It's hot, and Mint is a big girl, and it's okay to take a bath in cold water, but the doll is only three months old, and she still can't soak her directly in the bathtub.

An Ran rolled up his trousers, took a stool and put it on top of the creeper, sat on the stool, stripped off the doll's clothes, put them on his legs, made a towel, dipped some water from the bathtub, and wiped the doll's body clean little by little.

Xiao Budian likes her mother to use clean water and soft cotton cloth to gently rub her body like this, she hummed in her mouth, and suddenly made a comfortable "um~~~" sound, which made An Ran and the little mint in the bathtub laugh.

"The doll can talk."

Little Mint sat down from the other end of the bathtub, her thin shoulders bare, revealing the white bathtub, her chin resting on the edge of the bathtub, and a bright smile on her washed face.

She rarely speaks, sometimes when An Ran talks to her, the little mint can do it with action, and she won't go back with her mouth, from Xiangcheng to the wire village, the little mint has created a record of not saying a word for a week.

And over time, Peppermint has had a tendency to become more and more reticent.

Sometimes An Ran doesn't know why Mint can be so silent, she doesn't seem to think about anything in her heart, and it seems to be filled with too much.

Now that she has spoken, it also means that she heard the doll's "um~~~", which is really joy from the heart.

But suddenly, the little mint's face changed, and when An Ran looked up strangely, her thin body leaned to the other side of the bathtub, lying on the edge of the bathtub, opening her mouth, "vomiting", and vomiting.

"What's wrong?"

An Ran hurriedly pulled the towel prepared on the side, wrapped the doll in his hand, and leaned over to pat Xiao Mint's back, her back was very slender, originally quite thin, and with An Ran's almost two months, she also grew some meat, not the kind of skinny skinny.

Little Mint shook her head while vomiting, she didn't know what was wrong with her, and suddenly she felt very uncomfortable in her stomach and wanted to vomit.

An Ran patted Xiao Mint's back, patted and patted, as if he had thought of something, and suddenly the expression on his face froze, pursed his lips, and stopped talking.

"Sister, I'm feeling a little uncomfortable."

After the little mint vomited, she turned around with a somewhat pale face, looked at An Ran, her eyes showed a wet and pitiful emotion, and asked:

"Am I sick? Will it turn into a zombie? ”

"No, no." An Ran stretched out his hand, touched Xiao Mint's hair, his heart hurt for a while, and then he held the doll with one hand and helped Xiao Mint with the other, "Come, you get up, don't wash it, this water is cold." ”

An Ran endured the pain in her heart, helped Mint out of the bathtub with a worried face, then walked out of the bathroom with the doll in her arms, walked to the side of her car, opened the trunk, found a set of clothes for Mint to wear, and led Mint back to the dormitory.

"You take a break, don't run around, I... What should I do, yes, go to the doctor and show you. ”

She couldn't bear to look at the ignorant face of Little Mint, hugged the doll, dressed the doll in a little monk suit, put a diaper in her pocket, went out, closed the door, and walked around the corridor, not knowing what to do.