Green Tea Beauty In Seventies (MTL) ✓

CHAPTER 17

    "Fixed." Lu Jinhe picked it up and planned to leave.

    Chen Xuewen hurriedly kept him: "Captain Lu, Lin Yan said that it was too late to trouble you, and I was overwhelmed. She is going to cook ginger soup now, and let you drink a bowl of ginger soup before leaving."

    Lu Jinhe's movements stopped and said nothing. , But still put the □□ down.

    Lin Yan soon brought the cooked ginger soup, and she brought it directly to her room. It's one thing that Xu Aizhen's room is too small to hold so many people, and she doesn't bother to listen to Zhang Xiaojia's cold talk.

    After the roof was repaired, there was no rain. Fortunately, Lin Yan woke up in time, only a small part of the house was wet.

    Sitting on a chair, Lu Jinhe glanced at the furnishings in the room, which was simple but very clean.

    Lin Yan put the ginger soup into a bowl, and the educated youths are all familiar with it and are no longer polite.

    Lin Yan held a towel in one hand and a bowl of ginger soup in the other hand. He walked to Lu Jinhe and handed it to him: "I just moved here and my things have not been sorted out. Captain Lu, thank you so much today, on your face. It's all rain. Wipe it with a towel first, and then warm up after drinking the ginger soup."

    Her voice was soft, and she smiled at him . When she laughed, her eyebrows were crooked, strangely beautiful.

    Lu Jinhe glanced at her, said, "It's okay," and took the towel and bowl, but his eyes were accidentally swept across her chest. The clothes on her chest were wet. Although she was wearing a coat outside, she couldn't stop it.

    In other places, the light is dim and nothing can be seen. But Lu Jinhe was sitting at the table, and there was a candle on the table, and he noticed it all at once through the light of the candle.

    The material of the clothes is a little light, and it's okay when dry, but a little translucent when wet.

    He vaguely seemed to see something, and his body stiffened.

    Then he rolled his face quickly and didn't look at it anymore.

    He can be regarded as a gentleman. He has never done anything deliberately looking at the chest of a little girl's house. It was just an accident.

    Although it was an accident, he was still a little uncomfortable.

    With a dry cough, he wiped his face with a towel on his side. The towel was goose yellow with a faint scent, the same as the smell on Lin Yan's body. I don't know what she wiped, how could it be so fragrant.

    Lu Jinhe felt like he was scratched by a cat, and he quickly returned the towel to Lin Yan.

    Lin Yan took the towel, but couldn't help but raise the corner of her mouth. When Lu Jinhe wiped her face with her towel just now, she obviously noticed his movements. She should have discovered that this towel was used by her.

    It wasn't that she did this deliberately, but because of the lack of supplies these years, she had two towels in total, one to wipe her face and the other to wipe her body.

    This towel was used by her to wipe her face. Lu Jinhe came to repair the roof for her, so it was soaked. She couldn't just look at the water on his face. It was so uncomfortable.

    It is even more impossible to give him a towel to wipe his body.

    She had been observing him. Lu Jinhe was sitting and she was standing. From her perspective, Lu Jinhe's face was hidden in the half-light of the candle, his facial features were deep and three-dimensional, and his lips were a little thin. After drinking the soup, water stains are left on the pale lips.