"Okay, okay, I'll go out, I'll go out. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info" In order not to irritate Zhao Qinghan anymore, Zhao Baiyun finally raised his hands and signaled surrender, "I'll go out, you hurry up and wash it, the water will be really cold for a while." ”

Zhao Baiyun stepped back as he spoke, and he only took one step to the bathroom, but he took three steps back, which can be regarded as having retreated outside the bathroom.

Zhao Qinghan stood in place, did not step forward, only raised his voice: "You close the door too." ”

Zhao Baiyun obediently closed the door, but as soon as he closed the door, there was a sound of locking, Zhao Baiyun laughed in his heart, this girl, has she learned to lock? Could it be that he was really afraid that he would turn into a wolf and rush in and give her something?

Zhao Baiyun touched his chin and frowned slightly, could it be that Qinghan deliberately showed such a precaution, in order to provoke me and let me do something real?

If Zhao Qinghan, who was taking a bath in the bathroom, knew what Zhao Baiyun was thinking, he would definitely shout that he was wronged!

Zhao Qinghan is really worried about Zhao Baiyun, after all, those deep eyes will not deceive, although the eyes are restrained, but no one can guarantee that Zhao Baiyun can really restrain it. In case Zhao Baiyun goes violently, isn't she like a sheep in the mouth of a tiger, and in the end she is eaten without even bones?

It's just that Zhao Qinghan doesn't know, this wolf, he has been hungry for a long time, if he can eat a big meal, he will not be polite at all, if he doesn't eat enough, this hungry wolf will not let go, and then a certain lamb can only ask for more blessings.

It's a pity that Zhao Qinghan didn't know. When one day finally came, Zhao Qinghan was turned over by someone and eaten several times, and he couldn't get out of bed the next day, Zhao Qinghan regretted it in his heart, but regret was useless.

Zhao Qinghan comfortably took a hot bath, and when he came out of the bathtub, he was a lot more relaxed, and his body and mind, which were still a little tired, were relieved a lot, and I don't know if it was because of the hot water soaking or the relaxation.

But one way or another, it's a good thing.

Zhao Qinghan wrapped the bathrobe tightly, and only after making sure that nothing was missing did he leave the bathroom, and at a glance he saw someone who had finished washing was lying on the bed, holding a newspaper in his hand, and watching the two lamps at the head of the bed with relish.

Zhao Qinghan was amused in her heart, although she also read the newspaper, but she didn't read much, and she didn't know what Zhao Baiyun and Zhao Jingshao read with the newspaper every day, whether it was political, financial, or people's livelihood, the newspaper at home did not stop every day.

Zhao Qinghan occasionally glances at current political matters, or the new economic policies introduced, and reads some small stories in the newspapers. Although the stories are small, most of them are real, some of the stories are funny but touching, some of the stories are heavy but thought-provoking, Zhao Qinghan can be fascinated by it every time.

After Zhao Baiyun and Zhao Jingshao knew about Zhao Qinghan's little hobby, they only smiled faintly and didn't say anything, but since then, there has been an extra magazine about small stories in the things subscribed to at home. A small book, not thick or big, with a few small stories, short jokes, and some brainteasers.

Zhao Qinghan would always ask Zhao Baiyun or Zhao Jingshao with these questions, and the two of them were not unhappy or impatient, and they accompanied Zhao Qinghan every time to make trouble, until Zhao Qinghan had enough trouble. When the next magazine comes, repeat the previous one.

Once Zhao Baiyun couldn't help but pull Zhao Qinghan and asked her why she did this, Zhao Qinghan just smiled at the time and didn't answer, but the loneliness that flashed in his eyes made Zhao Baiyun's heart tighten, and finally the question was closed.

It wasn't until today that Zhao Baiyun found out that Zhao Qinghan just wanted to interact with them a little more to make up for his shortcomings.

It's just that the missing is already missing, and no matter how much you make up for it, some things can't come back. Of course, Zhao Baiyun and Zhao Jingshao didn't know about this, so it's just that.

Zhao Baiyun put down the newspaper after seeing Zhao Qinghan come out, frowned slightly when he touched Zhao Qinghan's still dripping hair, then got up and pressed Zhao Qinghan on the sofa, while he turned around and went to the bathroom. When he came out, he had two dry towels and a hair dryer in his hand.

Zhao Qinghan sat obediently on the sofa, and there was a magazine on the sofa, not a short story but about finance. Zhao Qinghan was idle and bored, so he simply took it out and flipped through it, but most of the content was boring, Zhao Qinghan flipped it twice and didn't have the urge to continue flipping, Zhao Qinghan put down the magazine in his hand, and when he raised his eyes, he happened to see Zhao Baiyun coming out of the bathroom.

Zhao Qinghan's eyes fell on the towel and the wind for a while, and then he looked away at Zhao Baiyun, with a warm smile in his eyes, but with some playfulness, indescribable coquettishness, this is an expression that can only appear in front of Zhao Baiyun.

Zhao Qinghan obediently straightened his body, and after a while, Zhao Baiyun covered a towel in his hand on Zhao Qinghan's hair and wiped it gently.

Zhao Baiyun's eyes were gentle, and the movements in his hands were even more gentle, for fear of hurting Zhao Qinghan. It wasn't until he was sure that most of the moisture on his hair had been wiped off, Zhao Baiyun changed to another one, and after wiping it for a while, Zhao Baiyun covered the towel on Zhao Qinghan's hair, bent down and plugged in the plug of the blowing wind, turned on the lowest gear, and blew gently on the towel.

Zhao Qinghan was puzzled, "Why do you blow on the towel?" ”

"This way the hair will dry quickly and it won't hurt the hair."

"How do you know? Where did you learn it? ”

"Seen online."

Zhao Qinghan didn't make a sound, and let Zhao Baiyun stand behind her with a blow dryer and blow her hair.

Although most of his hair has been dried, because of the light breeze and the towel, the blowing time is a little slow, and when the hair is all dry, Zhao Qinghan's head is already like a chicken pecking rice, and the whole person is about to fall asleep.

Zhao Baiyun put the towel in the basket in the bathroom, put the hair dryer, and when he came out again, there was no figure of Zhao Qinghan on the sofa.

The corners of Zhao Baiyun's mouth were slightly hooked, his eyes turned to the bed, a small mountain bag was arched under the quilt, Zhao Baiyun smiled in his eyes, walked to the side of the bed lightly, lifted the quilt and went to bed.

As soon as Zhao Baiyun lay down, Zhao Qinghan wrapped himself up, hugged Zhao Baiyun tightly, and fell asleep with a mutter, this time he was really asleep.

Zhao Baiyun looked at Zhao Qinghan's quiet sleeping face, his heart was satisfied, and he was in a good mood to imprint a kiss on Zhao Qinghan's forehead, all the way down, to the eyes to the nose, and finally the lips. Zhao Baiyun's movements were very light, Zhao Qinghan fell asleep soundly, and a series of movements did not wake Zhao Qinghan up, and he must have fallen asleep.

Zhao Baiyun finally imprinted a kiss on Zhao Qinghan's mouth, adjusted his posture to make Zhao Qinghan sleep more comfortably, reached out and turned off the lamp at the head of the bed, the room was dark for a while, only a little moonlight shone in from the window, and the room was warm.

Zhao Baiyun hugged Zhao Qinghan, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and had a good night's dream. (To be continued.) )