Gao Xiaoxiao was so tired that he couldn't do it, and after he got on his back and whispered "thank you" in his ear, he really used him as a bed, closed his eyes and wrapped his hands and feet around his hot body, and fell asleep.

At this time, the long-overcast sky was getting darker and darker, and there was a distinct earthy smell wafting in the air, and the wind was stronger.

Before Zhuang Hui left the cliff stone house with a smile, he had dried the washed clothes and sheets outside, obviously going back sooner and putting them away earlier, but he looked sideways at the girl who was sleeping behind him, with her little head resting on his shoulder, and he finally put away this idea.

Instead, he walked slowly back to the stone house on the cliff of the West Mountain.

The front foot just entered the threshold of the stone house, and the back foot, the rain fell down, and the coolness and humidity were suddenly much more obvious, and the noisy sound of the rain woke up the girl who slept quite comfortably.

She made a delicate Hache, wrapped her arms around Zhuang Hui's neck and subconsciously tightened, like a koala in the world, climbed the young man's body, and asked him, "Is it here?" ”

After asking, his half-closed eyes opened completely and saw the wooden door of the stone house in front of him.

Then he relieved his strength, jumped off Zhuang Hui's back, and turned his head to look up at the rain outside.

The already thick fog on the cliff side was mixed with the rain and mist, and the rain and wind bent the forest not far away, and there was a great tendency to break it.

"The rain is quite heavy.......

The girl muttered, and the young man in front of her hurried to collect the sheets and clothes hanging under the tree because he didn't need to carry her anymore and was no longer restrained.

Fortunately, there were not many clothes and sheets to wash, and it was under a tree that could provide shelter from the rain.

When he came back from the rain with his things, he only got a small part wet, and more of it was the clothes he was wearing and the green silk that was simply tied with a headband.

When Gao Xiaoxiao and others reacted, Zhuang Hui had already returned with the sheets and clothes he had put away.

I saw that his sideburns were wet and sticky to his face with the rain, and the cuffs and coats of his clothes began to drip, looking like a chicken in soup.

She was a little puzzled, and her heart said that with his footsteps, he came back from the boundless long steps that were not too far, and it shouldn't be so slow.

When she returned, she inadvertently glanced at the time of the system, that is, at the beginning of the time, the conversion of modern time to the beginning of a little bit.

When they went, it took less than an hour to get there, but on the way back, they walked for two hours, and now it's almost three o'clock, how did he go?

Confused, she also followed Zhuang back into the stone house, took the wet sheet from his hand, and folded it with her hands.

"Little Aotian, when I fell asleep on the way, did I encounter any trouble?"

She was still very tired from her mental rest, and she had no memory of what had happened in the middle.

Zhuang Hui folded the old clothes in his hand and put them in the closet, and when he heard the sound, he looked sideways at the girl in the green dress standing not far from him: "No, how did you get it?" ”

？ If not, why would she walk so slowly, and the weight of her AI body is not too heavy, right? Even if you carry her, you won't walk so slowly.

Thinking so, she asked too.

When Zhuang Hui heard that she still remembered the hour so clearly, after pausing to close the small wooden closet, he flashed his eyes and replied to her: "It's not your reason, it's just that my own mental state is also very tired, so I can't go as fast as when I came." ”

Glancing at him, he was only slightly pale until now, Gao Xiaoxiao was obviously a little suspicious, and always felt that this was not the case.

But she could not think of a more suitable excuse, so she could only dwell on the matter no longer, and after folding the sheets and putting them in the cupboard, because she had rested on his back for a long time, and was in better spirits than his, she let him go to bed for a while, and she would make a later lunch.

For lunch, she also plans to make him a nutritious meal to replenish his malnourished body.

Zhuang Hui originally wanted to say that she made breakfast, and it was not good for her to continue to cook lunch.

But under the dual effect of the fatigue after the improvement of his mental strength and the fatigue after carrying her all the way back, he didn't even bother to dry the green silk that was a little wet, but just took off his dripping coat and went directly to the bed to rest in his half-dry underwear.

Gao Xiaoxiao cleaned the dishes, cleaned the rice to be boiled and put it into a pot with some water, looked sideways at Zhuang Hui, only to find that he was so wet with his hair and body on the couch that she and he had laid out together.

Immediately twisted his eyebrows and closed the lid of the pot, and after washing his hands, he couldn't even care about the apron, and went to his side to touch the dryness and wetness of his hair.

Originally, she thought that his hair was just a little wet, but after getting started, she found that she could still pinch out the water.

"......" speechlessly looked at the pillow that had some water marks on his pillow, Gao Xiaoxiao originally wanted to wake him up and let him wipe his hair and fall asleep, which showed the tired look on his face, and the eyebrows that seemed to be slightly frowning because he was not very comfortable, but finally sighed and didn't call him.

Instead, he turned around and took a dry towel, sat down on the edge of the couch, and pursed his lips lightly to wipe the green silk for him.

It was also when he got the green silk that Gao Xiaoxiao realized that his hair had not become dry and split due to malnutrition, but was like fine silk, extremely smooth to the touch.

As she continued to wipe her, she muttered, "Tsk...... is worthy of being the male protagonist, and this hair is smoother than the average person. ”

Zhuang Hui was not asleep, but only in a state of light sleep.

It was the moment he sat on the edge of the couch with a smile and touched his green silk with a towel, he became much more conscious.

The aroma of the honey locust on his side became more and more intense, and the smell made his tense heart quickly relax.

Qingsi was gently wiped by her with a towel The strength also made him feel relieved and moved for a while, and his heart said that even his biological parents had never helped him wipe his hair, but now, he let a weapon that may not be considered a person do.

I felt wonderful, but I also felt a little sour at the tip of my nose.

It seems that after he met this system called Xiaoxiao, he got a lot of things that he had desperately longed for, but could not obtain.

Gao Xiaoxiao didn't notice that Zhuang Hui had woken up, and after wiping the green silk on his left for him, he saw that the green silk on his right was on the inside.

After seeing the rice still steaming on the fire, he temporarily took off his waist apron, took off his embroidered shoes and went to the bed, and when he got to the inside of the bed, which was also the position on the right side of his green silk, he bent down to help him wipe his wet hair on the right side.

During this period, because the two were too close, Zhuang Hui could even feel cold breath coming from his cheeks, some hitting his earlobe, and some falling on his neck, itching and numb.

This reminded him of the feeling when Fang Cai carried her all the way back, it was the first time he had carried someone so intimately, but he was not repulsed, and even after putting down her body, he was a little reluctant.

Is this because he has never been so intimate with others, or is it just because this person is her?