Tang Mu ripped off the buttons of his shirt and took it off.

"ah!"

Qin Ye saw the man's muscular upper body, his waistline, his well-defined chest, his skin color, and he was about to take off his pants, so he quickly covered his eyes.

"Don't take it off!"

If you want to take it off, go to the bathroom.

"It's not like I haven't seen it before." Tang Mu said coldly.

Qin Ye was almost going crazy: "If you want to take a shower, can't you go to the bathroom and take off your clothes? Do you have a special fetish for letting others admire your body? I'm not as perverted as you!"

"Okay, I won't take it off."

Qin Ye closed his eyes and heard Tang Mu's footsteps coming towards her, approaching the bathroom.

She breathed a sigh of relief, lowered her hands, and opened her eyes.

But suddenly I saw a picture of birds swaying in the wind...

“Ahhhh!”

Tang Mu!

You rascal! You beast! You're going to die!

"Hahahaha!" The man looked at her reaction with great satisfaction. He laughed out loud, showed off his body generously, and walked into the bathroom.

Then, in the bathroom, there was a scream like a pig being slaughtered...

Qin Ye stood in front of the French window, his face extremely gloomy, darker than charcoal and stinkier than snail noodles. He was almost autistic because of this.

Outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, the scenery of the manor is breathtaking.

At the end of the lawn is freedom, hope, and the unfettered expanse...

Tang Mu, I will tolerate you for one last day!

Twenty minutes later.

The bathroom door opened, and Tang Mu walked out with a gloomy expression. He was wrapped in a bathrobe. His exposed skin was red from being burned. The water dripping from his hair hid deep in his chest, making him look cold and abstinent.

Qin Ye saw the red burns...well, he felt inexplicably guilty.

Adhering to the principle of less trouble is worse than more trouble, in order to avoid unnecessary trouble, she quickly took a clean towel and ran over to wipe his hair.

"Want to blow it?"

He sat on the sofa and didn't say anything.

Qin Ye wiped it for a few minutes, and after drying it, he ran to the closet to find clothes: "Are you going to work? In pajamas or a suit?"

He still didn't speak.

He didn't say anything, so Qin Ye picked out a set of loose-fitting home clothes and handed it to him, "Here."

Tang Mu raised his eyes, took a glance, and remained unmoved.

His meaning was very clear, and Qin Ye understood it. He thought that it was the last day anyway, and as long as Tang Mu didn't lose his temper, they could part ways in peace. It was no big deal if he tolerated his bad temper and endured a little grievance.

"Put out your hands and I'll put them on for you."

She sat beside him, put her housecoat over his head, and took up his gloves and sleeves, just like she was taking care of a child.

He took off his bathrobe and looked down.

He actually did a vacuum...

Her face turned red, and she turned her head away shyly. She lifted up a corner of her panties and put them on him with her eyes closed.

"Lift your feet...lift your feet..."

This guy is such a scoundrel, he doesn't even wear pants.

He lifted his foot.

She closed her eyes and felt around, but couldn't find where his feet had gone.

She touched her left side and waved her right hand, and could feel Tang Mu sitting next to her, but she couldn't find his feet.

strangeness.

"Tang Mu, where are your feet?"

This time, he spoke in a cold voice: "Don't you have eyes? Can't you see for yourself?"

"I just asked you because I don't want to see you!"

Moreover, he always did some uncivilized things and challenged her limits at every turn. She could hardly bear it any longer.

Tang Mu sneered: "Oh? Really? When I use it, I am so happy that I forget myself completely. When I don't use it, I think it's too much to even take a look at it. Are you women so realistic?"