Chapter 10:

It was already evening when I returned to the rented apartment, and the orange-red setting sun passed through the white gauze curtains and spilled into the living room, adding a bit of bright color.
"You changed your shoes." Ning Mitang handed Mo Huai the newly bought slippers.
Mo Huai obediently changed into the blue slippers, and then he found the pink slippers from the bag and squatted down at Ning Mitang's feet.
"What do you want to do?" Ning Mitang was startled by his abrupt behavior.
"This, you also put it on." Mo Huai motioned to the pink slippers in his hand, "I will help you."
"Ah? Um...I can do it myself, don't bother you." Ning Mitang breathed a sigh of relief.
"Well."
After seeing Ning Mitang put on the pink slippers, Mo Huai's eyes flashed brightly. The bright white feet are whiter under the pink color, and the round and lovely toes are exposed, glowing with healthy pink, which is very beautiful. He looked down at the slippers on his feet, and at this moment he thought that these shoes were also pretty.
After shopping for an afternoon, Ning Mitang was already very hungry, so she hurried into the kitchen to make some food.
"eat a bit?"
At the dinner table, Ning Mitang was a little uncomfortable looking directly at Mo Huai's dark eyes.
"Don't eat." Mo Huai shook his head, "There is no taste." No matter how fragrant the food is, he can't taste any taste, and he doesn't need food to sustain his life.
Ning Mitang took a piece of fried meat and put it in her mouth, "No, it tastes just right."
"I can't taste any taste of food." Mo Huai replied with a serious expression.
Ning Mitang choked, this...could it be that the function of his body has not recovered? So unlike a normal person, she can't smell any of him?
"But." Mo Huai's words turned, his dark eyes staring at her brightly, "I can taste your blood is sweet."
Ning Mitang felt a little in her heart.
Mo Huai's delicate eyebrows were flying, and his expression satisfied, he described, "Very sweet and warm."
Unable to tremble, Ning Mitang hurriedly stopped his words: "I don't want to hear you describe the taste of my blood." In this way, she will have the illusion that she is his food, making her feel chilly.
Mo Huai sighed slightly, and the broken hair on his forehead fell against the brow. He wanted to share his feelings with her.
Time flies quickly. After eating, I cleaned up the things I bought. It was already dark. At night, Ning Mitang called Mo Huai into the bathroom.
"Open your mouth and let me see your teeth." Ning Mitang ordered directly.
"Why?" Mo Huai scratched his head.
"Look at how your teeth are, open your mouth quickly."
"Then, take a look at it carefully." Mo Huai opened his mouth obediently, afraid that Ning Mitang would not be able to see it. He also bent down intimately and approached her so that she could see clearly.
Ning Mitang glanced at his teeth. They were all white and neat. He didn't expect that a corpse for thousands of years would still have such perfect teeth. It was incredible.
"Okay. Now, I teach you how to brush your teeth."
Ning Mitang demonstrated how to squeeze toothpaste onto a toothbrush. "I heard that in ancient times, one end of Yang Zhi was bitten down and then dipped in medicine to wipe the teeth. But we modern people use toothpaste. Every morning after getting up , And before going to bed at night, you need to brush it again." She handed him the toothbrush dipped in toothpaste, "You follow me to brush."
Mo Huai followed Ning Mitang's actions, took a sip of water, then spit it out, putting the toothbrush in his mouth.
"You move lightly and swipe up and down. By the way, that's it..." Ning Mitang instructed him, "Oh, the foam can't be swallowed, I have to spit it out."
Ning Mitang saw Mo Huai's throat slid up and down, swallowed part of the foam, and quickly stopped.
Mo Huai turned his head and looked at her with cold black eyes, with a dazed expression and a ring of white foam on his mouth. That dull and cute look made Ning Mitang's heart and liver tremble.
She quickly turned her attention away, "Come, drink water, and spit it out."
Ning Mitang handed the cup full of water to Mo Huai's mouth. He took the posture of Ning Mitang, drinking in one mouthful, rinsing left and right, and then spit out the water obediently.
Not long after, after brushing his teeth, Mo Huai stood in front of the mirror and looked at himself with his teeth. He asked Ning Mitang, "Is it white?"
Ning Mitang couldn't laugh or cry, "White, so white that it blinds my eyes."
She packed her toothbrush and toothpaste and put it aside, and took out the shampoo and shower gel bought in the supermarket. "When you are going to take a bath, you should apply it on your body and wash it with clean water after foaming. For this shampoo, pour a little On the hair, rub and wash the hair when it foams, and then wash it off with water. Do you understand?"
The incandescent lamp in the bathroom was very bright, and Mo Huai lowered his head to see Ning Mitang's smooth forehead, as well as the white and delicate skin on his face, which could be broken by a blow, and the fine fluff was clearly visible under the light. His cold eyes became somewhat warm at this time, and his voice was hoarse, and he replied in a low voice: "I don't understand a bit, will you help me when I take a shower?"
