Because of this commotion, Jiang Mian was on the verge of tears. Why was even the heavens against him?!
Why did you suddenly appear behind me?
He Yubai looked at Jiang Mian's clothes, which were soaked with medicated oil. He was a little frightened, but more than that, he was confused.
“Aba aba…”
Jiang Mian forced a silly smile, knowing she couldn't very well tell the truth and say he was planning to do something bad.
He Yubai: "..."
Having been splashed with that medicinal oil, Jiang Mian now looked like a walking safflower oil; she didn't even need to move, the smell could travel far.
In addition, the room windows were closed, making it a completely enclosed environment. The smell of the medicinal oil was so strong that it was almost intoxicating. He Yubai felt like he was going to faint from the stench.
He hurriedly ran to open the window for ventilation, then turned to look at Jiang Mian.
That look startled Jiang Mian, who quickly covered her chest with her hands: "Wait! You're not planning to throw me down with you, are you!?"
Boys are perhaps a combination of mischievousness and childishness.
Upon seeing Jiang Mian's slightly frightened expression, He Yubai felt a surge of mischievousness and smiled slightly, "Guess?"
I'm guessing your head!
Although Jiang Mian knew that He Yubai would never do anything illegal, she couldn't be sure if he would use some insidious and perverse methods to torment him.
After two days of bad luck, Jiang Mian decided that once she got home, she would find that almanac and carry it with her from now on!
He Yubai slowly approached, his hands already on Jiang Mian's shoulders. Jiang Mian was so frightened she almost screamed, "Help..."
But the next second, He Yubai simply pressed him into a chair and made him sit down.
"Huh??"
Jiang Mian had already imagined that even if the other party didn't throw him out the window, they would probably rush over and tear off his clothes.
This young master with obsessive-compulsive disorder would only be able to keep things simple if he weren't currently on vacation.
It's estimated that when you're at home, the oxygen you breathe in through your nose has to go through an air purifier for filtration.
Jiang Mian had already noticed the other person's furrowed brow and disgusted expression as she was now covered in the smell of safflower oil.
He fantasized that he would be stripped naked, but things didn't seem to go as he expected.
"What?!" He Yubai squatted down in front of him. "Besides throwing you out the window, what other bad guy do you think I am?"
"No...no."
Jiang Mian seemed oblivious to the situation and simply continued to giggle.
"No?"
He Yubai poured a little safflower oil into his palm, rubbed his hands together, and warmed the oil with the heat of his palms. Then he began to massage Jiang Mian's injured foot.
"If you weren't doing that, why did you shout so loudly just now? You even yelled for help."
"I……"
Jiang Mian was speechless. It was all his fault for being misled by the domineering CEO novels he had read before.
However, this young master He seems to have been well-mannered by his family, without the various bad habits of those domineering CEOs in old romance novels.
He's either quick to turn cold at the slightest disagreement, or threatens to kill someone if his germophobia is threatened. He'll smash things and go crazy when he's in a bad mood. He treats the female lead like a servant, showering her with money. He acts all high and mighty, attracting socialites from all walks of life to his side, but in reality, he's just a 1.8-meter-tall immature giant baby who uses the guise of love to do the most despicable things!
Jiang Mian inwardly scorned those unrealistic old-fashioned domineering CEO novels for causing him to make such a blunder at this moment!
"Did you curse me in your heart again?"
He Yubai's sudden remark instantly brought Jiang Mian back to her senses.
"No way! How could you think of me like that?! It's so upsetting!"
If sincerity is the ultimate weapon, then Jiang Mian's affected acting at this moment just looks pretty stupid.
While massaging his instep, He Yubai mimicked his tone, only more affectedly: "No way! How could you think of me like that? It's so upsetting!"
Jiang Mian: "..."
ear!
His ears!
He's going to wash his ears!
Seeing He Yubai shaking his head and imitating his speech, Jiang Mian felt both her eyes and ears were burning!
Fortunately, He Yubai stopped pursuing such a trivial matter and concluded with just one sentence: "Judging others by one's own petty standards."
Jiang Mian: "???"
hateful!
What he said made perfect sense, and I couldn't even argue with him!
Jiang Mian didn't know where He Yubai learned his technique, but it was very gentle yet fast. After just a few minutes of massage, Jiang Mian could no longer feel any pain.
"Alright," He Yubai got up and went to the bathroom to wash his hands. "Now go back to your place and change your clothes."
"good."
After a whole morning of hard work, I ended up being the one who suffered a setback.
Jiang Mian has resigned herself to her fate; she might as well go home.
It's probably because this hotel and he were incompatible; everything went wrong as soon as he entered.
He lowered his head and sniffed the front of his shirt. Oh my god!
The strong smell of safflower oil hit me right in the head. I don't know if there was too much artificial fragrance in it, but after smelling it for a while, my sense of smell became a little numb.
They couldn't wait any longer. While He Yubai was washing his hands, Jiang Mian quickly put on her shoes and socks.
When He Yubai came out, he looked over the bed but didn't see Jiang Mian.
Turning his head again, Jiang Mian was already waving at him from the doorway: "Hurry up! What are you dawdling for?!"
He Yubai: "..."
I don't know who dawdled all morning, but now that their clothes smell, they're finally eager to go home and change.
He turned into a walking safflower oil, not only irritating the other people riding the elevator with him, but also causing many people in the lobby to frown and cover their noses.
How embarrassing!
If the hotel's cleaning ladies found out, they'd definitely be cursing him to death in their hearts.
For no reason at all, they were forced to increase their workload.
Standing at the hotel entrance, He Yubai teased him as if on purpose: "Take a taxi or continue on the tricycle?"
"Take a tricycle; it's easy to get stuck in traffic during the day."
Although she gave such a calm and collected answer on the surface, Jiang Mian was inwardly rolling her eyes to the heavens.
A taxi?
Would the taxi driver let him get in if he smelled safflower oil on him? What a pointless question!
Just like last night, they once again took the tricycle back and forth.
This kind of fully ventilated mode of transportation does have its advantages.
In the back seat, although He Yubai and Jiang Mian were sitting so close, the passing wind made it impossible to smell the safflower oil.
When they arrived at their doorstep, Jiang Mian jumped out of the car and planned to quickly take a shower and change her clothes.
But the next second, a voice came: "Yo? Mianmian!"
Jiang Mian looked in the direction of the voice and, upon seeing the person, exclaimed with delight, "Brother Meng Jing, when did you get back?"
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