The well water was really cold, and He Bisheng came out of the shower, his arms were full of goosebumps, and his lips were a little bruised.

Fortunately, it was night, and the lights in the countryside were relatively dim, so Song Sichu didn't see it.

"Brother Bisheng, this cloth is clean, wipe your hair," Song Sichu saw He Bisheng coming out with his clothes in his arms, and walked forward and handed him a piece of cloth, "Give me the clothes you have changed, and I will wash them together tomorrow." ”

He Bisheng said a little embarrassed: "No, I'll wash it myself in a while." ”

How can you let someone else's little girl wash his clothes, how embarrassing it is.

"It's okay, it's just a matter of hand." Song Sichu reached out to pick up the clothes, but why did he avoid it.

At this time, a piece of clothing fell off in his hand.

Song Sichu looked down, and his face instantly burned.

Not only did her cheeks burn, but she was also embarrassed in her heart.

Which one is not good to fall, but the one that has fallen is the most ...... Minimum.

The atmosphere became solemn in an instant, and both of them were embarrassed and didn't know what to say.

In the end, Song Sichu bent down and picked it up, and said with a red face: "Brother Bisheng, I'll just wash it together tomorrow, you're welcome." ”

He Bisheng coughed lightly, handed her the clothes, and said softly: "Hmm...... I'll help you tomorrow. ”

After speaking, he walked quickly into the hall.

Song Sichu put the clothes into the dirty bucket and went to fetch water with a red face.

As soon as he picked up the bucket, He Bisheng walked out again, "Chu Chu, I'll help you." ”

"Thank you, Brother Bisheng, play three buckets." She still has to wash her hair at night, and two buckets of water are enough if she doesn't wash her hair.

Taking advantage of the time when He Bisheng helped her fetch water, Song Sichu walked into the kitchen, scooped all the hot water left in the big iron pot into the bucket, and then carried it to the yard.

As soon as he put down the bucket, he heard He Bisheng sneez, "Ha Qiu......"

Song Sichu asked nervously: "Brother Bisheng, is the well washing water cold?" ”

"It's not." He Bisheng hurriedly denied it.

"It's good if not." Song Sichu nodded, lifted the bucket to the toilet, and when she was about to get another bucket of water, He Bisheng had already helped her carry it.

It is undeniable that he is really a good man who is considerate.

If he hadn't heard the conversation between him and He Mu this morning, Song Sichu might not be able to help but confess to him.

Now that you hear it, you have to hold back.

When Song Sichu came out of the bath, He Bisheng was sitting in the yard wiping his hair.

She blushed and hung her inner clothes on a rope in the yard.

Seeing this, why bother to win hurriedly don't start.

"Brother Bisheng, don't you want to rest?" Song Sichu took a dry cloth from the rope and wiped his hair.

"Almost," He Bisheng frowned at her long hair that was still dripping with water, "How long do you have to wipe this hair?" ”

It was the first time he saw Song Sichu without braids.

"Wipe the water dry and blow the wind in the yard, it should be quick." If He Bisheng hadn't been there, she probably wouldn't have washed it tonight, after all, it was a little late.

But I didn't wash it last night, and if I don't wash it tonight, why Bisheng probably thinks she is a particularly sloppy and unhygienic girl, right?

I can't make him think like that, so he has to wash it no matter how late it is.

After listening to her words, He Bisheng hooked his lips and chuckled: "Then I'll sit here with you, it's quite cool at night, the air is good, and you can see the stars and the moon when you look up." ”

Song Sichu looked up at the night sky and blinked, "Yes, in the summer, I will pour a few buckets of water on the ground to cool down, and at night I will eat, drink tea and chat here." ”