Chapter 58: My Hair Is Dirty......
The two were talking sweetly on the side, here Daiyu packed up her things and said goodbye to the white horse, Wang Beijing bought another fully decorated riverside apartment in Gecheng some time ago, and immediately took Daiyu to move in, and when Daiyu recovered, he took her to work and never let her leave his sight again.
The two came to the apartment, Daiyu looked at the room full of flowers and river scenery, her tense nerves were loosened, and she fell asleep on the bed, and in the hazy sleep, she felt that Wang Beijing was hugging herself, and then she felt that her cheeks were wet.
She opened her eyes tiredly, and saw Wang Beijing crying and kissing herself, she put her two hands on his ears, and said softly: Wait for me to sleep first, and when I wake up, I can entrust myself to you.
Her voice was very light and even lazy, but it was simply resolute, obviously well thought out, not impulsive, she had already figured it out and seen through it when she was in Gu Yong Mountain, she could die for him, whether it was physical death or mental death, is there anything more precious in the world than this?
Daiyu's friendship is priceless, and she can give him this priceless treasure, let alone anything else.
"Don't worry, I won't, not until we get married, because it's too precious, and I still need to encourage myself, for me, you're like empty water, coral wood is hard."
Daiyu didn't hear because she was sleeping deeply.
Daiyu slept for a day and a night, when she woke up, it was the early morning of this day, she didn't see Wang Beijing left and right, frightened, and didn't know where the mobile phone fell for a while, she was in a panic in the apartment, ran to the balcony and looked down, but saw a white river, just Wang Beijing came back, followed by a woman carrying a medicine box, saw Daiyu poking out on the balcony, scared a hundred pulses: "Daiyu danger come back soon!" ”
When Daiyu heard Wang Beijing calling her, she immediately turned around, and almost cried with her mouth flattened.
Seeing this, Wang Beijing strode over and led her into the house, and said fearfully: "What are you doing on the balcony?" ”
"Looking for you"
Wang Beijing was distressed, and in front of outsiders, she was quite calm on the surface: Come and sit, this is the personal doctor I invited, let her give her pulse and prescribe some tonics.
The female doctor investigated and said to Wang Beijing: The Yuan Kun Dan you mentioned earlier happened to have symptoms for her, so she could take it for a month, and if it didn't rise to the ground, she could continue to take it.
Wang Beijing sent the doctor away, and when she came back, she saw Daiyu standing in front of the mirror in a daze, and asked her: What's wrong?
"My hair is dirty"
"Well, just wash it"
Daiyu still stood still and said again in the mirror: My hair is dirty......
Wang Beijing realized later: "Your hair is dirty, but you don't want to wash it?" ”
Daiyu nodded embarrassedly.
"Come here, I'll wash you"
Wang Beijing washed Daiyu's hair like a gentle old mother, Daiyu has always been unaccustomed to shampoo in this era, and she didn't have to wash it herself before, so she was quite rusty and awkward about washing her hair, and was often laughed at by Xiangyun: This sister, the oil on her head can be fried.
Once upon a time in the West Flower Shop, Daiyu bought skin for Xiangyun when she couldn't stand her hair being unclean, and then she would wash her, and she just had to close her eyes and endure it.
Wang Beijing rubbed the foam and slowly massaged her scalp, the scent of the shampoo mixed with the smell of perfume on Wang Beijing's clothes, plus the touch of his fingertips rubbing his scalp...... A strange feeling spread through her heart, like an amorous vine, first growing tender leaves, then delicate buds, and finally these buds bloomed one by one.