At least after she turned thirteen, she stopped letting Lu Jingchi give her a bath.

She knew the difference between men and women, and whenever he mentioned that he wanted to give her a bath, she would shut him out of the bathroom with a blushing face.

Then I took the trouble to explain to him that I had taken a biology class and the teacher said that men and women are different and they should avoid suspicion.

But every time Lu Jingchi's ear went in and out of his left ear, he would still wash it for her next time, even though she would kick him out every time.

When will he be able to help her take a bath again?

It should be after marriage.

At that time, she understood almost everything, things between husband and wife, and things between men and women.

Jiang Lan played with the bubbles floating on the water and let Lu Jingchi help her wash them.

While Lu Jingchi was still distracted, water stains suddenly splashed on his face.

His eyes regained focus and turned to Jiang Lan's face.

She was smiling at him, stirring up the water in the bathtub, and splashing it on his face like a prank.

Water drops slid down his cheeks, looking slightly embarrassed.

And he just stared at her without any reaction.

The smile on Jiang Lan's lips faded and she looked at him doubtfully.

Jiang Lan remembered that every time she made trouble in the bath, he would glare at her pretending to be serious, and then splash water on her face in the same way.

Sometimes when she annoys him, he will throw the showerhead at her face. At this time, Jiang Lan will get into the water to avoid his attack.

Of course, sometimes he would also directly tell her to stop making trouble.

But I have never looked at her like this, without saying a word, gloomy and a bit scary.

Jiang Lan lowered his hands calmly, not daring to move any more, and sat in the bathtub like a good student.

Lu Jingchi was silent for a moment. He raised his hand to wipe the water off her face, told her to stand up, used the shower head to wash away the foam on her body, and wrapped her in a bath towel.

He carried her to the bed and brought a hair dryer to help her dry her hair.

Jiang Lan could sense that he was not in a good mood, so he was very honest and did not move.

For a while the only sound that could be heard in the room was the sound of the hair dryer.

After blow-drying her hair, Lu Jingchi put the blow-dry in the room and brushed her soft and slender hair.

He stared at Jiang Lan for a long time, moved his lips, and stopped talking several times.

Jiang Lan tilted her head, staring straight at him with her black and white eyes.

After a while, Lu Jingchi finally spoke. He stroked Jiang Lan's hair and asked, "Lan Lan, how old are you this year?"

Jiang Lan raised his hand and gestured: Eleven years old.

The movements of his fingers paused slightly.

Jiang Lan raised her hand and touched his face, then held his face and looked left and right.

Then he frowned and gestured: Brother, you seem to have changed.

Lu Jingchi stared at her.

Jiang Lan was a little scared by his stare. She shrank back, grabbed the quilt and got in, leaving her head outside to peek at him.

Lu Jingchi stood up, walked to the sofa and started smoking.

Jiang Lan tilted his head and stared at him for a moment.

He rested his knees on his elbows and held a cigarette between his fingers. The lingering smoke shrouded his face, making it difficult to see his expression clearly.

He seems unhappy.

She didn't know if she had done something to make him angry.

After searching in her mind, Jiang Lan couldn't remember that he was rarely angry with her.

Jiang Lan thought for a while, then lifted the quilt and got off. She didn't bring pajamas. She was wearing Lu Jingchi's shirt, which was just enough to cover her legs.

She walked barefoot to sit next to Lu Jingchi, put her head through the gap between his elbows where he held the cigarette, and then hugged his neck.

She didn't care, but his cigarette butt almost burned her hair.

Fortunately he took his hand away.
Chapter completed!