"Aren't you sleepy?" After eating, Qi Huange rubbed her eyes and asked Liu Xiaoai, who was sitting cross-legged on the sofa with a pillow, and scratched her fingers □□ her soft hair, "What do you want?" ”

Liu Xiaoai nestled on the sofa in plush cotton pajamas, raised her head and blinked her eyes and asked, "Is senior sister afraid?"

Qi Huange was a little confused: "Afraid?" She walked around the sofa and sat down beside Liu Xiaoai, took her in her arms, took her chin and rubbed her warm forehead: "What are you afraid of?" ”

Liu Xiaoai looked up at her, the two of them could count each other's eyelashes clearly, their breaths were intertwined, she reached out and rubbed the dark circles under Qi Huange's eyes, and smiled obediently: "It's nothing, I'm thinking about it myself, let's go to sleep." ”

"Really nothing?" Qi Huange bent his eyes, leaned forward, and got a little closer to Liu Xiaoai.

Clearly feeling the hot breath exhaled by the senior sister, Liu Xiaoai stiffened her body and nodded old-fashionedly: "No...... Nothing ......."

Qi Huange retreated, smiled helplessly, and pinched Liu Xiaoai's somewhat baby fat face: "Why are you so nervous?" I'm not going to eat you again, let's go, go to sleep. ”

No...... Eat you...... Liu Xiaoai shrank her head and followed behind Qi Huange, and walked towards the bedroom step by step, always feeling that something was wrong with this sentence.

Set the alarm clock at ten o'clock in the morning, Qi Huange got into the quilt, hugged her from behind Liu Xiaoai, put her chest against her thin back, pillowed her left arm under her neck, and wrapped her right hand around her waist, exhaling comfortably.

Liu Xiaoai likes this kind of hug very much, with a warm embrace on her back, which makes her feel a heavy sense of security.

"What time do you go to work?" She asked, tilting her head.

Qi Huange's breath hit the back of her neck, and her lips rubbed as if she were nothing: "I am on middle class today, and I will go to work at eleven o'clock." ”

"So tired...... Let's go to sleep......" Hearing her words, Liu Xiaoai subconsciously frowned.

As if telepathically, Qi Huange raised the hand around Liu Xiaoai's waist and smoothed out her frowning movements, "Good, it's not good for children to frown, they will have wrinkles." ”

Liu Xiaoai pouted at an angle she couldn't see, snorted softly, closed her eyes, and pulled down the hand that was touching her brow and hugged it in her arms.

The corners of Qi Huange's lips crossed a warm arc, closed his eyes, and soon fell asleep.

After Liu Xiaoai woke up, Qi Huange had already left, and there was a post-it note on the bedside: Little lazy pig, the rice is in the rice cooker, and the soup boiled for Aunt Liu has been put into a thermal lunch box, remember to bring it over after heating, don't forget to eat, love your senior sister. There is also a stick figure of a smiley face attached to the back.

"Bad senior sister...... Liu Xiaoai's eyes overflowed with warmth, pouted, and subconsciously looked around, for fear that the bad senior sister would rush out at this moment and press her down on the bed and kiss her left and right.

After eating, Liu Xiaoai went out to take a taxi to the hospital with a thermos lunch box, sat in a taxi, and a text message came in on her mobile phone, she opened it and saw that it was Teacher Su Yan: "Teacher Liu, tomorrow on the winter solstice, do you want to eat dumplings together?" ”

If you eat dumplings, you will eat dumplings, why should you eat with me? Liu Xiaoai frowned puzzled, and then replied to him: "I'm sorry Mr. Su, my mother has already made dumplings, thank you for your kindness." ”

Su Yan's text message came quickly: "Then next weekend and Christmas, can I book Mr. Liu's time in advance?" ”

Wouldn't it be bad to reject someone twice at once? Liu Xiaoai scratched her nose tangledly, thought about it and typed on her phone: "I'm not sure if I have time, Mr. Su will ask other teachers." ”

"That's it, if Mr. Liu has time, we will spend Christmas together." Su Yan's text message replied in seconds.

