Chapter 612 Seeking Self-Protection
"You... are you kidding?" I laughed dryly, "How do we two big men... wash?"
He smiled, "Have you ever taken a shower in the big bathhouse? Aren't there all men?"
"But this... is different." I smiled, "I just took a shower in the morning, so you should go and take a shower. Don't worry, I won't run away. I know your ability. I dare not run away, nor will I inform you."
"The situation is special, you should stay with me." He said.
I was very helpless. This guy was so vigilant that I had no chance at all.
"Take your phone out," he said.
"What do you want my phone?"
"If you take it out, you'll take it out." He said, "It's not good to take a shower in a while, it's wet."
I had to hand over my phone obediently, but now there is no hope of asking for help.
Under his coercion, I followed him into the bathroom.
"Is there hot water on the left?" he asked me.
"To the right." I said, "When my parents were decorating, they pretended to be wrong for me."
"So happy." He said with a little sigh, "It's good to have parents."
After putting the hot water, he started to take off his clothes and soon became naked.
After taking off my clothes, I was surprised to find that although this guy looked very thin on the surface, after taking off his clothes, the muscles inside were quite developed, with exaggerated lines, and a bit like Bruce Lee.
I feel that if you really fight one-on-one with him, you are not his opponent at all.
I was surprised to find that there was a tattoo on his chest, close to his heart.
At first I didn't pay attention and thought it was a totem, but when I looked carefully, I was surprised to find that it was Liu Ziwen's face!
Although it was tattooed, I could still tell at a glance that it was Liu Ziwen! Her ponytail! A familiar smile appeared!
While marveling at the tattoo artist's exquisite memories, I couldn't help but feel a little more sympathy for him.
A person who tattoos a woman in his heart must really love her.
I was thinking that when he was lying there and watching the tattooist stab his chest one by one, it must be very painful, but when he looked at the needle and slowly stab his beloved woman in the closest position to his heart, the smiling face gradually bloomed on his chest, leaving a mark of eternal marks. It must be both painful and happy.
He began to take a bath as if nothing had happened, his agile and handsome body, coupled with the face that even women were jealous of him, under the mist, it was like a work of art made by God.
This guy is really a perfect man except for his identity.
But I am not a woman. I just stood beside him and watched him take a shower. I felt really uncomfortable and regretful. What's the matter with this? I would have known that I would have left with Zhang San and the others. What kind of wine would I have drunk!
He seemed to have no feeling, and he was very happy to take a bath as if no one else was around. It seemed that he hadn't taken a shower for a long time.
Finally, he finally finished washing, and I was almost covered with heat inside. He wiped himself dry with a bath towel and wrapped himself around.
"Can I go out now?" I said.
"Go." He said, "help me get your clothes, my clothes... are too dirty."
"What clothes are you wearing? Pajamas?"
He shook his head, "No, just sportswear."
I walked out and went back to the bedroom to find clothes. After I came out, I started looking for my cell phone, but after searching for a long time, I couldn't find it.
He came out and saw me standing there and asked me, "Where is the clothes?"
"The sportswear can't be found." I said.
"Then find one." He said while wiping his hair.
I had no choice but to go into the room and find him a piece of clothing. He took it and put it on and sat on the sofa.
I am taller than him, so my clothes are a little bigger on him, but even so, I feel that when I wear them, I feel like I am reborn. It looks so beautiful.
He seemed a little bored, looked around the room and saw the guitar I placed next to the sofa. He took it over, put it on his legs, and gently plucked the strings.
He smiled, "Can't play, you can?"
"Let's know a little," I said, "I learned a little when I was in school."
He handed me the guitar, "Then you play it."
At this time, I was still in the mood to play the piano, "Forget it, I see that you haven't had a good rest recently, go to bed early."
"I can't sleep," he said, "I don't dare to sleep."
"What happened to you...? Who is catching you?"
He smiled bitterly, "Except for Liu Ziwen who doesn't want to see me, the whole world wants to catch me. You can play for a while. I guess you won't be able to sleep well tonight."
I……
I had no choice but to play the piano and play it randomly.
He listened with concentration, thoughtfulness, and said, "It sounds nice."
He stood up, walked towards the wine cabinet, took out a bottle of red wine from it, and said, "You're not a collection, right?"
"No, it's given by a friend, it's not worth it." I said.
"Then you have a drink with me." He said, "Is there a bottle opener?"
I was stunned, "It's in the wine cabinet."
He found the bottle opener, skillfully opened the red wine, then took two goblets and poured two glasses of wine.
"Forget it, I've drunk a lot today." I shirked.
"Come on, have a drink with a dying person for two drinks, just treat it as sympathy for me." He said.
After he said this, I seemed to have no reason to refuse him, so I had a drink with him.
"This wine is really not very delicious," he said after drinking it.
"Then you definitely can't compare with you. You haven't drunk any good wine." I said.
"Yes," he said with a wry smile. "I think the only benefit of doing this over the years is that I have drunk a lot of good wine. I remember that year I attended a wine exhibition in France. There was a bottle of ceremonies, which I bought for more than nine million."
"Awesome." I casually told him, but I was still searching for my cell phone with my light.
Although he didn't seem to be abnormal and did not threaten me, I couldn't feel at ease for a moment when facing such a desperate. Who knew what he was thinking? Maybe he wanted to bring someone to him for burial before he died!
At this moment, I suddenly caught a glance at the pistol in his clothes that he took off! It was placed next to me!
My heart pounded. If I could get the pistol, wouldn't I be able to get out!
Chapter completed!