C5 His Back Was a Washboard

Didn't you tell me to get out? Mu Xiaohui held the words in her throat and stood still, waiting for Qin Anqian's next order that she could not accept.

There was already a group of women who seemed to have rehearsed in an orderly manner. It was more like they had received special training to clean Qin Anqian's body and dye it clean.

Qin Anqian could come and play with the ignorant, silly and timid Mu Xiaohui again. "Come over and pour some wine." It was still the same cold and emotionless voice. But this matter did not seem to be difficult and exceeded Mu Xiaohui's expectations.

She lowered her head and came to Qin Anqian's side. This time, there was an empty seat on his right. Then, sit there and feed him. This time, be careful. Just don't spill it out.

Mu Xiaohui sat down. Her feet were covered in sweat. The wine cup held by her hand was as if she was worshipping the immortal ghost. "Brother Qian." She stood upright, her throat was stiff, her movements were stiff, and her face was bitter. She just could not smile.

The wine cup had moved to Qin Anqian's mouth. He opened his mouth to drink. It seemed like he was enjoying the wine. Mu Xiaohui followed his instructions and kept drinking. In an instant, all the wine was poured into Qin Anqian's mouth.

This was anger again. Qin Anqian gave her a second slap and directly hit the ground. He touched the wine mark on the corner of his mouth and cursed, "Scram to the side!" This time, he made it clear that he did not want her to leave. He wanted her to go to the side and continue to "learn" how to serve him.

Mu Xiaohui was lying on the ground diagonally. Both sides of her face were burning in pain, as if hot pepper had been roasted. Enduring the pain, she hurriedly crawled to the side in a sorry state. This time, her tears turned into a river. She sobbed as she listened to those women's mocking and mocking teachings.

"Wine is not grape juice. You don't need to pour so much at once." "Don't touch the cup when you are carrying it." "Drinking is not a big mouthful, it is a small sip.

You're all wrong. You're all wrong. This person hates me. No matter what I do, he can pick out the thorns. Even if there are no flaws, he will add nothing.

Mu Xiaohui stood and cried until the end of Qin Anqian's cocktail party. Mi Na arranged for her to be sent back to the empty house. Go and wash yourself dry. Your mood will be better.

When she took a shower, she looked at herself in the mirror. The two bright red handprints on her tender face were especially obvious. It was like the handprints that had been carved into a depression. Qin Anqian's bear paw had left a mark on her face just like that. It was fine. She could bear it. For the sake of her family, she had to endure the humiliation of having to sleep and have a taste!

She opened the shower of flowers and dashed towards herself, along with her tears. Today's humiliation and grievance were all washed away!

It was unknown if the bathroom door was opened or kicked open. The huge sound of flowing water made Mu Xiaohui feel that the light was not right for a while. She looked outside and saw a dark and sinister corpse staring at her. The cold and cold eyes swept across the wet bathroom like an ice cellar.

Mu Xiaohui also shouted "Ah," "Why are you here?!" Although she was afraid, she did not allow Qin Anqian to enter the bathroom rudely. Subconsciously, she said these words of opposition. Then, he quickly put on a towel to protect himself. He did not want this man to see his body.

Qin Anqian could not understand this silly girl. She had already done that, yet she still protected him. "Take a bath!" After saying that, he went out.

Mu Xiaohui was stunned for a moment before she realized that she had to wait on this big boss. She quickly stopped her shower and let him take a bath. He was the master of the knife table here and she was the meat on the chopping board. A few drops of tears flowed into the bath unconsciously. She shouldn't have been discovered by Qin Anqian, right?

The water was full. Mu Xiaohui, who had put on her pajamas, went to invite Qin Anqian to take a look outside. She was in the living room, "Mr. Qin, the water is ready. Do you want to take a bath?" Mu Xiaohui called him "Mr. Qin" from Humbly Song.

Qin Anqian put down his iPad and walked to the bathroom. He looked at Mu Xiaohui. Mu Xiaohui lowered her head like a servant. She hoped Qin Anqian was tired and would go to sleep after taking a bath.

"Come over and massage your back." The emotionless voice was cold and scary. Mu Xiaohui was shocked and hesitated for a while.

Qin Anqian always kept his words to her like gold and did not want to say more. He liked to do it more. He pulled and dragged her to the bathroom with all his strength.

Mu Xiaohui thought it was okay. This was what masseuses did. This was a proper occupation. However, Qin Anqian took off his coat without any scruples. This was the first time Mu Xiaohui clearly saw his naturally perfect and healthy muscles after maintaining his fitness. He was strong and strong.

But in the bathroom where there were only the two of them, Mu Xiaohui was scared. That night, she was so scared that she fainted. She turned her head away, unwilling to look.

Qin Anqian had already jumped into the pool and ordered Mu Xiaohui, "Do you still want me to invite you?"

Mu Xiaohui walked over and squatted down. She picked it up and asked, "Does Mr. Qin want a back rub or a massage?"

Qin Anqian, who was lying on the ground, said impatiently, "Rub his back."

Mu Xiaohui took a towel and looked at Qin Anqian, who was impregnable. She was worried that he could not even pierce through the knife. Could she rub it in? Let's give it a try first. After getting some bath water on the towel, she would rub his back. One, two, three, four. One, two, three, four...

"It's light." Qin Anqian was not very comfortable.

"Sorry, I need to use some strength." Mu Xiaohui increased her strength.

After Qin Anqian's "lighter" three times, she could not take it anymore and shouted. "You are tickling!"

No, Mu Xiaohui swore that she really used him as a washboard to wipe. Now she was so tired that she was gasping for breath. It was almost thick again. "Mr. Qin, let me use some strength."

Qin Anqian heard her broken voice and found it hard to increase his strength. He turned around and leaned against the bath. "Continue wiping."

She changed from the back to the abdomen. It should be softer. However, after Mu Xiaohui wiped it a few times, she realized that Qin Anqian had been modified by aliens. His body was made of metal, and his head was filled with steel wires. He was used to harm humans!

Wipes, wipes, Mu Xiaohui could not even catch her breath. The breath she breathed out directly hit Qin Anqian's face. She almost fell into the bath with this steel bar person.

Qin Anqian's chest actually hurt a little, because she had been wiping there the whole time. She was teaching her how to do it. She grabbed her hand and placed it on her abdominal muscles. "Here!"

Mu Xiaohui's face was a little red, but she could not change the two bright red palm prints on her face. Qin Anqian was not happy anymore. Mu Xiaohui would occasionally meet Qin Anqian's piercing eyes. She quickly lowered her head, as if she could avoid the frightening him.

But when she lowered her head and saw the only place where the man should not be looked at, Mu Xiaohui wanted to raise her head again. She looked straight ahead and did not squint to avoid being hit by Qin Anqian's black eyes. The towel in her hand was still in his abdominal area, one, two, three or four times. Two, two, three, four...

It was almost done here. Qin Anqian wanted to change places. He ordered like a stone: "A little more."