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"Take the luggage to the room. The clothes will be sorted tomorrow. Now go to wash and get ready to rest."

Lu Ling looked at Xia Jiaoyang who turned around, his handsome face was still expressionless, but there was a trace of unclear emotion in Xia Jiaoyang's eyes that Xia Jiaoyang didn't dare to look at, it was always there.

They are both grown men and women, living in the same room like this, even the best friends would feel embarrassed...

Xia Jiaoyang, who was standing by the sink, looked at the water droplets dripping from his face in the mirror, and exhaled.

He reached for the facial cleanser, squeezed some out, and kneaded the milky white paste into a fine foam in the palm of his hand, then poured it on his face, rubbed it lightly for a while, and then rinsed off the foam with clean water.

After Xia Jiaoyang washed his face, he reached for a dry towel to dry his face. His gaze inadvertently passed over the pile of bottles and cans on the sink, and then stopped.

From facial cleanser to skin care products, to mask oil, toothpaste and toothbrush, everything she used was bought by Lu Ling for her.

Lu Ling never asked her which brand of things she used, but on the second day she lived in Lu Ling's villa, all these things appeared in front of her, and most importantly, they were very suitable for her use.

By accident, Xia Jiaoyang picked up a small golden bottle and looked at it. After a while, she frowned and put the bottle back, and brought a bag of facial masks from the side.

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Lu Ling was injured and couldn't move around, and he didn't let his servant follow him, so it was only natural that Xia Jiaoyang really became Lu Ling's little maid now.

In the narrow bathroom, Xia Jiaoyang was wearing a mask like a ghost, with only his eyes, nostrils and mouth exposed, smilingly twisting the towel for Lu Ling. Lu Ling stood aside, looking back and forth at Xia Jiaoyang, but he didn't say anything mocking. And it seems that there is still a bit of joy.

"Don't you think I'm scary?" Xia Jiaoyang shook out the towel and handed it to Lu Ling.

Lu Ling took the towel, glanced at Xia Jiaoyang who was wearing a mask, didn't say anything, wiped his face with one hand, and handed it to Xia Jiaoyang.

The more time I spend with Lu Ling recently, Xia Jiaoyang is used to Lu Ling's indirect indifference from time to time. Let this guy get warm, and he can pull you to say a lot of heart-warming words; but when you talk to him properly Well, he ignored people again, with a cold face as if he didn't hear it, and didn't respond at all.

"Did you treat your ex-girlfriend like this too?" Xia Jiaoyang couldn't figure it out, so he asked.

The girl who went grocery shopping with Lu Ling last time, how could she bear such a tempered man?

Lu Ling was taken aback, looking at Xia Jiaoyang's face with the mask on. Although the thin mask paper was only one layer, Lu Ling couldn't see Xia Jiaoyang's expression clearly.

It's rare that Lu Ling explained to someone for the second time in his life, and the object is still Xia Jiaoyang.

"I don't have a girlfriend." Lu Ling said.

"what?"

Xia Jiaoyang became curious, and tore off the mask paper on his face. At this moment, his crystal-clear skin looked as if it could only be broken by blowing bombs.

"No? Last time, at the supermarket—"

"I don't have a girlfriend!" Lu Ling interrupted Xia Jiaoyang and reiterated again.

He thought for a while, turned his head away unnaturally, there seemed to be two blushes on his fair face, "I have had women, but I have never had a girlfriend, Xia Xia, I just want you to be my girlfriend."

Xia Jiaoyang: "..."

In the narrow bathroom, Xia Jiaoyang and Lu Ling's bodies were not far apart, probably less than an arm's length away. Lu Ling's shy expression gave Xia Jiaoyang a great shock.

Xia Jiaoyang had no doubts at all, Lu Ling didn't lie, because he didn't need to lie to her, and Xia Jiaoyang had known Lu Ling for so long, and indeed he had never heard of Lu Ling having a girlfriend.