He stopped kissing her, but just held her in his arms, and hugged her very tightly.

"In the future, it won't be like this, I'll teach you slowly."

He lowered his head and kissed her cool hair: "Don't talk about yourself like that again, I never felt bad about you." ”

Xu He somehow suddenly burst into tears.

She didn't cry at all, but Zhao Pingjin seemed to know how uncomfortable she was.

He stroked her back, lowered his head and kissed her on the side of the cheek, and said very gently: "He'er is the best girl in the world, a good girl who is clean and clean." ”

Xu He seemed to hear a buzzing sound in her ears, something collapsed, but it made her heart feel clear and relaxed for a moment.

She raised her tearful eyes to look at him, as if she was inquiring, incredulous, and confused.

Zhao Pingjin wiped the tears from her eyelashes, and once again said in the most affirmative tone: "He'er is the best girl in the world, the cleanest and best girl." ”

"Who knows her better than I do, doesn't you?"

Zhao Pingjin hugged her again, he knew that there was innocence between her and Tang Zhao.

Although this is not the most important issue for him now, although, even if she really has something to do with Tang Zhao, he will try to make himself accept it.

Sometimes people deliberately put up thorns on their bodies because of extreme fear and insecurity.

What does she care about, she will mention it again and again.

So Zhao Pingjin already knew what the thorn in Xu He's heart was.

He will pull it out, and he will let the stab wound, little by little, heal completely.

"Now, go take a bath and don't think about this nonsense."

He carried her to the edge of the tub, and although there was a lot he wanted to do, he was still restrained.

"Are you doing it yourself, or am I going to help you?"

He said it so frankly that people couldn't think of him badly.

"You get out."

"Okay, then I'll be outside the door, just call me if there's something."

He put her down and reached out again to test the temperature of the water: "Don't soak it for too long, or your skin will wrinkle." ”

With that, he put her clothes and towels within reach of the bathtub before turning around and going out, closing the bathroom door.

After a long while, Xu He slowly took off his clothes.

She stepped into the large tub and submerged herself in the comfortable warm water, even closing her eyes and holding her breath, burying her entire face in the water.

Sometimes, she likes the feeling of being on the verge of suffocation, which makes her whole brain empty and think about nothing, like a fetus in her mother's womb, as free and safe as an unborn baby in the amniotic fluid.

About half an hour later, there was a soft knock on the door outside: "He'er? ”

Xu He didn't want to respond, so he leaned lazily on the bathtub and closed his eyes.

Zhao Pingjin couldn't hear a response, and put his hand on the door lock: "He'er, don't you speak again, I'll come in." ”

Xu He still didn't care.

Zhao Pingjin twisted the door lock, the room was filled with faint moisture, he saw her at a glance, her black hair was floating on the water, there was a lot of foam in the bathtub, and her half-jade body was also looming.

Hearing him come in, she still didn't move, and she didn't even mean to hide it.

There was a faint crimson color floating in the snow-white soup steam, and Zhao Pingjin's gaze skimmed over, paused slightly, but calmly moved away.

He turned around and took a soft and clean bath towel and walked to the bathtub: "Get up, go take a shower." ”

Xu He sighed, and stood up loudly, the sound of the water was loud, and the snow-white foam and the water flowed down from her shoulders and fell all over her body.

There is no cover-up.

Zhao Pingjin looked at her calmly and wrapped her in a bath towel.

Xu He raised his chin: "Didn't you like this kind of thing before, as long as you are with me, you are always tireless, why are you pretending to be a righteous gentleman now?" Or, think I'm not clean anymore? Or is it more interesting to be with others? ”

Zhao Pingjin did not speak.

His eyes were still peaceful, he took her out of the bathtub, put her under the shower, untied the bath towel to flush her, his fingers brushed her body, but there was no smell of love bath, until finally, he rinsed her off the foam on her body, and wrapped her in a clean bath towel, and then said very lightly: "You take advantage of the fact that you are sick now, and when you are sick, you will see how I clean you up." ”

Xu He looked at him through the mirror, he took a hair dryer from the cabinet and was about to blow her hair.

"Actually."

Xu He spoke again, Zhao Pingjin's eyebrows furrowed, and he wanted to block her mouth directly to prevent her from talking nonsense like this again, but he knew that the desire to express was a good thing for Xu He, and it was also a kind of venting.

It doesn't hurt her to say something stuffy in her heart and vent it.

"If you want to make up for it, wouldn't it be easier for you to give me money or buy me some kind of property or something? If you are so busy doing things, it will be misunderstood. ”

"Misunderstanding what?"

"I misunderstood that you are obsessed with your ex-girlfriend, and you want to eat back grass."

"Hmm."

Xu He glanced at him again, with doubts in his eyes.