It was pouring rain outside, and Du Qianyu nodded.

He followed Fu Wei to the elevator and went directly to the 13th floor.

The first time he took the boy home, both of them were still like this with their clothes all wet and embarrassed, and the shy little flame that was about to rise in Fu Hui's heart was crushed in the sparks.

"I'll help you get my dad's clothes," Fu Wei ran into the bedroom of Father Lin and Mother Lin with a "whoosh".

She sighed at the dressing mirror next to the closet, and she really didn't have the face to face her embarrassed self.

Her black hair was drenched, the air bangs on her forehead were sticking to her head one by one, and wet hair was hanging from her cheeks. The shirt on her chest was still dry because she was lying on Du Qianyu's back, so it was not transparent.

However, the skirt is not as beautiful as the clothes, and the completely wet skirt crumpled against the root of the thigh, completely lost the ethereal feeling before going out this morning.

Coupled with the pale face that was frightened because of the heavy rain, the whole person was really blinded by the light.

Casually took a set of Lin's father's pajamas, she hurriedly handed them to Du Qianyu, and then told him where the new towel in the bathroom was, she explained everything as quickly as possible, and then quickly slipped back to the room.

She doesn't look good now, so she has to reduce her appearance in front of Du Qianyu.

Fu Yu finished taking a shower as fast as she could, and when she went out, Du Qianyu was already wearing Father Lin's pajamas and was busy in the kitchen.

Du Qianyu visually estimated that there should be 1.8 meters, and the pajamas of Father Lin, who was in his early teens at 1.7 meters, were put on him, and the sleeves, hems, and trousers were all shortened.

The pajamas she gave Du Qianyu were navy blue silk, Du Qianyu originally belonged to cold white skin, and was lined with navy blue pajamas under the light, revealing that the skin outside the pajamas was even whiter and tenderer, and because she had taken a bath, there was still a slight pink between the whites.

"What are you doing?" Fu Wei rubbed his dripping hair, leaned against the door frame and asked him.

can dress such a set not funny and funny, but has his own unique temperament, if it weren't for the client's information to understand his ordinary life in the future, she would almost think that Du Qianyu is the illegitimate son of a wealthy family who was free-range, and it won't be long before he will be recognized and taken home, and then start his road to prosperity.

He turned his head in a hazy heat and smiled softly at her, without any panic or embarrassment on his face, "I'm boiling ginger soup, it'll be fine soon, you can drink a little before you go to sleep." ”

It's a family cook again.

"Can I not drink it," Fu Fu walked behind him with a wrinkled nose, his fingers drawing circles restlessly on it, "I think it tastes so bad, and I don't like ginger at all." ”

1973: [I remember your favorite pickled ginger in the first two worlds...]

In 1973, Fu Hui's lies were ruthlessly exposed, and then quickly went offline.

It just didn't say much to Fu Mo today, and it was a little boring and wanted to brush up on its sense of existence. Fu Wei's intention of saying that, for it who has been reading several worlds of romance, it is not difficult to understand at all, it is just idle and panicked, and wants to come out and slip away.

Du Qianyu was also easy to speak, he turned off the fire and found two bowls to come out, first poured a bowl in his hand and blew hot air, and then he replied to Fu Yu: "Yes, but if you don't drink ginger soup, just drink a pack of cold powder to prevent it, anyway, you have to choose one of the two." ”

Drink medicine without ginger soup?

Du Qianyu, I'm afraid he's not a devil?

Fu Mo could only pour himself a bowl of ginger soup, holding it in his palm aggrieved and sad, blowing the hot air slowly.

"Okay, hurry up and go to bed after drinking, I'll make you whatever breakfast you want tomorrow, it's considered a lodging fee," Du Qianyu drank the ginger soup in two sips, and began to wash the dishes with his back to Fu Tao.

"My hair hasn't dried yet," Fu Hui draped a towel over his shoulders in order to drink ginger soup, and his wet hair hung down his head, although there was a towel blocking it, but the tips of his hair were still a little wet and disobediently stained his pajamas.

She squatted at Du Qianyu's feet, and the bowl of ginger soup in her hand no longer had the heat that continued to rise upward, but the ginger soup looked like it was not missing.

When Du Qianyu finished washing the dishes and the pot and looked back at her, the bowl was still full of ginger soup.

"Hurry up and drink, it shouldn't be hot now," Du Qianyu squatted down, looking at her pajamas that were obviously darker on her shoulders and chest, and her brows furrowed imperceptibly.

Fu Wei nodded aggrievedly, brought the bowl to his mouth, and took a sip.

If you drink it like this, you may not be able to finish it until your hair is dry.

After struggling for a while, Du Qianyu patted her on the shoulder and asked her to sit in the living room, while she went to the bathroom to get a hair dryer and began to take care of Fu Qi, a disobedient female goose, like an old mother.

The roar of the hair dryer rings in my ears, the gentle touch of my head, and the heat from the blowing wind, which is warm and intoxicating.

It's a good feeling.

This is the client with the longest hair of Fu Qian, the client's hair is waist-high, and the long black and dense hair is dry, and almost half an hour has passed before he knows it, Du Qianyu just stopped his hand, and he felt that something was wrong with Fu Wei.

He put down the blow and bent down to look, got it, fell asleep.

After repeatedly struggling between waking up and not waking up, he finally chose the latter after seeing the blue under Fu Hui's eyes after removing his makeup.

The porcelain bowl in Fu Tao's hand was quietly taken down by him, one hand passed through the crook of her arm, and the other hand was placed in the crook of Fu Tao's leg, holding the whole princess in his arms, and walking into Fu Tao's bedroom.

When the quilt was covered on his body and the sound of turning off the lights and closing the door sounded, Fu Wei secretly opened his eyes.

"1973, I had good acting skills just now, come and give me a score," she turned over comfortably under the covers, completely oblivious to her need to be quiet.

Outside her door, a tall figure withdrew his hand from the doorknob, chuckled in his throat, and turned away with a sticky note.

He said that it was not that simple, he could sleep so hard with the blow dryer so noisy, and the blue color under his eyes was also a little uneven, and it was really deliberate.

Du Qianyu picked up the bowl of ginger soup in the living room, turned the porcelain bowl left and right under the light, and finally stopped at one place and slowly printed his lips.

He likes this kind of initiative and caution.

So he will try his best to cooperate, give everything she wants, what he has.

1973: [Barely enough, but did you sleep like this, didn't you even take off your makeup?] ]

"I'm too lazy, if I go to remove my makeup now, Du Qianyu will definitely find out, I'll give up my beauty for the time being for the sake of the task," Fu Mo closed his eyes and sighed comfortably, thinking of today's results.

After she took a bath, she deliberately put on a haggard makeup for herself, the purpose was to make Du Qianyu feel distressed, Du Qianyu must have noticed her face when she hugged her just now, and the makeup was really not white.

Half an hour later, in another room, the boy touched his lips and fell asleep contentedly with a smile on his face.

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