Chapter 23: In the night rain, Sadako appears
"You're going crazy!"
The incomparably clear voice startled him, and he immediately smiled and looked at the figure that was rushing towards him. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info
The next moment, one of his hands was tightly grasped by the big boy, and the top of his head was covered with an umbrella.
Chang Ting dragged him to the room, and muttered uncontrollably, "Is there anything I can't think of, I have to come out in the middle of the night to get drenched in the rain? Don't you know that this will be cold? It's really not worry-free!"
Hua Muhan was a lot taller than her, she had to raise her arms high, and deliberately covered most of the umbrella on him.
With a strong flick, Chang Ting's hand was thrown away, and anger flashed in those narrow phoenix eyes.
Chang Ting was stunned at first, but when he saw that his body had retreated into the rain, his stubborn temper also came up, and while covering him with an umbrella, he scolded loudly in anger: "Hua Muhan! Are you sick? If you want to abuse yourself, just say it, I'll go back to sleep immediately, and I won't even look at you!"
Hua Muhan was completely shocked by this stunned stupid boy. He was a five-year-old Sanssouci Valley, Duguyi let him live in the flower garden, and referred to the flower as his surname. He is now twenty-one years old, and in sixteen years, no one has dared to call him by his name, including Dugu Yi!
Chang Ting saw him staring at him with a cold expression, and while reaching out to pull his hand again, he was angry and annoyed, "On the surface, it looks quite steady, why is it so naΓ―ve?
The hand was ruthlessly thrown away again, and it was a little hard, and Changting almost slipped on the ground full of muddy water.
"I like it. Hua Muhan was obviously very displeased, and once again got out of the umbrella and strode towards the depths of the flower tree.
The fire in Changting's heart was lit!
That stinky boy has been like this since he was in middle school, and no one in the teachers or parents can subdue him, but he is afraid of himself, and he dares to take his wings and does not screw his ears off!
"I still like heavy snow, so should I freeze myself on the snowy mountain? There should be a degree of willfulness!" Chang Ting chased after him, roared angrily and grabbed his elbow, and looked up at him fearlessly, "There are many ways to like it, do you have to dedicate your body to it? When you are lingering on the sickbed, do you still have the strength to like the things you like? Do you still have the strength to be willful about the things you do?"
Hua Muhan's eyes narrowed slightly, the rain flowed down his chin coldly, and he secretly clenched his fists.
Chang Ting looked at the fine pimples on his face and neck that were aroused by the cold rain, and hurriedly stood on tiptoe and raised the umbrella above his head, ignoring the rain soaking half of her own body obliquely, her tone softened, like a coax, "Okay, let's get drenched, let's go back quickly." β
The burning anger was suppressed by the soft voice, and when the light of her eyes fell on the half of her shirt that was wet and clinging to the side of her body, it was completely extinguished.
Hua Muhan was dragged back to the room by the big boy like a child, and sat on the chair in front of the window drenched.
Changting flicked her wet sleeves and lit the candle, but when she glanced at the rebellious man, her face turned red.
Hua Muhan only wore a close-fitting thin silk shirt, which was drenched by the rain and stuck to her body transparently, and she could see clearly where she shouldn't be seen, especially under the reflection of this dim candle flame, it was extremely easy for people to think about it.
She turned around in a panic, lowered her head and hurried out of the room, "Wait, I'll boil water, I can't soak in the hot spring when it rains." β
"Dust and smoke will do. Hua Muhan opened his mouth low, his eyes were complicated, and his mood was even more complicated.
Chang Ting had already arrived at the door, and when he heard the voice, he stopped and turned around, but as soon as he saw the man who was tempting to commit a crime, he immediately staggered his gaze again, "Well, it's so late, how can you wake him up again." You wait a minute, I'll be ready soon......"
Before the words fell, the man had disappeared.
Hua Muhan sat there, the ground under his feet was soaked by the rain, but he didn't realize it, just stared at the door for a while.
She is definitely the first person who dares to call him by name and scold him.
He was so strange, Fang Cai, he didn't kill her with a single punch......
He just sat there wet and motionless, wordlessly watching the big boy come and go, carrying cold water and hot water for a while.
Changting was busy chattering, but she didn't notice it at all, and the dust and smoke had been following her like a shadow.
After she poured the last bucket of hot water into the tub, he tossed a stone in the palm of his left hand to the bottom of the stone steps, and then quietly returned to his room.
Changting put the bathtub in Hua Muhan's bedroom.
Seeing that everything was almost ready, he got up and walked into the room.
Chang Ting stretched out his fingers to test the temperature of the water, and was about to go out with an empty bucket, when he turned around and saw the man who was indifferently undressing.
The pectoral muscles and abdominal muscles are curved, resolute and strong......
She fled in a hurry and in a daze, and the barrel hit the door frame with a loud noise, which made her already red face even more red.
Hua Muhan frowned and looked back while undressing, "Stay and help me wash." β
Damn!
Chang Ting was really ashamed and embarrassed, buried his head deeply, and hurriedly closed the door of sin with trembling hands, Quan Dang didn't hear anything, "That...... What, you wash well inside, I'll guard the door for you outside!"
Hua Muhan secretly felt funny, there were only three of them in the entire falling flower garden, and all of them were men, what was there to keep.
Chang Ting carried the bucket in one hand and pressed the pounding little heart in the other, leaning against the door and listening carefully to the movements inside. It wasn't until there was a sound of water that she breathed a sigh of relief, and her body went limp, and she sat on the ground at the door.
"Is the water hot enough?"
As soon as the words came out, she regretted slapping her mouth several times. If he says it's not hot enough, let yourself in and send some more, and you won't be alive!
Hold your breath and listen for a long time, but there is only the sound of water in the room, and no answer is heard. She let out a long breath again, and didn't speak, which was naturally just the right meaning.
For a while, it seemed that all that was left in the world was the sound of rain outside the room and the sound of water in the room.
Chang Ting stabilized his mind and sat there, twisting the wet half of his shirt as he began to self-examine, "Lord, I'm really sorry, I'm too anxious and too straightforward, what I said was too straightforward, if I make you angry, you have a lot of adults, don't be like me." Actually, I was afraid that you would catch a cold, so I was so rude, and everything was done with good intentions. β