and let her support him.

But in Jiang Zhaosu's eyes, Qi Xing looked almost the same as if he was not wearing anything.

She has seen them all.

Qi Xing leaned lazily against her, the warm and moist scent from his body just out of the bath mixed with the fragrance emitted by him as a high-level psychic, making Jiang Zhaosu feel a little dizzy.

"Fugui, why did you feel unwell yesterday?" Qi Xing lowered his head, put his face very close to her, and asked her again.

Jiang Zhaosu: “…”

Don't want to say.

If she told him that, Qi Xing would definitely laugh at her.

"I don't know." Jiang Zhaosu lowered his head and replied in a muffled voice.

"Really?"

Qi Xing seemed to be unable to hear her clearly and moved closer to her.

Jiang Zhaosu could even feel Qi Xing's hot and moist breath on his cheek as he breathed slowly.

It is a warmth that only living people can possess.

Qi Xing whispered to her: "You are unhappy, do you want me to be more special to you?"