But what she said was: "Hey, how can Master Dongfang compare himself to beasts?"

But what she was thinking was that you are actually worse than beasts.

"Are you whispering me inwardly?" Dongfang Mo suddenly said again.

Mu Ru was instinctively shocked. Dongfang Mo was not an ordinary BT after all, and she could even see what she said in her heart.

"No," she involuntarily denied, and then brushed hard on his back: "What am I slandering with you? Besides, do you think you have the potential to be slandered with you?"

My god Dongfang Mo, you are just a BT and a demon, and you are full of people complaining about it. It would be strange if she doesn't complain about it.

"I originally had nothing worth complaining about," Dongfang Mo replied seriously: "Of course, what I mean is that people with generous minds generally do not complain about me, except for some narrow-minded people."

Mu Ru was so angry that she almost slipped when she heard this. What did Dongfang Mo say? She whispered him in her heart and was just narrow-minded?

"Hey, Xi Muru, don't just brush it on the back," Dongfang Mo was dissatisfied with her venting anger and kept exerting force on his back, so he couldn't help but shout: "Come to the front, I'll brush it too, too.

One brush."

"Wash your own brush in front," Mu Ru threw the brush to him as she spoke: "You don't have eyes behind you, afraid that you can't see if you brush it clean. Don't have eyes in front? What are you doing with your own hands?"

Dongfang Mo was stunned and turned around immediately, looking at the woman standing there full of anger. Because of the angry and because of the constant spilling of hot water, her face was red in the mist, just like she was dripping.

The red apples that were water-like were particularly tempting, making him want to open his mouth and take a bite immediately.

The base shirt she was wearing was soaked by warm water, and it was tightly pressed against her body, but it showed her concave and convex figure at a glance.

Some people say that women are really not good-looking. What is really good-looking is this kind of half-covered half-covered one. Otherwise, Bai Juyi would have the famous saying that he still holds a pipa and half-covers his face?

Especially at this time, Mu Ru's body was soaked by someone, and the person might be a little stunned when he stood at the shower door again. His body trembled slightly, making people feel pity for a moment, wanting to embrace her in.

The impulse in the arms.

"Since I'm soaked all over and I'm not willing to help me brush the front, why are you standing there?" Dongfang Mo couldn't help but shout with heartache:

"Why don't you go to the closet to find your pajamas to change into, and quickly roll onto the bed and wrap yourself up, thinking about the cold, right?"

As soon as Dongfang Mo finished speaking, Mu Ru quickly turned around and ran out of the bathroom door. Obviously, she had wanted to leave a place that was extremely embarrassing and didn't even dare to raise her head.

Seeing her like this, Dongfang Mo was angry and funny, and couldn't help but whisper in his heart: Xi Muru, this dead woman, always acted so clumsy and immature. He and her had been entangled here several times, but she still

He didn't even dare to look at it.

He shook his head gently and threw the brush aside. She was missing in the shower room, making her look particularly deserted. He had no intention of brushing his body alone, so he should take a shower and go to bed quickly.
Chapter completed!