Chapter 1792: Did They Think She Was a Weakling? (22)
Chapter 1792: Did They Think She Was a Weakling? (22)
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
"Be- be careful not to get your pee on my shoes."
Lu Nanze: …
"Shut up!" the man said.
"Ok."
When he was finally done, the man gave her a dirty look and said, "I’m done."
Qiao Yiyi nodded and, when she turned around, saw that he was trying to get dressed. When he spotted her turning around, he jumped in fright and barked, "What are you staring at?"
She replied, "Didn’t you say you were done?"
Lu Nanze: …
He pulled his pants up hastily and then reached out to place a hand on Qiao Yiyi so that she could help him get back to bed.
But the moment he reached for her, the girl dodged him.
He shot a puzzled look at her and she said, "Mr. Lu, you haven’t washed your hands."
Lu Nanze: …!!
Now his expression was darker than the stormy skies.
He almost shouted at her, "How am I to wash my hand if you don’t help me?!"
After all, the urinal was some distance away from the wash basin.
The b*tch, how dare she?
Qiao Yiyi turned to look at the wash basin and grimaced. Then she looked at the man’s hand.
She couldn’t get out of her mind what he had just been doing with that hand.
But Lu Nanze was right. If she didn’t help him over to the wash basin, how was he going to wash his hands?
She pondered it for a moment before she extended her hand and, in a most disgusted manner, gingerly took the man’s
Lu Nanze: …!!
What the hell was that look on her face?
Lu Nanze seethed with anger.
But he could only go along with it.
When they got to the wash basin, the man couldn’t refrain himself from playing a mischievous trick. As he withdrew his hand, he brushed it against the back of her hand.
She froze immediately.
Then she lowered her head and stared at the back of her hand with an expression of disbelief.
That look on her face as she choked filled Lu Nanze with satisfaction, and he smirked triumphantly.
She looked like a bristling cat, as she stood there at a complete loss as to what to do with that hand.
While he started to casually wash his hand, she also turned on the tap of the other basin at full blast, frantically soaping and rinsing her hands.
Lu Nanze: …
Lu Nanze’s expression darkened even further. Was his hand full of germs? How dare this woman act so contemptuous?
To think she had even said she liked him.
He snorted and noticed Qiao Yiyi throw him a glance before she continued vigorously washing her hands.
He couldn’t help but ask, "Did you lie about liking me?"
Qiao Yiyi halted.
She turned to him immediately, blinking her spirited and large eyes, and said, "Mr. Lu, have you ever liked a girl?"
Lu Nanze nodded.
"If you like a girl, does it mean that you also wouldn’t mind her poop?"
Lu Nanze: …!!
Qiao Yiyi sighed and continued, "Just like mothers love their babies and like changing their diapers, does it mean they don’t have to wash their hands after changing their diapers?"
Lu Nanze: …
He realized that Qiao Yiyi, her sharp tongue, made her very similar to Traceless.
He was dumbfounded by the girl’s reasoning. When she was done washing her own hands, she held his arm and said, "So liking you and minding you are two separate matters, isn’t it so?"