Chapter 936: Chapter 945: Caring (5)
Qiao Mo wanted to hide in the bathroom to avoid the fiery gazes from others.
But the pants had slipped halfway down her legs, covering her feet, leaving her stuck—unable to take them off, put them on, or even move. She stood there, extremely awkward!
Twenty minutes passed, her face flushed red from holding back, and finally she erupted: "Fu Nancheng! Are you blind?"
Fu Nancheng said calmly, "Not blind, I can see clearly. It seems your hip measurement increased a bit after giving birth to our son."
"You! You... You!"
Qiao Mo stammered a few "you"s but couldn’t finish her sentence, almost spitting blood in anger.
"Are you going to help or not?"
"You really want me to help?"
Qiao Mo gritted her teeth, eager to shower and tell a story to their child, but had been struggling with her clothes for almost an hour. This man just had to annoy her on purpose!
In this house, who else could she ask for help but him!
Fu Nancheng walked forward slowly, first very slowly taking off Qiao Mo’s jeans.
The edges of the jeans rubbed against her delicate skin, tickling a bit, and Qiao Mo closed her eyes, enduring it.
No choice, since her hands wouldn’t obey her.
In a few seconds, a pair of big hands slid up from her waist, slowly undoing her buttons.
"Fu Nancheng, you’re doing this on purpose, aren’t you! Hurry up!"
Seeing the man obviously taking advantage, Qiao Mo had to endure and plead kindly.
As soon as Qiao Mo finished speaking, Fu Nancheng suddenly quickened his movements. Qiao Mo wasn’t prepared, and with a swoosh, her pants fell to the floor, as if teasing her on purpose.
Qiao Mo’s face turned bright red, and she turned around to slap Fu Nancheng hard.
Fu Nancheng laughed lightly as he pulled her into his arms: "I’m being so kind, and you resort to violence. That’s excessive."
"Shameless!" Qiao Mo glared at him angrily, raising her fist to punch.
Fu Nancheng grabbed her small hand and said softly, "You told me to hurry up."
"You!"
He raised an eyebrow, looking utterly unbothered: "See... If I don’t listen to you, you get angry. If I do listen, you still get angry. Women really are unpredictable."
To avoid things getting out of hand, Qiao Mo hurriedly distanced herself from him.
After glaring at him, since she couldn’t out-talk him.
In a fit of anger, she turned and ran to the bathroom.
Yet Fu Nancheng pulled her back: "Where are you running? You’re not done undressing yet!"
"No need to trouble Young Master Fu, I’ll handle it myself, self-reliance is key."
"You can undress yourself?" Fu Nancheng feigned surprise.
Qiao Mo squeezed out some words through clenched teeth: "I can!"
"Oh~ So when you called me to help earlier, it was actually to... seduce me?"
"You bastard! How dare you bully me!"
Seeing she couldn’t win against him, Qiao Mo bit hard on his neck, and ran into the bathroom without looking back, refusing to ask him for help again.
But thinking about it, knowing that for at least the next two months, life would probably go on like this, her face couldn’t help but blush.
Really... of all things, why break the right arm.
Clearly, it’s giving someone the perfect opportunity to take advantage!
Probably, he’ll say she purposely chose to break the right arm just to take advantage of him.
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After a laborious shower, getting dressed became another challenge.
Because with one hand she couldn’t dry her hair completely, leaving her often wet and making dressing even harder.
After struggling for ten minutes, Qiao Mo unwillingly had to call out for someone.
She was certain that someone must have been outside pretending to play dumb, unwilling to come in unless she called him.
