Returning to the familiar home, Lin Qingqing suddenly relaxed. Before leaving, she had moved everything to Jiang Nuan's apartment, so now, the whole house was empty, as if she had just moved in.

Lin Qingqing sighed softly, feeling a little heavy. She owes Sioux City too much, and she doesn't know if there will be a chance to pay it off in the future.

"Yuanlan, let's sit down here first." Lin Qingqing put down the box and led Ou Yuanlan to the side of the sofa.

In the past, when this person was sane, she always liked to call him by name and surname, and never wanted him to feel hypocritical. Now that he has become like this, all the tenderness of Lin Qingqing has been stimulated.

Ou Yuanlan sat down on the sofa, his face was still indifferent and affectionate, and he couldn't see much in his glass-colored eyes. The hospital gown on his body was contaminated with some dust because he was running around with Lin Qingqing. The already unkempt hair is now listlessly attached to his scalp.

Looking at Ou Yuanlan in front of him, Lin Qingqing couldn't help but feel distressed, thinking about what this person was like before? I always wear a handmade suit to work every day, and within a week, the style of the suit will never be repeated. Although each suit looks similar, it may be because I paid too much attention to him, so I didn't even let go of these details.

This person probably never thought that he would have such a day, he was sloppy and sloppy, and he was not even a little sane. In fact, Lin Qingqing should also be glad that his current sanity is not clear, if he clearly examines his appearance at this time, he will probably collapse beyond measure.

Suddenly, Lin Qingqing half-squatted down in front of Ou Yuanlan, and she looked up at him with a small face. "Yuanlan, I'll help you wash your hair!" She proposed.

Even in the face of the warmth at this time, Ou Yuanlan still did not react. He didn't speak, he didn't laugh, he didn't even think about anything.

Lin Qingqing was not annoyed, in her heart, she felt that Ou Yuanlan's current appearance was caused by her, and she should take full responsibility. "Then if you don't speak, I'll take you by default." She laughed softly, revealing two beautiful pear vortices on her cheeks.

Ou Yuanlan, who had not reacted, set his eyes on Lin Qingqing's face again, and the two looked at each other, but their eyes were blank. After being stunned for a moment, Lin Qingqing reacted. She stood up and took the man by the hand and walked to the bathroom.

As early as when he was on the plane, Ou Yuanlan suddenly looked at her. When he was in the sanatorium, he also gently wiped his tears. According to Nike, it's not called healing, it's called the subconscious.

Earlier, Lin Qingqing lived alone, and a small bathroom was enough for her to put all her things and for her to bathe and wash. But now, after bringing in a man who is 1.9 meters tall, she suddenly feels a little embarrassed.

"I'll go get you a towel." As soon as she turned her head, she suddenly bumped into Ou Yuanlan's chest.

Through the thin fabric of the gown, she felt the scorching heat from her skin. Because Ou Yuanlan has always had the habit of fitness before, the muscles on his body are naturally very developed. For a person like Lin Qingqing, who has hardly had intimate contact with that man, accidentally having some physical contact with a superb person like Ou Yuanlan will be red-eared.

Lin Qingqing, who was red-faced, pushed Ou Yuanlan away in a little panic, and then hurriedly rushed out of the small bathroom. What the hell is wrong with her, why does her heart beat so fast even if she touches it slightly?

On the way back to the bedroom to find a towel, Lin Qingqing suddenly felt a little happy. Fortunately, Ou Yuanlan is now delirious, otherwise she would have been laughed at in that situation just now.

When he returned to the bathroom after taking the towel, Lin Qingqing found that the one-meter-nine man was still standing in the middle of the bathroom without saying a word, like a child. She suddenly felt that this person was a little cute, of course, the adjective cute was incompatible with Ou Yuanlan before.

Because after a bathtub was placed in the bathroom, there was no extra place to put a chair. So there was no way, Lin Qingqing could only let Ou Yuanlan lie down in the bathtub.

"Yuanlan, can you lie in sideways?" Lin Qingqing gestured to Ou Yuanlan.

Although the man in front of him didn't speak, his comprehension ability should still be normal, of course, this was just what Lin Qingqing was thinking. In the face of her comparison, Ou Yuanlan didn't react at all.

There was no way, Lin Qingqing had no choice but to take Ou Yuanlan's hand, then bend over and slowly teach this person how to lie down. Fortunately, although he couldn't lie down on his own, he wouldn't resist anyway, and he would do whatever others did.

Looking at Ou Yuanlan's feet exposed outside the bathtub, Lin Qingqing wanted to laugh a little. It seems that a local tyrant like him should use a bath, a bathtub is really not suitable for a person of one meter nine.

After removing the shower head from the top of his head and finding the shampoo from the cabinet, Lin Qingqing began to wash Ou Yuanlan's hair. After adjusting the water temperature, she gently grabbed his short hair with her hands, and then let the water in the shower head moisten his hair.

Short hair is really convenient, Lin Qingqing said with emotion while grabbing Ou Yuanlan's hair with his hand. After wetting all her hair, she squeezed out a hand of shampoo and lathered it in her hand before gently applying it to his hair.

The smell of the fresh shampoo and the warmth from Ou Yuanlan's scalp all made Lin Qingqing's little heart keep beating alive. She never seemed to be able to resist the assault from this man, both before and now.

When washing Ou Yuanlan's hair, this man was unusually quiet, even like a dog. Although this description is not appropriate, in Lin Qingqing's opinion, at least the feel is similar.

After the massage, Lin Qingqing opened the shower head again and rinsed off the foam on Ou Yuanlan's head little by little. Finally, I wiped the conditioner and rinsed again, and the shampoo was finally completed.

Lin Qingqing picked up the dry towel on the side and rubbed Ou Yuanlan's head, and then planned to take him back to the bedroom to dry his hair. "Alright, let's go blow dry!" She grabbed Ou Yuanlan's hand and tried to pull him out of the bathtub.

I don't know if it's because Lin Qingqing's hands have just been stained with shampoo, or because her strength is not as strong as Ou Yuanlan's weight, when she was halfway through, her hand suddenly slipped. So, the man she pulled into the air quickly fell due to gravity.

Before Lin Qingqing could scream, the back of Ou Yuanlan's head hit the bathtub. The wound that had been healed by removing the gauze oozed blood again, and small red flowers bloomed on the white bathtub.