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Chapter 119

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    "Where are the eyes looking!"

    Pei Lichuan's voice was flat, cold, full of ridicule and sarcasm.

    Xia Qiao almost jumped, "I didn't want to see you! I"

    She really hurts in the head, it was this damn man who asked her to take a bath, and she doesn't want to get needles!

    The woman jumped in anger, and the corners of Pei Lichuan's lips became more and more curved, very childish: "Then where are you looking! You don't want to get your clothes yet!"

    Xia Qiao was angry, and forgot all of a sudden, she was staring at him with wide eyes, and her eyes were still looking down sadly, so angry that she wanted to throw a dart in the past, just kill him!

    "Pei Lichuan! You are sick!"

    Xia Qiao rushed out angrily, went to the cloakroom, found a set of home clothes and threw it to him, "Put it on!"

    Xia Qiao turned her head and left, she really didn't want to talk to this dog man anymore.

    Xia Qiao left the bedroom angrily, but before entering her own room, Butler Qin called her from behind: "Young Mistress, I heard the shout just now, what happened to the Young Master?"

    Butler Qin actually didn't say anything, but Xia Qiao suddenly turned red from the soles of her feet to her scalp, and she didn't know what to say.

    "Butler Qin, he just took a shower."

    Butler Qin nodded, keeping his eyes on her, and asked with concern: "Is the young mistress feeling better?"

    Xia Qiao nodded, her tone was very soft: "Thank you, Butler Qin, I'm much better, I'll be fine tomorrow after I sleep at night."

    "That's good! Eldest young mistress, hurry back and rest, I'll go see the eldest master first!" After speaking, Qin Butler covered his mouth and coughed.

    Xia Qiao thought about it, and quickly asked: "Butler Qin, are you sick?"

    Butler Qin waved his hand, "I'm fine!"

    It was only at this time that Xia Qiao noticed that Qin Butler's complexion was indeed not very good. His already cloudy eyes were very tired, and his lips were also very dry.

    "Cough cough cough cough!"

    While thinking about it, Qin Butler covered his mouth and started coughing again, with a painful expression on his face.

    Xia Qiao's eyes showed worry, "Butler Qin, I'll ask Dr. Mu to come over and show you!"

    "Thank you, young mistress, I'm fine! It's an old problem from before. I'll be fine after I take a rest. There's no need to call Dr. Mu!" Qin Butler refused.

    "Eldest young mistress go to rest, I'll go see the eldest master!"

    "Wait a minute! Butler Qin, go and rest. I'm young and have good physical strength. This little illness comes and goes quickly. I'll go see Pei Lichuan." Seeing Butler Qin like this, Xia Qiao couldn't bear it, so she said  .

    Although, she was extremely reluctant to find Pei Lichuan.

    She just escaped from him!

    Upon hearing the words, Butler Qin raised his gray eyebrows, and a slight smile appeared on his vicissitudes of life, "Thank you for your compassion, grandma, you will be troublesome."

    Seeing Butler Qin leave quickly, Xia Qiao felt like she was being tricked.

    "Hoohoo!" Xia Qiao did mental training, and waited until the heat on her face subsided before going back to find Pei Lichuan.

    The man had already put on his home clothes and was half lying on the bed.

    Looking at it at a glance, the clothes are neat, but the hair is wet, obviously not dried.

    Xia Qiao sighed secretly, took the towel and hair dryer and leaned over, "Wipe your hair!"

    "Hmm!" Pei Lichuan hummed lightly.

    Seeing him acting like you're doing it yourself, Xia Qiao held back her breath, bent down and covered his wet hair with a towel, and gently rubbed and dried the water droplets on it.

    Xia Qiao wanted to help him dry his hair, kneeling on the edge of the bed, and getting very close to him.

    The fragrance is tangy.

    And her scattered black hair always brushed across his face inadvertently, itching, like a feather brushing into his heart (Remember the website website: www.hlnovel.com
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