Liu Xiaoai was stunned for two seconds, there was a problem with Teacher Su's logic, her words didn't mean that!

She was just about to reply, but the driver said to her, "Hello Miss, it's time to get there." ”

Liu Xiaoai had no choice but to give money, and then got out of the car with her things.

"Well...... Needless to say, it must be a soup made by a happy song, right? Liu Le nodded with satisfaction after taking a sip of the soup, and said to Liu Xiaoai.

Liu Xiaoai snorted, and said to Liu Le with no anger on her face: "Is the soup I make difficult to drink?" He also said that he hurt me the most, and he didn't know what to do with me. "My heart was indeed very happy.

Zuo Xiangjing pursed her lips and smiled, lowered her head and continued to knit the scarf.

At present, Liu Le is naturally oriented towards food, but he doesn't dare to offend his own daughter, so he has to compromise: "The soup you cook is worse than the one you cook~" She gestured with her little fingertips.

"Hmph......" Liu Xiaoai wrinkled her nose at her, then turned her head and asked Zuo Xiangjing: "Mom, can you knit one more scarf this year?" Every year, Zuo Xiangjing will knit a scarf by hand, because Liu Le doesn't like to wear a scarf, in the winter, Zuo Xiangjing looked at her white neck and felt diaphragm, so she bought wool, knitted it herself, tied it to Liu Le's neck, and ordered her: "This is the scarf I knitted, if you dare to take it off, don't think about going into the bedroom to sleep again." ”

The scarf knitted by his wife himself, how dare Liu Le not wear it. So from my youth to now, almost 30 years, knitting scarves in winter has become Zuo Xiangjing's habit, or rather, it has become a habit of this family.

Not only Liu Le, but also the scarves in Liu Xiaoai's wardrobe are also knitted by Zuo Xiangjing.

Zuo Xiangjing pursed her lips and smiled: "Okay, who are you going to give it to?" ”

Liu Xiaoai rubbed her nose and said, "I want to give one to my senior sister, it's almost Christmas, and I don't know what to give her, why don't you give my mother the scarf you knitted?" It's all natural and handmade, and it's so good-looking, hehe......"

Zuo Xiangjing, who said the beautiful words, smiled and glanced at her,

"Why don't you give someone a scarf and do it yourself? Let your mother weave, so insincere? Liu Le couldn't help but interject as he drank the soup.

"But I won't." Liu Xiaoai said innocently.

Zuo Xiangjing stopped the movement in his hand, raised his eyes and said: "Then learn from me, giving gifts is about sincerity, you give what I knit to Huange, is this my gift or your gift?" ”

Liu Xiaoai scratched her brow with her index finger, as if this was the case, and then she squatted down, lay on Zuo Xiangjing's knee, and asked weakly, "Mom, do you teach me?" ”

Zuo Xiangjing stretched out his finger and nodded at her brow, "You, you, I can teach you, but you will run home if you have nothing to do in the future." ”

With a sour heart, Liu Xiaoai laughed twice and hugged Zuo Xiangjing's knees, dangling on it like a child, "I know Mom, I will go home more to see you and Mom in the future." ”

"Little ...... without conscience" Liu Le made a lively bounce on Liu Xiaoai's head.

"Uh......h Mom, mom bullied me again. Liu Xiaoai covered her head and said pitifully.

Zuo Xiangjing didn't raise his head: "You deserve it, let you be unbehaved, you should play." ”

Liu Xiaoai hugged Zuo Xiangjing's thighs and looked at Zuo Xiangjing with blank eyes: "Mom loves me again......"

"Poof......haha" Liu Le and Zuo Xiangjing couldn't help laughing.

