Chapter 720: 723 Huanhuan be good, don’t cry (11)_1
Seeing the call was from Wen Nuan, Qin Huan answered, "Nuannuan, if you have class tomorrow—"
Wen Nuan tried to sound as relaxed as she could, "No, Sister Huanhuan, I meant to remind you to bring the Regimental Commander with you when you come."
"The Regimental Commander?"
Qin Huan was stunned, "The Regimental Commander isn’t here."
Wen Nuan puffed up her cheeks, "Sister Huanhuan, the Regimental Commander has gone back to Nanyuan Villa."
"Oh, I got it. See you tomorrow then."
After hanging up, Qin Huan sat there, holding the phone and spacing out for a while. She glanced at the location feature, her finger touched it, and then quickly moved away.
She opened the AppStore, downloaded a music player, found the fetal education music, added all tracks to the playlist, set it to loop, and placed it on the pillow.
She listened with all seriousness, mostly piano pieces, not really knowing what she was hearing.
After an indefinite amount of time, she heard noise at the door and thought he had returned. The next second, the door was forcefully pushed open.
A dark shadow pounced at her like lightning.
Before Qin Huan could recover her wits, a big fluffy thing had already burrowed into her embrace.
Not until the Regimental Commander licked her hand did Qin Huan lower her head to look at him, "Missed me?"
The Regimental Commander barked twice, loud and clear.
Qin Huan rubbed the Regimental Commander’s head and, while looking at him, patted the spot next to her, "Come up here, climb up."
The Regimental Commander looked up, hesitated for a moment, wagged his tail, and turned into the bathroom.
After watching for a while, Qin Huan slipped on her slippers, got off the bed, and went to help the Regimental Commander take a bath.
It had been a long time since the Regimental Commander had been pampered like this; he lay in the bathtub, almost falling asleep from comfort.
It wasn’t until Qin Huan gave a firm pat on his head, saying, "That’s enough," that the Regimental Commander opened his doggy eyes and looked at Qin Huan, affectionately scraping his paws against her.
Qin Huan smiled, grabbed a white towel, and wiped the Regimental Commander’s paws as if drying a child’s hands.
The Regimental Commander looked at Qin Huan, and with water droplets on his tail, lifted it close to her face and shook vigorously.
Qin Huan, splashed with droplets all over her face, couldn’t help but exclaim, "Bad dog!"
The Regimental Commander looked at Qin Huan, as if he could sense her unhappiness, and swept her hand with his tail.
Qin Huan grabbed the towel, covering the Regimental Commander’s head, and rubbed the water from his fur.
The Regimental Commander simply laid on his back, all four paws reaching out to hug Qin Huan’s arm.
After drying him off, Qin Huan poked the Regimental Commander’s head with a finger, "You, you!"
She stood up to get the hairdryer, plugged it in, and then, recalling an article that said hairdryers emit the most radiation, she looked down at her belly, still flat, and unplugged it.
The Regimental Commander watched her with wide eyes, as if asking why?
Qin Huan put down the hairdryer, came back, squatted down, and tugged the Regimental Commander’s ear. "Huanhuan is carrying a little baby; radiation isn’t good for her. We can’t use the hairdryer. Can I wipe you dry instead?"
The Regimental Commander seemed to understand her words and calmed down considerably.
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When Huo Jinnan returned, as he approached the bedroom, he heard the relaxing and soft piano music. Gently pushing open the door, he saw Qin Huan asleep against the pillow, with the Regimental Commander squatting there, his eyes wide open, staring at Che Huan, as if guarding her.
As the door creaked open, the Regimental Commander perked up his ears, looked back at Huo Jinnan, and his expression instantly became rich with emotion; he arched his back and hopped towards the direction of the balcony.
His movements were somewhat large and woke Qin Huan. Seeing Huo Jinnan, her breathing became uneven, "You’re back?"
