At eight o'clock in the evening, it was dark before Li Manjun went home.

Her hands were full, and just now she walked down the street after eating, buying half a large watermelon, as well as a few clothes and snacks.

Zhao Yong was sitting at home flipping through the phone book, and the company was about to officially open, and he had to call a few leading bosses to cheer him on.

He can't call people in vain, people are willing to give face, he must at least have a good meal of wine and good food, and he may have to sing a song or dance or something when he is done.

But I was thinking about my daughter-in-law, and as soon as I heard the sound of the door opening, I turned my head around.

"Have you eaten?" Li Manjun walked in in a hurry and put the watermelon on the kitchen board, "You cut it, we are half of us, and I am so thirsty that my throat is smoking after a day of walking."

Zhao Yong hurriedly got up to pick up the things in her hand, and when she mentioned it, it was quite heavy, especially her lady's bag, which contained a pile of thick documents, comparable to a dictionary.

"I've eaten it, what about you? Why don't I serve you a bowl of noodles?" Zhao Yong put down the bag and wanted to pour her a glass of water, but when the pot was lifted, he realized that it was empty, he didn't boil the water, and then went to the kitchen to cut the watermelon, let her take two slices to eat first, and turn on the fire to boil the water.

"I've eaten downstairs, you boil more water, I'll wash my hair by the way." Li Manjun said with a smile in the bedroom.

After going out for a day, sweat and dust, and my hair felt muddy to the touch, and it was uncomfortable not to wash.

Zhao Yong saw that she was still happy, so he knew that there was something good about it, so he went to the shared sink in the corridor to fill a pot of water and put it on the stove to boil, and nibbled on the sweet watermelon into the house, "You bought new pajamas?"

Li Manjun looked in the mirror at the loose and comfortable light blue pajamas and pajamas on his body, the top was a vest, the strap was a wide white ruffle, the pants were shorts, and the hem was also white ruffles, a whole set looked cute.

Zhao Yong's eyes dimmed slightly, looking at her exposed two big white legs, frowning and admonishing, "You can't wear this out and hang around."

"Who's going to wear the pajamas?" Li Manjun gave him a blank look and handed him the pajamas he bought for Zhao Yong in the bag.

"And mine?" Zhao Yong looked at her in surprise, saw her chin down, swept all the watermelons into his mouth, hurriedly threw the watermelon skin and wiped his hands, opened the plastic bag to look at his pajamas.

It is a set of gray short-sleeved pants with five points, pure cotton, slightly hard to the touch, but after washing, it will become very soft, sweat-absorbing and cool.

In the past two days, the two have slept in the same bed, and Zhao Yong is not too embarrassed, they are both wearing trousers.

However, the summer night was sweltering, and the shirt was never worn, naked.

Just like that, Li Manjun was woken up several times in the middle of the night by the heat coming from his body.

On the way back today, I happened to see an underwear store and bought two sets of pajamas.

"Don't always be bare-chested, be civilized." Li Manjun said.

Zhao Yong gestured to the pajamas she bought for herself, and she didn't know if she heard it, so she smiled contentedly.

When Li Manjun went to the corridor to wash his hair with water and basin, he hurriedly took out a shirt of his own and wrapped it around his waist.

"What are you doing?" Li Manjun's head was already in the basin, his hair was wet, and it was difficult to get up, so he could only tilt his head slightly and look at Zhao Yong in confusion.

Zhao Yong stood to her left, his tall body blocking her tightly, "I'm afraid you're cold."

Li Manjun wiped the water droplets from his eyes, crying and laughing, this day is so hot that people can't wait to rush into the refrigerator, is it still cold? ….

Zhao Yong added, "I'll accompany you."

As he spoke, he frowned and muttered in a low voice, "If there is a separate bathroom, it is indeed much more convenient."

While washing his hair, Li Manjun thought about the empty corner of the living room at home, and asked tentatively, "Let's buy a refrigerator?"

Zhao Yong's eyes lit up, "Yes, buy another color TV."

He used to be alone before, he never felt that there was anything wrong with no sound in the living room, anyway, he came home late every day and fell asleep.

But in just two hours waiting for Li Manjun to go home, he suddenly felt that the house was terrifyingly quiet, if only there was a little human voice.

Li Manjun washed his hair and wiped his body with the remaining warm water.

Zhao Yong is again

Come to think of it, there is no hair dryer at home.

He took out a dry towel and handed it to Li Manjun, "Wipe it with a towel tonight, tomorrow we will go to see the color TV and refrigerator, and by the way, buy the hair dryer back, next time it will be convenient for you."

As he spoke, he secretly touched Li Manjun's wet hair, and sighed in his heart, the girl's hair is really long.

The vertical fan in the bedroom whined, Li Manjun held half a watermelon and put it on his left hand, took two packs of snacks and put them aside, took out all the materials in the leather bag and put them in front of him, a spoonful of watermelon and a snack, and made plans against the lamp.

Zhao Yong closed the door and walked in, seeing her so serious, he unconsciously relaxed his steps.

He has already finished the call, he has rarely been idle these days, he thought that he could play with Li Manjun for a few days, but he didn't expect her to be idle, and she was so busy that she didn't see anyone when she first came.

Zhao Yong moved a chair, sat next to Li Manjun, blew on the fan, and held most of the watermelon in his hand, following Li Manjun's example, digging with an iron spoon and eating.

While eating, see what exactly she is writing.

Well, I didn't understand it, but I just saw that her fingers were very beautiful, slender but powerful, and when she held the pen, her little fingers were slightly cocked, and the flesh of her fingertips was pink and white, like jelly.

Zhao Yongmu handed a mouthful of watermelon to his mouth, looked elsewhere with difficulty, turned the electric fan to the highest setting, and used the cold wind to blow away the hidden heat under his abdomen.

Li Manjun wrote the plan well, a strong wind blew, and the hair that had just been washed and scattered on her shoulders blew upside down in front of her eyes, sticking to her mouth, her thoughts were disrupted, and she turned her head to Zhao Yong and said:

"I'm not hot, you hold the fan head and blow it yourself."

Her body is really heat-resistant, and the window in front of her is wide open, and there is a natural breeze blowing in, which is more comfortable than a fan.

Li Manjun's heart is calm and naturally cool, and Zhao Yong's heart is not quiet, and the highest level of the fan can't be cool.

But he also knew that he had just disturbed her, so he went to the living room with an electric fan and finished watermelon rind.

There were a few packs of snacks bought by Li Manjun on the table, and Zhao Yong saw that she had just eaten quite deliciously, so he turned over them curiously, which were biscuits and spicy chips.

Li Manjun is such an adult and still eats spicy chips for elementary school students?

Zhao Yong raised his eyebrows, in fact, he also likes to eat these snacks for elementary school students, but he is now an adult, so he is not too embarrassed to eat in front of people.

After Zhao Yong secretly finished eating three packs of spicy spicy slices, Li Manjun came out of the bedroom after being busy.

As soon as she came to the living room, she smelled the spicy strips in the air, and hurriedly walked to the table to rummage through them, leaving no packets for her.

Li Manjun glared angrily at Zhao Yong, who was leaning on the sofa with an unnatural expression, "You can eat it if you want, what are you doing secretly, buy it back tomorrow and compensate me."

Zhao Yong thought she was going to be angry, but she didn't expect that she was ready to quibble, she actually only said a word to let him pay, and nodded subconsciously, "Okay."

After answering the voice, I was stunned again, isn't this not a self-confession? .

Leisurely little god