Chapter 207 Zhixia's Abnormal Behavior
Lin Yilu lingered in the bathroom, the water flowing casually, but her heart felt heavy and suffocating, like a damp wad of cotton. She was never like this before, but today, she simply didn't want to step out of that door.
It took almost an hour before the bathroom door was slowly pushed open.
Mo Ziyuan was still waiting on the bed, his posture as proper as an obedient child—his legs stretched out straight, his hands folded in front of his chest, his eyes shining like starlight, staring unblinkingly at the girl who had just come out, the expectation in his eyes almost overflowing, and even the corners of his mouth couldn't help but turn up slightly.
Lin Yiluo clutched the edge of her bathrobe and moved forward step by step. Just as she reached the bedside, she suddenly seemed to remember something, turned around abruptly, and ran towards the bathroom. She didn't forget to call out to him back, her voice carrying a hint of flustered coquettishness.
"You, you're not allowed to sleep! My hair isn't dry yet!"
Mo Ziyuan watched her hurried figure and couldn't help but chuckle. It wasn't the first time they'd met, so why was she suddenly so shy and timid?
He simply got up and went straight to the bathroom. How could the baby blow-dry his hair by himself? He could do this kind of thing.
In the bathroom, Lin Yiluo was standing in front of the mirror, holding a hairdryer in one hand and frantically running her hands through her wet hair with the other. Mo Ziyuan walked over and gently took the hairdryer from her hand. His fingertips accidentally brushed against the back of her hand, and she flinched as if burned.
"It's my fault," he said in a very soft voice, with a hint of self-reproach, "I forgot that the baby needed to have his hair dried."
Lin Yiluo pursed her lips and remained silent, only burying her head even lower, the tips of her ears subtly turning red. Mo Ziyuan didn't urge her, slowly moving the hairdryer around, the warm air gently enveloping her hair. When it was half-dry, he casually picked up the hair oil beside him, squeezed a little into his palm, rubbed it evenly, and carefully applied it to the ends of her hair.
He looked at the pale yellow hair oil in his hand. It was the girl's favorite scent, with a faint fruity fragrance. However, Mo Ziyuan felt that it didn't smell as good as a girl's natural body scent, especially when the two of them were aroused.
Speaking of this, it seems that Mo Ziyuan and Lin Yiluo have never used it... because Mo Ziyuan always does a very thorough pre-shampoo, so I wonder if it smells like hair oil...
If he had them, he would definitely buy them and try them out. But it doesn't matter if he doesn't have them; he can have them custom-made, with ginseng and deer antler ground into powder. He doesn't know if it will work if he puts them in.
After the little girl's hair was completely dry, he braided it for Lin Yiluo. Mo Ziyuan often braided her hair, and looking at the little girl in the mirror, he knew that he was getting better and better at it.
Mo Ziyuan really wanted to raise Lin Yiluo like a baby, but Lin Yiluo disagreed and was always uncooperative. He wanted to help her get dressed, but she wouldn't let him. He wanted to feed her, but she wouldn't let him either. And drinking water, washing her face, brushing her teeth... well, there were many things the little girl would never allow.
When they felt it was about time, the two of them started kissing.
Mo Ziyuan placed the little girl on the sink, and as soon as his large hand touched her calf, the little girl started to cry.
The man looked at her with eyes full of lust, and she cried so pitifully. Mo Ziyuan had already guessed this outcome.
"Baby, don't cry, let's drink some water before you cry."
He picked the girl up again, and Lin Yiluo, frightened, wrapped her arms around his waist and her hands around his neck.
"Don't be afraid." He simply carried her to the bed.
Beside the bed was the water he had prepared beforehand. He fed the girl the water, and Lin Yiluo didn't think much of it and obediently drank it.
After she finished drinking the water, the man hugged her and gently comforted her.
He didn't want things to turn out this way, but the doctor said that the girl's condition would only worsen over time, and it wouldn't be good if she got used to it.
He used the same things as before, all taken from Shi Jingsheng, which wouldn't harm his health.
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Shi Jingsheng was very happy. Although it was very late, he had finally finished dealing with Mo Ziyuan's work and was now going back to his pharmacy to research new drugs.
As soon as he opened the door, the smile on his face faded a bit.
The room was quiet, but there was a subtle, almost imperceptible unease. It was just as tidy as when he left, yet he still managed to pinpoint the traces of tampering.
Shi Jingsheng had a habit that others found strange: he would deliberately place all the medicine bottles with their labels facing away from him, relying entirely on memory to retrieve the medicine. At this moment, although the medicine bottles on the table were still in the familiar "back-to-back" position, he could immediately see that the positions of a few bottles were subtly shifted, as if someone had carefully picked them up and put them back.
This pharmacy was always reserved for him, and a thin layer of dust had long since settled on the bottles and jars. Even the bottle of medicine that had disappeared was covered with a light dust.
He instantly knew the answer. There were only a few people in the family; by eliminating possibilities, it was crystal clear who had done it.
Seriously... This pharmacy isn't some kind of alchemy vault, he wants to change the password, he wants to change the password!!!
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The time was almost right, and the little girl didn't resist. Instead, she looked at him pitifully. Hmm... Jing Sheng's stuff is really good, Mo Ziyuan always thought so.
The next morning, Lin Yi'an was exhausted after finishing a meeting, but the thought of making soup for his precious child instantly gave him energy.
He was the only one in the kitchen at the moment, watching the soup simmering in front of him and stirring it occasionally.
Hello, Mr. An.
A crisp sound suddenly rang out. Lin Yi'an turned around and saw that Zhi Xia had come downstairs at some point and was standing at the kitchen door. He knew she couldn't hear him, so he just nodded slightly in response.
Zhi Xia didn't mind and busied herself with her tasks. She picked up the transparent glass that Lin Yiluo often used, filled it to the brim with freshly boiled water, placed it smoothly on the tray, and turned to take it upstairs.
Lin Yi'an, who was standing to the side, frowned almost imperceptibly as he watched this scene. He remembered that the water in the kettle had just boiled and was very hot.
He instinctively picked up his water glass and filled it halfway with hot water. The moment his fingertips touched the glass, he jerked back—it was incredibly hot.
The man watched Zhixia's light and quick steps upstairs, his gaze darkening as he pondered something. Only the still-warm water glass in his hand served as a reminder of the unusual behavior he had just experienced.
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