Chapter 1163

"Maybe it's not a mystery. It's just blind. Like me, if I'm not blind, how could I ever believe you?"

"In retrospect, it's terrible to be blind. Fortunately, I've recovered my vision. I'm so glad."

Zhan Muqian's steps stopped for half a second, but he soon continued to walk out without turning back.

Mian Mian sighed after he left.

She never felt alive. It was such a tiring thing.

Especially living beside Zhan Muqian.

……

She leaned on the bed for a long time, but at last she thought it was ridiculous to be a fool.

She climbed out of bed barefoot, turned on the bedside lamp on the other side, and then drew some paper towels to try to clean up the porridge he had poured into the bed.

Porridge is not very hot, but she can't handle the sticky beach properly.

Cotton has never done any housework since it was small. It can be said that she hasn't washed a cup. She really doesn't know what to do when the sheets and quilts are made like this

She looked at the time. It was almost 12 o'clock.

Aunt Qiao should have had a rest.

Other servants should have a rest, too. She doesn't want to go downstairs and ask aunt Qiao to help her.

In particular, it seems to be just a small matter. She thinks she may have a way to deal with it.

Mian Mian ran to the bathroom to find some clean towels, but after a long time of struggling, he was covered with sticky porridge stains, but the quilt seemed to be getting more and more confused.

Gradually, the girl's eyes were red and she stared helplessly at the mess. She didn't know how to deal with it.

She was born with the habit of cleanliness, and it was like tormenting her soul to spend a night in the face of such messy and dirty bedding.

Her obsessive-compulsive disorder is doomed to make her unable to sleep well.

And Zhan Muqian may be determined by this, so he will do it on purpose.

Otherwise, she could not think of any need for this man to make such a childish move.

She had never faced such a helpless and stupid situation.

After more than ten minutes of tossing, I finally sat on the carpet holding my knees in anger.

Want to cry.

She wants to cry.

Why is her life so bad.

…………

In the master bedroom next door.

A loud bang.

Jiang ran was surprised and happy to see the man who appeared at the door of the bedroom without warning.

The man's face was expressionless and kicked the door closed.

Jiang Ran's heart and hair trembled, and he was excited and nervous.

With the girl's uneasy mood, she hurriedly climbed down from the big bed to meet her

"Are you going to have a rest, sir? Would you like to have a snack? Would you like some milk before bed? "

She had never tried to take care of this king like man so close, nervous and afraid that she could not do it properly.

However, Zhan Muqian even gave her half a look.

Bypass the woman and walk to the sofa.

He lay on the sofa, keeping his eyes shut.

Jiang was stunned, obviously a little lost, saying, "you don't need me to serve you, sir?"

The man who lies on his back and keeps his eyes closed ordered in a cold voice, "go to bed and play with yourself. Shout louder, and listen clearly next door."

“……” Jiang Ran's nose is sour, his eyes are red and full of humiliation.

"Sir..."

"What?"

She was biting her lips and asked reluctantly, "did you accept me for the show next door?"

"You can go now if you don't want to."