Ning Mitang walked to the other side, helped him adjust the temperature of the water heater, and retorted casually, "No, you can do it yourself." How could she help him take a bath? When she thought of the scene, her white face turned red. .
"The water temperature is fine. I put the clothes and bath towels on the hooks. Wipe off the water on your body before putting on your clothes." After she explained, she hurriedly walked outside, it was too hot inside.
When she walked into the kitchen and poured a glass of ice water, Ning Mitang let out a deep sigh of relief, and the warmth on her face subsided. She felt more and more that she had done her mother's heart to Mo Huai.
In the living room, the TV was playing idol dramas, Ning Mitang looked down on her cell phone boredly, she watched the time again, it was almost nine o'clock, and the dormitory closed at ten o'clock, she needed to rush back before then.
At this time, the phone in his hand rang suddenly.
"Hey, Yoyo."
"Mitang, it's nine o'clock, that...Do you still need me to leave you the door tonight?" Jiang Youyou's voice came clearly.
"Of course, I'll be back later." Ning Mitang rubbed her forehead with a headache. Jiang Youyou thought Mo Huai was her boyfriend, and she didn't know how long she would hide it.
"Well, it seems you haven't indulged in your boyfriend's beauty." Jiang Youyou said haha. Everyone is an adult, especially when I saw her boyfriend naked and naked at Ning Mitang's house last time, I don't need to make it clear about things between lovers.
"What do you think, I..."
Hearing the bathroom door opened, Ning Mitang turned her head and looked around. Half of her words came to a halt. She took a deep breath, half ashamed and half angry, and then blurted out: "Why don't you wear clothes? ?"
"Hiss!" Jiang Youyou blinked in astonishment on the phone and joked, "I seem to have heard something indescribable?"
"I have something here, I'll talk about it later." Ning Mitang recovered, blushing, and quickly replied to the phone.
"I understand, I understand, in fact, you can't make it in time, and it's okay if you don't come back. It doesn't interfere with you, I'll hang up first." Jiang Youyou hung up the phone with interest.
Ning Mitang sighed and painted darker and darker. Even if she explained that Mo Huai was not her boyfriend in the future, it would be hard for Jiang Youyou to believe it.
Putting down the phone, she half-shielded her eyes, and asked the tall naked man standing in the corridor, "Didn’t you ask you to wear clothes? Why did you come out naked?" If you don’t know he is a mummy, yes After the corpse came back to life, she would really treat him as a perverted man.
In the corridor, you might see Ning Mitang's fierce expression and non-gentle tone. Mo Huai seemed to be a kid who had done something wrong, standing there, feeling a bit helpless. The wet hair was collapsing and pressed against his forehead. The drops of water slid down the tip of his nose. His eyes were bright and wet, his face was pale, and his voice was low, "The clothes are wet and uncomfortable."
Then, he added another sentence: "I don't like wearing clothes." He didn't like the feeling of being wrapped and bound by cloth at all. He didn't like it very much.
Ning Mitang felt the blood surge upwards, "If you don't wear clothes, at least you have to wrap your lower body with a bath towel. You can't be naked."
Mo Huai's reason is very strong: "I won't, you said when you were in the supermarket, come back and teach me."
After breathing, Ning Mitang really remembered this, so, was it her fault?
The atmosphere in the living room suddenly fell silent.
After a while of silence, Ning Mitang spoke, and her tone softened, "Wear if you don't like clothes. You can't walk around the room. You can't be naked, but you can be naked when you sleep."
Originally, he was stunned and worried that Ning Mitang was angry. Mo Huai was at a loss. At this moment, he realized that she was not angry. His eyes lit up, and his long legs stepped toward her, "Okay, I listen to you." ."
"Stop, get dressed and come back..."
When I returned to the dormitory downstairs, it happened just before the aunt the administrator closed the door.
Ning Mitang went up the stairs, remembering that Mo Huai was in the apartment when she heard the awkward appearance when she was about to leave. She couldn't help but smile and shook her head. She found that this mummy was a bit...sticky?
"Mitang, are you back?" Jiang Youyou saw Ning Mitang walking into the dormitory, and quickly put down the magazine in her hand and looked at her, "Hey, I thought you weren't coming back."
Ning Mitang gave her a look that she felt, and then asked, "How about the birthday?"
"It's boring, don't you know how many girls attended Brother Song's birthday party, even Su Xiaotong and Fang Ya came." Jiang Youyou flattened her mouth, "Watching a group of women scrambling for Senior Brother Song, It's boring to be polite with my face down. I left early. Fang Ya hasn't returned yet. I guess they have been playing all night."
Ning Mitang knew it, and she also knew that Song Jingchen was a man in the school, and there must be many people who admired him, "A gift?"
"Send it, Brother Song also asked why you suddenly didn't attend." Jiang Youyou winked at Ning Mitang and smiled: "I said directly that your boyfriend came to you, you didn't see it, Song Brother's face changed on the spot, so I said Brother Song likes you."
Ning Mitang was flabbergasted. She didn't have much contact with Senior Brother Song. She didn't meet more than one hand. The other party liked herself?