What is she afraid of? Faced with this problem, Mu Xiaoqi did not know how to answer it.

But what she knows is that she's a little dry at the moment. Well, yeah, there's a little heartbeat.

"I..." Mu Xiaoqi's breathing was a little urgent, she did not answer the question: "Now that you have finished washing, why don't you go yet?"

"It's time to go, but..." Nightscape eyes with a light behind them, but also sparkling God: "You are blocking the door, how can I go? Maybe..."

Suddenly, he leaned forward and leaned over his ear. "Don't you want me to go?"

"Who! Who doesn't want you to go?...