I'm waiting for you. Qin Han smiled and followed.

Qin Si had already sat down in front of the vanity mirror, spreading his hair, his hair was scattered like a waterfall, his black hair was white, and his beauty was blue-eyed.

Qin Han looked at the person in the mirror and was stunned.

"Why, you're fascinated by my peerless beauty again?" Qin Si raised the hair dryer in his hand above his head, and Qin Han's ghost messenger took it, muttering in his mouth: "How can there be?" ”

"Saliva is dripping from my hair, and you still say no?" Qin Si shouted and laughed.

Qin Han made a "owe flat" gesture to her and obediently blew her hair.

"Otherwise, you can be my assistant." Qin Si quipped.

Qin Han "cut" and asked while blowing Qin Si's hair: "You haven't sung Yue Opera for a long time, can you still pick it up?" ”

"You don't trust me, and you still invite me?" Qin Si turned his head to look at Qin Han, "I heard that in order to invite me, my mother and my father were used, one sang the beauty plan in front of Aunt Xiang Qing, and the other sang the beauty plan in front of Uncle Xiao......

Qin Han turned Qin Si's head over, asked her to face the mirror again, didn't let her move, and then said, "I just want to work with you, can't I?" ”

The wind of the hair dryer was howling, Qin Si didn't hear it clearly, and raised his voice: "What are you talking about?" ”

Of course, Qin Han stopped talking, and just concentrated on blowing Qin Si's hair.

Not only did he want to work with her, he wanted to blow her hair, just like that for the rest of his life.

Qin Han suddenly threw the hair dryer in his hand with an "ah".

"What's wrong, what's wrong?" Qin Si nervously stood up and looked back at him.

Qin Han shook his hand.

Qin Si said: "Oh, look at you, you can't blow your hair well, and you still want to be my assistant?" Clumsy. ”

Although Qin Si complained in his mouth, he still picked up Qin Han's hand and blew.

Qin Si buried his head and blew very seriously, and the corners of Qin Han's lips unconsciously smiled.

……

……

In the room, after a call of wind and rain.

"Didn't you always want me to accompany you on a vacation abroad?" Xiang Qing reclined on the bed and looked at the young man walking barefoot on the carpet, his back was a sturdiness that only people who regularly exercised could show.

Because he is young, he is more energetic in his body.

He had already put a big shirt on his body and turned around to give Xiang Qing a smile.

It was a rather handsome face, not in harmony with the muscular figure underneath the shirt.

"You're a busy person, and you have time?" He asked, a smile with a hint of sourness.

"How do I hear the smell of grievance?" Xiang Qing sat up from the bed, although she was a half-old, but because of good maintenance, she was more charming than when she was twenty or thirty years old. No one is middle-aged and rich, and their collarbones are still beautiful enough to raise goldfish.

"Time, there will always be crowding." Xiang Qing smiled.

"But I haven't saved enough money yet." The young man said as he walked towards the bathroom.

Xiang Qing shouted at his back: "Why do you need to spend your money when you fall in love with me?" Where do you put my face? I'm a standard rich woman—"

The man who had already walked into the bathroom suddenly walked back, picked up the naked woman on the bed, and walked to the bathroom: "Then, rich woman, when I save enough money, I will invite you to the Maldives to see the sea, and now, I can only invite you to the bathtub to soak in the water-"

Xiang Qing laughed when he heard "hahahaha".

Frolic in the sea of the Maldives and in the bath. Frolicking in a vat, what's the difference?

In Xiang Qing's view, it is no different, in fact, it depends on who he is playing with.

As long as he is with Meng Ji, it is a happy thing to play anywhere.

Like at this moment, in the bathroom where the hotel room is not spacious, the two of them actually seem to be very crowded in the bathtub, Xiang Qing is very happy, smiling and trembling.

Meng was not very happy, for a man, especially a young man, self-esteem is something more important than being happy.

……

……

The Qin family's villa, in a large piano room.

The three people who rehearsed the zither song again.

Qin Sheng yawned, and Qin Lang said: "Let's rehearse here tonight, it's too late, everyone goes to sleep, Qin Sheng has to go to school tomorrow." ”

Qin Sheng obediently took off his prosthetic armor and put it into the lid, and said "good night aunt, good night big brother" and got up and went to sleep.

Qin Xiao didn't take off her nails, Qin Lang looked at her and frowned: "You still have to practice?" ”

Like a stern teacher disciplining students.

Qin Xiao sighed, "Big nephew, look at you, what is your attitude?" How can there be respect for the elders of the younger generations? ”

Qin Lang smiled helplessly and softened his tone, as if coaxing a child: "It's late, little aunt, go to bed early, girls miss beauty sleep, and their skin will be bad." ”

"Don't scare me, I, don't believe me." Qin Xiao stretched out his index finger and shook it at Qin Lang, the prosthetic nail and fingers were tied with pink tape, a proper girl's heart.

"Sister-in-law has to code words every day, right? Sleep late every day, right? But look at her, her skin is so good. ”

"You can't compare with my mother," Qin Lang said seriously, "she is naturally beautiful. ”

"Hey, eldest nephew, you're going too far—" Qin Xiao sat on the piano bench and pouted, stomped and rolled his eyes.

Qin Lang ignored him and got up straight: "If you don't sleep, I'll sleep." ”

Before Qin Lang walked out of the door of the piano room, he heard a "bang" behind him, and Qin Xiao's shout: "Oops! ”

Qin Lang turned around and saw that Qin Xiao was still holding a wrench in his hand, and a string was broken.

Qin Lang hurriedly walked over, but saw that the back of Qin Xiao's hand was hit by a broken string until blood oozed out.

"How? Does it hurt? Why so careless? It was still in the tone of a child, but he had already hurriedly brought a medicine box to disinfect and wipe iodine wine......

His movements were soft and fluid, and his expression was focused and calm.

Qin Xiao looked at his side face, and there were many warm currents flowing in his heart.

Qin Lang raised his head, Qin Xiao hurriedly looked away, looked at the back of his hand and said, "Big nephew, why don't you put a band-aid on me?" I'm going to put a Yunnan Baiyao Band-Aid. ”

The girl is stubborn with a little scoundrel tone, but it's so cute.

Qin Lang said: "The wound is shallow, after disinfection with iodine, expose the wound, don't get wet, it will be fine soon, you don't need to put a band-aid, otherwise it will not be easy to get better." Got it? Little aunt. ”

Qin Xiao pouted: "What does the eldest nephew mean, is it that I am not hurt deep enough?" ”

Qin Lang smiled "poof": "Even if the wound is relatively deep, after local disinfection, use gauze to bandage, and do not use Yunnan Baiyao Band-Aid, otherwise it will also affect the wound healing." At most, take you to a tetanus needle. ”

Qin Xiao said unreasonably: "So do you have a grudge against Yunnan Baiyao Band-Aid?" ”

Qin Lang smiled helplessly and sighed: "Do you sleep or not?" ”

Qin Xiao's eyes rolled slyly: "I, I'm hungry, can you secretly take me out for barbecue?" ”