At night, Liu Le had to continue to guard in front of Liu Le's hospital bed and let Zuo Xiangjing go home to sleep, but was driven away by Liu Le and Zuo Xiangjing, Liu Le disliked her for grinding her teeth when she slept at night, and she couldn't sleep when she was annoyed.

Liu Xiaoai hid behind Qi Huange, blushing and wrinkling her nose with Liu Le.

Qi Huange changed out of his white coat, although he was tired, he still showed a smile, and politely said goodbye to Zuo Xiangjing and Liu Le.

"Senior sister, do I really grind my teeth when I sleep at night?" As soon as she got out of the ward, Liu Xiaoai hurriedly asked Qi Huange.

Qi Huange was wearing a black woolen coat, and her seven-centimeter high heels made her much taller than Liu Xiaoai, she glanced down at Liu Xiaoai sideways, and easily sandwiched her under her arm, "I slept too heavily a few nights ago and didn't find out, go back tonight and find out?" ”

Huh? Liu Xiaoai's eyes widened, what does this mean, senior sister?

After a busy day, the most comfortable time is to take a hot bath at home, the two ordered takeout, after eating, Qi Huange went to take a bath, and not long after she called Liu Xiaoai in the bathroom: "Xiao Ai, come here?" ”

Liu Xiaoai, who was attracted by the bubble drama on TV, responded casually: "What's wrong?" ”

"You come here first, this bathtub seems to be leaking."

Leaking? Liu Xiaoai hurriedly put down the pillow and remote control in her arms, dragged her slippers and walked to the bathroom, "I'm in." Afraid of scaring Qi Huange, she also reminded her loudly.

When she opened the door, the bathroom was hazy with white vapor, she walked in the direction of the bathtub with her memory, and then saw Qi Huange lying in the bathtub, a layer of white foam covered her body, but it still couldn't hide the beauty on her chest, she smiled in her eyes, her tall nose bridge was stained with water droplets, her long black hair was wet on her shoulders, and her beautiful collarbone was looming.

Liu Xiaoai looked at this scene blankly, swallowed her saliva and stammered: "Learn ...... Senior Sister ...... Where...... Where is the water leaking? With that, he hurriedly lowered his head and pretended to look at the bathtub.

Qi Huange raised his arm, supported his body and sat up, took Liu Xiaoai's hand on his shoulder, the corners of his mouth went down, and he was quite aggrieved: "Xiao Ai, I'm a little cold." ”

"Cold ...... That's it...... Just ...... the water temperature" Liu Xiaoai, who stumbled as soon as she spoke nervously, became more and more chaotic at this moment, and before she finished speaking, she was pulled closer to the bathtub by Qi Huange.

"I want to wear your clothes," Qi Huange, who sprinkled the coquettishness, was invincible.

Under normal circumstances, Qi Huange always sticks to a pair of ascetic beauties, although she has a smile on her face, but it is just a professional smile, not a warm smile, and she has a cold atmosphere in her bones, which makes it difficult to approach.

And when she swapped her cold temperament for the tenderness of a petite woman, almost no one could resist this charm.

Unfortunately, Liu Xiaoai is one of the luckiest people in this "almost".

I don't know if it was steam smoked, or she was "tempted" by Qi Huange's appearance, Liu Xiaoai's face was as red as a tomato, and her heartbeat shook her ears hurt, "I...... I'll go...... I'll get you ......."

As he spoke, he turned around and was about to leave.

But he was pulled, as soon as Qi Huange exerted his strength, Liu Xiaoai turned around, leaned down with force, and looked at Qi Huange so fixedly.

Qi Huange's eyes were full of style, his skin was more crystal clear under the influence of water vapor, his thick eyelashes were stained with a little water vapor, and in the blink of an eye, water droplets slipped down, and his lips were more satiety because of water vapor. Full, ruddy and unpresentable, slender fingers stretched out on Liu Xiaoai's collarbone, gently scratching, red lips lightly opened, and the sound spit out was like a poisoned poppy:

"I want to wear what you're wearing."