Xia Zhining looked at the scene of "queueing up to wipe paws" in front of her, and was surprised and couldn't help laughing. She subconsciously wanted to take off her gloves and use her mobile phone to record this cute scene.
But she forgot that she had just finished eating fried chicken. Although she was wearing gloves, her fingertips were still stained with shiny oil when she took them off.
As soon as she stretched out her greasy hand, Gu Huaiye raised his head.
He frowned and without saying anything, he pulled out another wet towel: "Stretch out your claws too."
Xia Zhining subconsciously stretched out her claws, no, stretched out her hand. He had naturally wrapped her palm with a wet towel, half squatted down, lowered his head and began to wipe her carefully.
Her fingers looked especially slender and small against his broad palm, and her nails were light pink, round and cute.
Gu Huaiye's wiping movements were extremely gentle, and his warm fingertips occasionally brushed across her skin, causing a slight itch.
As he rubbed, Gu Huaiye's ears uncontrollably turned a thin layer of red.
His movements were suddenly hasty. He threw away the wet wipes, let go of her hand, looked away and said, "I'm done."
There was a hint of impatience in his tone, trying to cover up the inexplicable embarrassment he felt at the moment.
Gu Huaiye turned his face away and said in a stern tone: "You are so delicate. You still need someone to help you wipe your hands."
Xia Zhining: “???”
"Didn't you tell me to show my claws?" She shook her freshly wiped hands unconvinced. "It's just a handy hand, bastard. I don't need a pair."
Gu Huaiye's ears felt slightly hot, and he coughed lightly, trying to save face: "I was talking to Song Keke next to you."
"You stretched out your claws yourself, and I wiped them together."
Song Keke, who was suddenly called out, was standing on tiptoe, trying to pick up the crystal ornaments on the coffee table. Hearing this, she looked up in confusion: "...zhi?"
[What does this have to do with my little squirrel?]
Gu Huaiye ignored the squirrel's protest, stood up, and pretended to be calm as he straightened his clothes: "Okay, the game is over, big and small, go to bed."
He glanced at Xia Zhining and added, "Don't forget what you promised me last morning."
Xia Zhining curled her lips and prayed silently in her heart that Gu Huaiye would have an urgent matter like a multinational conference soon.
However, things don't always go as planned.
At six o'clock the next morning, Xia Zhining was awakened by a steady knock on the door.
The sky outside the window had just begun to turn pale when Gu Huaiye's cold voice penetrated the door:
"Xia Zhining, morning exercise."
On the bed in the dormitory, Xia Zhining turned over in a daze, grabbed the pillow and covered her head tightly, trying to block out the sounds outside.
Gu Huaiye, who was outside the door, glanced at his watch and said calmly, "If you're one hour late, your bonus will be deducted. The countdown starts now."
As soon as he finished speaking, the door was opened with a swish.
Xia Zhining stood at the door with messy hair and a dazed look in her eyes. She looked like a soulless corpse as she washed herself mechanically.
As soon as the door opened, I saw Gu Huaiye in a neat black sportswear. His cold white skin and deep eyebrows were particularly eye-catching, and he exuded a cold aura that kept people away.
He didn't give Xia Zhining time to be dazed, and directly stuffed a sleek black sports watch into her hand: "Put it on."
The watch felt cool to the touch, and the dial shone with a high-tech blue luster. It was obvious at first glance that it was very expensive!
Xia Zhining's eyes lit up instantly, and she was surprised: "Thank you, boss! I don't feel comfortable with this..."
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