A Rich Family Has an Ugly Duckling ( Chinese Bl MTL Novel )

Chapter 12

Chapter 12 

　　Chen Wu went back to his room and took a set of his favorite pajamas - there was a big Jingle cat printed on the front, and there was a Doraemon universal pocket in his stomach. He thought it was amazing, and there was something he liked all the time. Putting it in that small pocket, there is an inexplicable sense of ritual.

　　In the bathroom of the guest room, Chen Wu took a shower and washed his hair fairly skillfully. But in fact, because there is no one to guide him, he still hasn't mastered the correct way to use the bath equipment until now, so he took a cold shower in a daze, and his teeth trembled from the cold.

　　But fortunately, the heating in the room is very good. When you come out, you feel like you have fallen into the warm embrace of spring, which makes you feel warm.

　　Zhu Jindong took advantage of Chen Wu to take a bath, and went into the bathroom himself. He has always been used to being casual, and it is common for him not to wear clothes after taking a shower, but today he remembered that there was an outsider, so he grabbed a pair of underpants and put them on to save face.

　　Walking out of the bathroom steaming, the room was silent.

　　Zhu Jindong couldn't help muttering: "This curly duck is really chirping, and it's so slow to take a bath."

　　He turned around and took a bath towel and sat on the bedside to wipe his hair. His hair is short and stiff, and dries in just a few strokes, without even needing a blow dryer.

　　The hair is almost dry, but the curly duck has not come up yet. Zhu Jindong said in his heart that he would wait another five minutes and lock the door if he didn't come up. He would sleep wherever he liked.

　　Just staring at the alarm clock next to the bed, the minute hand turned almost seven small divisions before the door of the room was knocked. The knock on the door was so soft that you couldn't hear it unless you listened carefully.

　　Zhu Jindong went to open the door with a sullen face, but couldn't hold back his temper, and scolded: "You are going to wash out a flower, and you will be locked out later."

　　"I'm... sorry."

　　A weak little milk sound sounded.

　　Zhu Jindong lowered his head and glanced at Chen Wu.

　　The curly hair of the little curly hair was wet, and now it was sticking to the back of the little ear obediently, and the tail of the hair was wet with water drops, which could not fall off. Little Curly took off his glasses when he was taking a bath, and put them stupidly in the small pocket on his belly, arching a big ball, which is funny.

　　And those eyes without the frame cover, as if washed by water, clean and thorough, and a little moist, there are a few precarious small drops of water hanging on the well-defined eyelashes, looking pitiful, like a cat. The little duck who can't swim after falling into the water is extremely helpless.

　　Zhu Jindong was full of anger, as if he had been completely extinguished by water. Seeing the pitiful look of the little curly hair, he couldn't get angry, opened the door and let Chen Wu come in sideways.

　　The water droplets on Chen Wu's hair fell on the wooden floor as he walked. Zhu Jindong threw the big towel hanging around his neck over his head and said angrily, "I don't know if I wash my hair." Wipe it, my floor is dirty, can you mop it for me?"

　　Chen Wu moved the towel away from his eyes, and quickly apologized: "I'm sorry, I will help you drag it tomorrow."

　　"Okay, eight of the ten sentences are apologetic, so I quickly wipe my hair, there is a blower on the bedside."