(Cat flutter Chinese) Bamboo shallow shadow was woken up by the sound of a gurgling stomach, or rather, by hunger.

I opened my eyes and scanned around under the very blurry nightlight, and my mind slowly recovered.

remembered that he injured his arm in order to protect the boy, and remembered that he was taken back to Yan's house by Yan Shao again and continued to settle in the guest room.

Then, she vaguely remembered that she had not slept peacefully, as if those gray memories of the past had crept into her dreams again.

It's just that the strange thing is that if she had a dream like that in the past, she would probably wake up in pain, even if it was just the pain in her memory, but after waking up, the pain would not go away for a long time as if it were real.

Those were nightmares she had never told anyone else.

But when I woke up this time, I was completely refreshed, and it was completely a state of full-blooded revival when I slept until I woke up naturally, and my body and mind were fully rested.

As for the injured arm, there was still a little bit of pain, but it was much less than when I was in the hospital.

Zhu Qianying sat up on the bed with her uninjured arm, and looked at the time pointed by the wall clock, it was almost eight o'clock, no wonder, she woke up hungry.

I ate my last meal on the plane, and it's been nearly ten hours now, can I not be hungry?

Zhu Qianying lifted the quilt and prepared to wash up, and then went downstairs to forage for food.

The door opened at this time, and a tall figure stood at the door, and at a glance, he knew that it was Young Master Yan.

Yan Shao walked in lightly, and only after getting used to the light in the room did he see the bamboo shadow sitting on the edge of the bed.

"Awake?"

The long hand then touched the switch on the wall, and with a "snap", the room suddenly became as bright as day.

"Well, woke up hungry!"

Zhu Qianying didn't hide it, anyway, she couldn't stand the hunger because she had a big appetite, and she had been ridiculed by Young Master Yan eight hundred years earlier, and now, there was no need to hide or correct it.

"Mom specially boiled soup for you and made some dishes you like to eat, it's still hot, hurry up and eat it."

Yan Shao said, he had already walked to her side, making a gesture to help her.

Zhu Qianying shook his hand slightly, "I'll brush my teeth first......"

Yan Shao retracted his hand and watched her stand up as usual, her steps as she walked to the bathroom were also steady and powerful, ignoring the eye-catching white bandage on her arm, she actually looked the same as usual.

The spirit is good, the mood seems to be good.

"Does the wound still hurt?"

Yan Shao quickly followed, snatched her toothbrush and toothpaste, squeezed it and handed it to her, and then took the water from a cup and put it in her hand.

"It doesn't hurt much, it's much better than in the hospital."

Zhu Qianying didn't know that Yan Shao had made a special trip to ask Du Ting to come over and spray her with painkillers, but the external application prescribed by the hospital had a good effect on pain relief.

Yan Shao didn't bother to mention Du Ting, "Well, let my mother help you in a bath, and don't let the wound get wet." ”

Of course, if Zhu Qianying has no opinion, he is very willing to do it for him.

But this kind of faceless and skinless hooligan is not suitable to say in this situation.

"Oh......" Takeshaki replied vaguely with a mouth full of toothpaste bubbles.

The towel for washing his face was also wrung by Yan Shao, originally, he was going to help her wash it, but she glared at her and hurriedly handed her the towel.

This incident, although the traffic police characterized it as an ordinary traffic accident, Yan Shao always felt that the responsibility lay with him, and now he blamed himself more and more guiltily for the injured Zhu Qianying.

Naturally, she didn't dare to come to Zhu Qianying, for fear of accidentally provoking her, she packed up her baggage and moved back to the apartment with Zai in anger, so who did he cry to?

When she washed her face, Yan Shao obediently took the towel like a maidservant, washed it and wrung it out, and hung it up.

When she picked up the comb, she volunteered, "I'll help you!" ”

Zhu Qianying squinted at him with a smile from the mirror, "Will you?" ”

It's not that she looks down on him, squeezing toothpaste and twisting towels like this, he has to do it every day, so naturally it won't be difficult for him.

But combing your hair is not so simple to look at, he is a big man, he has no sister or sister, and he doesn't have a daughter or anything, how can it be?

To be honest, Yan Shao really won't.

It's just that he thinks it's not that difficult to look at, and the most important thing is that he doesn't want to be looked down upon by Zhu Qianying, so he reached out and took the comb.

Bamboo Asakage was surprised, "You really know?" ”

Yan Shao ignored her and picked up a comb and combed it on the top of her hair.

Zhu Qianying has always had long black and straight hair over the years, so it is not difficult for Yan Shao to simply help her comb from the top of her hair to the end of her hair.

It's just that Zhu Qianying gradually became interested in watching the play, and when he saw that his long straight hair was combed smoothly, he reached out and took the rubber band and handed it to Yan Shao with his backhand.

"Na! Hair Circle for you! ”

Yan Shao was slightly stunned, "Do you want this?" ”

Zhu Qianying nodded very seriously, "Yes, I'm usually used to combing ponytails, aren't I?" ”

Yan Shao passively took the rubber band, Zhu Qianying was amused in his heart, raised his eyebrows and asked, "What, won't?" ”

Yan Shaoyi gritted his teeth, thinking that he was a dignified young master, how could such a trivial matter as combing a ponytail be difficult to defeat him!

"Yes!"

Answering the voice hard, Young Master Yan began to devote himself to his great cause of combing ponytails.

Soon, Zhu Qianying regretted it, the so-called harm to others will eventually harm herself, it's her.

Young Master Yan is indeed smart, but obviously, he is a general who strategizes and wins thousands of miles away, and such a small thing as combing his hair is overkill for him, and he doesn't seem to be able to do it.

His posture seemed fine, holding his hair in one hand and slowly brushing it with a comb in the other.

But it was obviously the correct posture, but her scalp was pulled extremely painfully, if it weren't for the fact that her hair was still safe and sound on her head from the mirror, Zhu Qianying would have thought that her hair had been ripped off by the rude man.

"Hiss......"

Zhu Qianying was going to watch a good show, but she was so painful that she bared her teeth and gasped again and again.

Originally, I thought that I would finish the sin I had brought for myself and wept to end.

But later, when he saw that his black and smooth hair had turned into a mess of grass in the hands of the "tough" magician of Young Master Yan, he wanted to cry without tears, and finally couldn't help but stop it.

"That...... Yan Shao, in fact, I don't comb my ponytail! ”

Yan Shao behind him was still pursing his thin lips and was fighting wits with her long hair very seriously, but it turned out that he really didn't have the talent to be a hairdresser!

"Try ...... again"

Ke Yanshao, who is the person who admits defeat so easily? Even though Zhu Qianying gave him the steps to go down, he was determined to continue.

Takeshaki really wants to cry!

Then, she heard her stomach rumbling twice, and Yan Shao, apparently, heard it too, because his movements as he wrestled with his hair were noticeably sluggish.

"Yan Shao, I'm almost faint from hunger, forget it, I'm not going into the palace to see the king, it's okay to be sloppy, just like the beginning of the clear soup noodles, no need to comb the ponytail!" Cat flutter Chinese