Wash, bath??
At the end of a kiss, hearing this word, Xiaoyan felt that it was very difficult not to be crooked, and her blank brain had a touch of color.
Seeing the little girl's face full of consternation, her eyes full of strange looks, Han Qing knew that she might want to be crooked, so she could only explain in a soft voice.
"Take a bath and calm down."
"Oh, oh..." Xiaoyan nods in a dull way, and then walks towards the bathroom.
The bathroom is in front of you to see the place, so Xiaoyan went in and closed the door automatically.
After blocking everything outside, Xiao Yan looked into the mirror.
Her face in the mirror was red, because she had just had a kiss, so her lips were also red. She looked at the mirror for a long time, then slowly reached out and touched her lips with her fingertips.
Is it her delusion?
Just now, did Han Qing kiss her? What's more, it's not the kind of Pro that dragonflies skimming the water. It's totally
Compared with the previous attack, this kind of kiss is as strong as her ten sneak attacks.
Is it fake? Either she is dreaming, or she is dreaming!
Xiao Yan suddenly stretched out his hand and pinched his cheek. As a result, she suddenly changed her face and breathed out her voice. However, she quickly thought of something. She covered her mouth and widened her eyes in amazement.
Han Qing will hear her cry so close?
Xiao Yan swallows the pain back into his stomach, then opens the flower sprinklers and stands under the hot water.
Before those dirty ideas all disappeared, we have to say that Han Qing really kiss just right, she is now full of eyes are occupied by that kiss.
Xiao Yan put her hand over her cheek.
I don't know how long it took to wash. There was a knock on the door outside.
Xiao Yan was nervous and turned off the shower, but she didn't dare to make a sound.
"I'll hang my clothes at the door and go out. You remember to take them."
After that is the sound of plastic bags, and then Han Qing's footsteps go away. Xiaoyan hears the bedroom door being taken.
After a moment's hesitation, she stepped forward barefoot, quietly opened the door a crack, and reached for the bag.
In the bag is a thick black shirt, only a look at the face of small face red.
There's no other man here. Is this his lining? Did he give her his shirt? Xiaoyan bit her lower lip, and felt a little uneasy.
What to do? Is she going to wear it?
But is it too much to wear his shirt?
However, the reality can not tolerate Xiaoyan hesitation, because her clothes have been soiled by the soil, and after coming in, they are wet by water.
Maybe she shouldn't have come in for a shower.
How are you doing now?
After dragging for a long time, Xiao Yan dried herself and put on the black shirt.
Han Qing is tall, Xiaoyan is petite, and her two white knees are covered tightly after her shirt is put on, and the color is deep, so she can't see anything clearly.
After looking in the mirror for a while, Xiaoyan was relieved.
She took a deep breath, then opened the bathroom door and went out.
The room was quiet, only her own breath. She walked through the room barefoot, leaving a row of white water footprints.
"Finished?"
The cold man's voice came from the door, scared Xiaoyan, and then subconsciously stretched his hand ring in front of him.
This action let Han Qing some embarrassment, he pursed thin lips, look unnaturally away from the eyes, "there is a coat on the sofa, put it on."
Now Xiaoyan is a puppet with string, and the person carrying the string is Han Qing. Basically, she will do whatever he says.
So after listening to Han Qing's words, Xiaoyan went to the sofa and put on the coat.
The coat is a spring style, especially light and light style. It relieves Xiaoyan a lot of embarrassment after wearing it.
after seeing her wear the coat, Han Qing comes in with a pair of slippers and bends down to her feet, with a low voice: "no extra shoes, just wear mine first."
Hearing this, Xiaoyan bowed her head. In front of her was a pair of light gray indoor men's slippers. Men's size was much larger than women's, and Xiaoyan's feet left a lot of space after wearing them.
"I wear yours. What about you?"
Xiao Yan looked at him, he didn't wear shoes.
Strange, is there only one pair of shoes in this room?
Perhaps Han Qing saw her idea and answered her concerns in a low voice.
"There are few here, so there is only one pair."
Finish saying, Han Qing stretched out his hand to hold her thin arm, "come and apply medicine."
She was dragged by Han Qing to the sofa and sat down. Then she watched him open the medicine box, took out the wound medicine from it, and wiped the wound on her face first.
He rubbed carefully, and because they were close together, their breath was entangled from time to time. Xiao Yan could only control herself as much as possible to avoid spraying her breath on each other's face.After wiping her face, Han Qing looked at her and asked.
"Where did you get hurt?"
Xiao Yan is frozen in place, on the body? Is he going to wipe his own body? In fact She didn't seem to be hurt at all, because Han Qing appeared in time, so she only got a slap in the face and was torn off her clothes. Besides these, she was not hurt in any other way.
But just now when I took a shower, my back was a little spicy. I don't know if it was because of rubbing against the wall.
However, it was the back after all, she could not tell Han Qing.
Can't you take off your shirt and let him wipe his back?
Han Qing looked at the little girl's reddish cheek for a long time. Suddenly, she thought of something and asked in a deep voice, "inconvenient?"
Xiaoyan nodded stupidly, and then quickly shook his head, "no, it's not inconvenient, I I'm not hurt. "
Hearing this, Han Qing frowned. When he passed by, he saw that the little girl was pressed on the rough wall. The little girl's skin was tender and could not have been hurt.
However, it is really inconvenient for men and women to be different.
Han Qing handed her the medicine: "can you rub it? This medicine is good for wound healing, can reduce inflammation and relieve pain. If it can be wiped as much as possible, I will help you
“…… No, I'll do it myself. "
Help is impossible to let him help, Xiaoyan can only quickly take the medicine, and then get up to go to the bathroom.
When applying the medicine, Xiaoyan found that the wound was on the back. It was really difficult to wipe the medicine, but it could not be applied evenly. Moreover, the strength was not easy to control. If you were not careful, you would scratch the wound.
But she insisted on finishing.
Just after applying the medicine, Xiaoyan felt that her wound was aggravated.
She put on her clothes and went out and returned the medicine bottle to Han Qing.
"Done?"
Xiao Yan nodded awkwardly.
"Well..."
After the wound was treated, the two were speechless. After calming down, Xiaoyan felt embarrassed, but Han Qing handed over her mobile phone.
"It's getting late. Call your aunt and report your safety."
Xiao Yan woke up like a dream and nodded: "good."
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