Shared The Bed (3)

"Huh?" Gu Xijiu raised her eyebrows and looked at him. "Why do you ask so?"

Mr. Fuyi answered leisurely, "Can you guess?"

Gu Xijiu disliked playing these kinds of guessing games. She did not answer and continued to clean herself.

Mr. Fuyi looked at her, and her hair was half dry. She randomly bunched up her hair and tied it into a bun. Unfortunately, a strand of hair slipped at the side of her face, floating around her cheeks. She raised her hand to adjust it from time to time. She was apparently a little girl, but there was an unspeakable style in her.

There was a strange feeling in Mr. Fuyi's heart. This situation seemed to be quite familiar as if he had experienced it before, and he was deeply impressed. However, when he thought about it, he could not remember where he had seen it.