The little one stood at his feet, quietly and gently tugging at the hem of his clothes, if he had turned around too violently, he would have stepped on it a long time ago.

Seeing Lorraine lower his head, the child took another step in the direction of Lorraine with his little short legs, and the little cute white tender little hands hugged Lorraine's thighs, raised his fair little face, pursed his lips, looked at him with ice blue eyes, and did not speak.

The child blinked.

Lorraine couldn't help but laugh, crouched down, and picked up the little one with one hand.

Before picking him up, the child naturally stretched out his arms, and his long silver hair was wrapped around his short, white arms.

Lorraine put the child back on the bed and handed the cup to the other party: "Okay, wait for me here, I'll go take a shower." Wait for your turn to wash. ”

He turned around and opened the closet next to him and began to rummage through his clothes.

I didn't notice the child sitting on the bed behind him, with a faint crimson on the tips of his white ears, quietly holding a water glass in his arms, staring at Lorraine's back, his eyes were quiet.

Lorraine took a quick shower and washed her hair.

Came out of the bathroom and took the dry towel from the shelf to put the hair.

As soon as the child on the bed saw Lorraine coming out, he immediately turned his face, held the water glass, and stared at Lorraine.

The person who had just finished taking a bath, his fair skin was steamed pink by the heat, and he washed his hair, and his short hair was still dripping with water, and the ends of his hair were snaking down.

The eyes that looked over were wet.

The child pursed his lips.

Lorraine walked over wiping her hair and sat down on the edge of the bed: "Go take a shower." ”

The child looked at him quietly, blinked his long eyelashes, looked well-behaved, and asked in a low voice, "Will Lin Lin help wash?" ”

Lorraine paused as she wiped her hair and looked up.

The child lowered his long eyelashes and said in a somewhat cautious tone: "I've become smaller, my hands are short, and I can't wash the back." ”

As he spoke, the child's short, white hands had already crawled over on the bed, but because the long hair was wrapped around his body, his short limbs were restrained, and after a few crawls, he had to stop, lowered his head, and waved his short hands to pull the long hair away.

Lorraine had no choice but to reach out and pull the child's arm to prevent the other party from falling.

Xiao Zell reached out to him to hug him again, and he was very clingy.

Lorraine thought about it and didn't refuse.

After all, Zell has become four or five years old, which is uncomfortable in itself, and such a small one, Lorraine is not worried that he will wash it himself, in case he slips in the bathroom, will nothing happen?

So, I put the water cup in the child's hand on the table and carried the child to the bathroom.

The bathroom had just been used by him, and it was full of fog.

Lorraine put the child down and turned on the shower, and the water flowed.

The child's snow-colored clothes and long silver hair were wet, and the hair was close to the white and tender face.

Lorraine asked, "Do you wash the incense?" ”

The child raised his beautiful ice blue eyes, and water beads dripped on his white and tender little face, and his slender silver eyelashes were soaked with water droplets, as if there were water droplets dripping from the long eyelashes and falling into the pupils, causing discomfort, he blinked his long eyelashes, and his expression was a little ignorant.

Lorraine laughed, raised her hand and pointed to the shampoo that was placed aside: "Wash your hair?" Your hair has been soaked in seawater, salty, salty, and has to be washed off. ”

Got salt?

The child, apparently unable to understand his words, looked down blankly at the bottle of shampoo that Lorraine was pointing to, and pursed his lower lip.

Lin Lin also used this shampoo just now......

He thought it smelled good.

Well, then wash it.

So, the child, who had been stunned for a while, raised his fair little face, grabbed a handful of his hair and handed it to Lorraine, his ice blue eyes were wet, and his voice was soft: "Put incense." ”