Lei Ling spread his hands: "You forgot to wash my hair for me." ”

At that moment, Xiao Beiyuan felt that a scumbag with a habit of cleanliness really should die.

Five minutes later, Lei Ling sat on the stool, leaned back, and lay on Xiao Bei's lap.

Xiao Beiyuan scooped up a scoop of water from the basin, poured it on his head, took the shampoo, and then began to rub it.

Obviously, neither of the two of them spoke, but Lei Ling damn felt that the atmosphere was good.

He was lying on Xiao Bei's lap, her hair brushing his face from time to time, and he could clearly see her goose egg face, slender eyebrows, small upturned nose, and her slender neck, and even her protruding collarbone.

In fact, her facial features are very good-looking, in the words of the old lady, she is the appearance of a rich and noble person, I don't know how many times stronger than Bai Yuling. But he has always taken this as a joke, and in his mind, no woman can compare with Bai Yuling.

But now, he was lying on Xiao Bei's lap, and she was washing his hair, and he suddenly felt that she was indeed quite pleasing to the eye.

Uncle Lei closed his eyes and enjoyed the feeling of Xiao Beikite's fingers interspersed in his hair, as soft as a feather, scratching his heart and hooking the softest piece of meat on his heart.

In fact, except for the tension, the two of them got along well during this time. Xiao Beiyuan is at the two extremes, and when she is provoked, she can be said to be revenge, and her means of counterattack can be described as brutal. But she behaved, as in this moment, and she calmly helped him wash his hair...... At this moment, she gave him the feeling that it was like a soft, sweet, fragrant candy wrapped in a layer of beautiful candy wrapper, not aggressive at all.

She is soft, and his heart is soft.

A voice sounded overhead: "Don't move......"

Lei Ling opened his eyes and moved his shoulders: "Itchy." ”

Xiao Beiyuan didn't understand: "What?"

Lei Ling grinned: "The neck is itchy and uncomfortable, help me scratch it." ”

He always has the ability to make her push her limits again and again, helping him take off his pants and put them on, help him wipe his body, help him wash his hair, and help him tickle. Xiao Beiyuan didn't have the habit of keeping nails, so he scratched it, but the uncle was not satisfied: "You scratch the kitten, use some force...... Hmm, you want to murder Qingfu, don't you?"

"If you say one more word, believe it or not, I'll beat you up?"

Lei Ling snorted twice like a pig, and was speechless, because he suddenly noticed that there was a small thing dangling in front of his eyes.

The frequency of the shaking remained the same, the frequency of his blinking was the same, and soon he was a little drowsy, feeling the face in front of him gradually blur.

He felt himself lying on the warm grass, the breeze blowing into his every pore. He felt like he was floating on a blue sponge, surrounded by small colored fish, and they were swimming with him, and he closed his eyes comfortably, and just wanted to sleep like this.

Suddenly, the small fish around him scattered in horror, something sharp bit his foot, and he opened his eyes suddenly, and there was an enlarged face in front of him.

Xiao Beiyuan was taken aback by his appearance: "What's wrong with you?"

Lei Ling grabbed her necklace, and before she could see it clearly, she seemed to be dragged by him by seven inches, and suddenly knocked off his hand, stuffed the necklace into her clothes, and said in a displeased tone: "What are you doing?"

"I just ......"

Xiao Beiyuan helped him up: "You fell asleep just now." ”

Lei Ling shook his head: "No, it's your necklace dangling in front of my eyes, I feel very sleepy when I look at it, and then I dream of a lot of small fish, colorful, especially beautiful......"

Xiao Beiyuan was amused by his words: "My necklace seems to be magical, do you want to blow your hair?"

"You blow it for me. ”

Xiao Beiyuan sighed, helped him sit on the stool, took out the hair dryer and plugged it in, and aimed it at his head.

Lei Ling was still puzzled by the scene just now, and after thinking for a while, he couldn't figure it out, so he simply didn't think about it.

When he didn't think about it, his consciousness was focused on his head, and he couldn't help but concentrate, because Xiao Beiyuan made him so comfortable, and he had to wonder if she had specialized in helping people wash and blow their hair before.

After serving the uncle, and then helping him to the bed, Xiao Beiyuan was tired and sweating. She took her makeup bag and tossed in the bathroom for nearly an hour, thinking that Lei Ling should be asleep, but who knew that when she came out, she saw the guy leaning on the head of the bed and looking at her.

"What are you doing?"