Coming out of Sun Mo's house, the heavy rain had already died out, and only some drizzle was scattered scattered. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Guan Mufeng didn't have an umbrella, the rain wet his eyebrows, washing his eyes brighter, and there seemed to be a hint of anticipation.

As soon as he arrived at the door, he saw a figure curled up under the porch at a glance, and he couldn't help frowning, and walked over with a quickened pace.

He squatted down and looked at the little face that was sleeping heavily, his calm eyes suddenly softened, and he was a little helpless.

How can you fall asleep anywhere?

Sighing, he reached out and put his hand under her arms and legs, gently picking her up.

Not... Seems heavy?

There was a hint of relief in his eyes, only then he frowned.

The keys are still in my pocket, how do I get them?

There was a rare look of embarrassment on his face.

"First... Sir!" At this time, Qiao Yingying woke up and looked at him in surprise.

"The key is in my left pocket, you take it. His face was pale, and he commanded.

“... Oh" Qiao Yingying was stunned, stretched out her hand and touched Guan Mufeng's waist a few times, and after finding the position of the pocket, she reached in.

The pockets were a little deep, and Qiao Yingying tried to fumble inside, and her little hands scurried around to find the key.

The fabric of the pants is very thin, Guan Mufeng's waist, abdomen and legs seem to have a strange little insect crawling around, bursting numb, his breathing is gradually getting heavier, and his eyes are getting darker and darker.

Qiao Yingying finally touched the key, her hand pulled out of her pocket, and her soft fingertips accidentally crossed the base of his thigh.

Guan Mufeng's arm suddenly shook slightly, and he almost couldn't hold her.

"Sir, the key!" Qiao Yingying held the key in front of him.

Guan Mufeng looked at her deeply, and his voice was a little depressed.

"Open the door. ”

"Oh. Qiao Yingying obediently inserted the key into the hole and opened the door.

Guan Mufeng carried her into the house, changed her shoes on the spot, and carried her to the sofa.

When they put her down, both of them were stunned.

It seems like where... Something is wrong?

The numbness in his body had not completely subsided, he coughed lightly in disguise, stood up, looked at her condescendingly, and frowned, "Locked yourself out of the door?"

Qiao Yingying was really distracted, and pouted aggrievedly: "I went out to throw garbage, and the wind blew the door shut." I had to wait outside for my husband to come back. ”

Guan Mufeng was about to say something more, when he saw Qiao Yingying suddenly sit up from the sofa and look at herself, her little face was full of serious and happy expressions.

"Sir, I love that tablet, thank you sir!" she said with her eyebrows curled.

The corners of Guan Mufeng's lips hooked slightly, and asked, "Do you know how to use it?" Do you need me to teach you?"

Qiao Yingying nodded again and again: "Yes, I'll go get it." ”

She hurriedly put on her slippers, ran upstairs to take down the tablet, and handed it to Guan Mufeng.

"Sir, there's a lot of stuff I don't know how to use here. She blushed and whispered.

Guan Mufeng raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "It's okay, I've been mentally prepared." ”

He sat down on the sofa, and Qiao Yingying consciously leaned over to him, staring at his slender fingers jumping on the screen.

"Drag your finger up and down on the right side of the screen to quickly adjust the brightness of the screen. Adjust the volume on the left..."

After he finished talking about a function, he asked Qiao Yingying to try it out by herself. The two have been teaching and learning together for a long time, and they have cultivated a tacit understanding, and they learn very smoothly.

Qiao Yingying stretched out her fingers to try to draw on the drawing tool, her little head came over, and her entire upper body was in front of Guan Mufeng, very close.