Liu Lanqin, who went to the dormitory first Qinghui, had just taken a hot shower and came out to wipe the body lotion, when he saw Qinghui entering the door with a dada.

Dangling to the front of his cabinet, he rummaged through it for a while.

As soon as Liu Lanqin remembered that his treasure had been taken away, he felt heartbroken, and then saw Qinghui rummaging there for a while, and couldn't help but take the body lotion, walked over and asked curiously, "Hui cub, what are you looking for?" ”

Qinghui didn't respond, and finally took out a small flower umbrella from the depths of the cabinet, weighed it in his hand, and looked up at her.

The little girl was half-squatting, holding a small flower umbrella in her hand.

looked cute, but the action just now always gave Liu Lanqin an inexplicable feeling, and the little girl had the feeling that she was going to smash people with a small flower umbrella......

Kindness...... Probably an illusion, right?

"The president sent you back?"

Liu Lanqin stroked her wet hair, turned her head to look at the growing rain outside the window, and asked.

So you're going to deliver an umbrella?

However, if the big guy is wearing such a small flower umbrella, is the picture a little too beautiful?

Liu Lanqin was thinking so, when he heard Qinghui respond, he stood up with an umbrella, muttered a sentence in his mouth, and walked out.

- Anyway, only she can bully her people, even if it's rain, you can't bully her people!

Then the little girl clicked away again.

Liu Lanqin: ...... Is this the complicated relationship of marrying a girl?

***

Tang Qing was still standing in place, watching the little girl at the gate come to him again, raise her hand, and hand him the small flower umbrella in her hand.

Looking at the small floral umbrella that was quite foreign, Tang Qing couldn't help but laugh lowly, took the umbrella over, the corners of his lips raised slightly, and spoke, "Should I say-thank you?" ”

Qinghui raised his small chin, looking like he was covered by my person.

Asah: 'The old mother is very pleased. ’

Qinghui: 'What are you talking about?' ’

Light coffee: 'Lord Qinghui is great, mighty and domineering!!' ’

Immediately after that, a warm big hand fell from the head of the domineering Spirit Sword Master of Wu Wei.

His voice is elegant and soft, but it just has a feeling that he is tired of you.

"Go back quickly, I'm really catching a cold in a while."

The temperature difference between indoor and outdoor is still very large, especially when this rain comes suddenly, and this season is the most prone to colds.

Qinghui snorted, "I never get sick!" ”

Tang Qing: ?

The little girl also opened her mouth even harder, "Only ordinary people can get sick!" ”

Qinghui: I, the most powerful, I'm different from ordinary people!

Tang Qing: ......

Is this still a second-class patient?

Tang Qingwei was really amused, and pushed Qinghui to walk into the dormitory.

In the end, seeing the little girl disappear at the gate again, she opened the small flower umbrella and walked slowly to her apartment.

***

The night was stormy and crackling.

Waiting for Qinghui to be woken up from the darkness in a daze, his head was groggy, and he was dragged by several people in the dormitory, pushed his shoulders, and got up from the bed.

The little head was dizzy, Qinghui felt that his nose was a little breathless, he sniffled, raised his eyes expressionlessly, and looked decadent.

It was already customary to tell Qinghui to get up like this before, Liu Lanqin watched Qinghui stand up slowly and sniffled.

After a pause, he was puzzled, "Huihui, you have a cold?" ”

Qinghui slowly turned his head to look at her, and there was a look of rejection written on his decadent little face.

Qinghui:, how is that possible!