Song Qing put on his clothes and shouted to the door of the room.

"Zhao Cheng, I'm fine." Song shouted softly and stretched out his feet to put on his wool slippers.

Song Qing's voice fell, and the door of the room was pushed open by Zhao Cheng.

Zhao Cheng walked into the room and walked in front of Song Qing in a few steps.

Seeing that he walked to his side and was about to use another hug, Song Qing immediately crossed his hands and refused with a face.

"Don't, don't"

"It's good for you to help me, exercise more, it's good for recovery."

The most important thing is that she was originally a salted fish, and being hugged by him every day may be even lazier in the future.

Zhao Cheng saw her persistence and knew that he couldn't resist her.

Glancing at Song Qing condescendingly, Zhao Cheng reached out and grabbed her waist and helped the person up.

Song Qing caught his strength, slowly tiptoed and gently tried to walk towards the bathroom.

It hurts, but it's acceptable.

Although her injury was not serious, she still hit a bone, so it was normal for her to have pain in the past two days.

After a few days, she was naturally able to walk normally.

After seeing her walk a certain distance, Zhao Cheng clasped her armpits with both hands and strode her directly into the bathroom.

"You wash up first."

Putting the person in front of the washstand, Zhao Cheng turned around and walked out after turning on hot water for her.

Looking at the back of someone leaving, Song lightly raised his hand to cover his face, with a helpless face.

On what it's like to have a boyfriend who is worth a lot of force.

Song Qing's personal experience tells you that it is really hard to explain.

Just like just now, the feeling of carrying her Song Qing felt a bit like a radish that had just been brought out of the ground.

The weightless kind.

Song smiled dryly and looked at the woman in the mirror.

She wore a suspender skirt and curly burgundy hair that fell over her shoulders. With a round face, big eyes and long eyelashes, it is not a natural beauty, but it also has the gentleness and tranquility of a small jasper.

It's a pretty looking girl next door.

It was herself, as if it was the same as before, but it seemed a little different.

Maybe it's the shyness between the eyebrows, or maybe it's a little bit more on the neck!

Song blushed lightly and picked up the rubber band and tied his hair, and then began to wash his face and brush his teeth.

Maybe it's because of the good mood, Song Qing still hums a little song unconsciously.

……

Outside the room, Zhao Cheng listened to the voice in the bathroom, and sat silently on the bed looking at his phone.

On the mobile phone, all kinds of news from today's headlines are displayed.

In today's world, the benefits of mobile phones and networks are obvious.

Whatever happens every day, you can see it on your phone for the first time.

So it's quite convenient, and perhaps it's because of this that various lazy businesses have now developed.

For example, you can eat a variety of meals without going out.

You can buy everything you want online without having to go shopping.

Zhao Cheng was looking at his mobile phone when he saw water droplets falling from his hair.

Tick~

The water droplets just fell low on the phone screen.

“……”

Looking at the water stains on the screen of his mobile phone, Zhao Cheng couldn't help frowning.

Silent mobilized his internal force, and soon smoke drifted through his hair.

In just an instant, his hair was dried by his internal force.

His hair was dry and soft, and the breeze outside the window blew and the inky hair on his forehead could be seen fluttering.

Raised your hand and touched a handful of hair? Hot.

Although blowing the hair with internal force, it is quick to get it in place at one time.

But this feeling of smoke overhead? Zhao Cheng didn't like it very much.

Wiped the water off your phone? Zhao Cheng continued to watch the news.

Occasionally he would look up at the bathroom, then look down and continue scrolling on his phone? It wasn't until it felt like the time was almost up that I slipped my phone into my pants pocket.

Zhao Cheng stood up and walked to the door of the bathroom.

At this time, Song Qing had already washed up? I'm rubbing something hydrating on my face.

Zhao Cheng raised his feet and walked into the bathroom and stood beside her.

"Are you alright?"

Song Qing glanced up at him.

This man is so tall and close to her? She had to look up to see him.

Song patted his cheek and couldn't help but ask.

"How tall are you?"

Song Qing glanced up at him and couldn't help but be envious.

Compared to him, Song Qing felt as if he had just reached his chest.

No, it doesn't seem to be much taller than his chest.

Hearing Song Qing ask his height, Zhao Cheng opened his mouth and spoke.

"My net height is 1.88 meters."

Song looked at the height difference between the two in the mirror? Can't help but pout.

Zhao Cheng glanced at Song Qing and couldn't help but speak.

"Madame, although she is a little shorter, but you are from the south, which is normal, anyway, it is good."

The implication is that I don't dislike you being shorter.

Listening to Zhao Cheng's comfort, the corners of Song Qing's mouth twitched.

Brother, are you sure you're comforting me?

Song Qing stretched out his hand to cover his mouth.

"I think it's better for you not to speak."

"I want to beat you up."

Zhao Cheng: "......"

He seems to have upset Madame again(; ′????? `)。

It's so hard.

I feel that it is much more difficult to coax a woman than to raid a house.

Zhao Cheng felt that it was better for him to be silent.

"Carry you downstairs for a bite to eat."

As he spoke, Zhao Cheng held Song Qing's hand and bent his knees and half-squatted. After he wrapped one of Song Qing's hands around his neck, the other hand wrapped around Song Qing's legs, and gently picked up the person with one hand.

This pose? Song Qing seemed to be sitting in the crook of his arm, and was hugged very high.

After Song Qing was picked up by him, he couldn't help but wrap his neck tightly.

"Be careful, what are you doing with such a high hug."

After Zhao Cheng picked her up, he looked at the mirror and said in a deep voice: "In this way, Madame is taller than me." ”

Song Qing was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously looked up at the mirror.

In the mirror, she sat at the man's wrist, wrapped her arms around his neck, and forced her head higher than him.

High? Yes, that's right.

But? It's the same everywhere.

But it was true that the man had flirted with him.

He was coaxing her.

This man is quite cute.

Song blushed lightly and couldn't help laughing at the same time.

"You man? Is it serious and funny? ”

"Don't let me go yet."

"Didn't you say you were short? Being a husband allows you to experience the feeling of looking at people from a high place. Zhao Cheng said that he didn't put the person down, but just carried him out of the bathroom.

Zhao Cheng hugged Song Qing all the way out of the bedroom and headed outside.

"I think it's actually good to be shorter? You man, let me down. ”

"Be quiet."

"Zhao Cheng, let me down."

"Don't make a fuss."

"You bastard? Believe it or not, I'll clean you up. ”

"Good."

"Be obedient, believe it or not, I'll strangle you."

“……”

……

In the voice of Song Qing's protest along the way? Zhao Cheng held her in such a embarrassing posture and stepped on the stairs and walked downstairs.

Song Qing's voice naturally attracted the attention of Zhao Yu downstairs.

Looking at the curious eyes downstairs, Song Qing suddenly wanted to find a hole in the ground to get into.

She has no face.

However, Song Qing did experience the feeling of looking at people from a high place.

As for the feeling, it's okay not to mention it, it's not like that.

It's just that the horizon has broadened a little, and it is just a little condescending to see people.