"Then I'll call Mother Chen over to help you first."
Ouyang Lingyun explained in a rough voice, and ran away. Fortunately, he was smarter this time and left Chen's mother who was cooking for them.
"Okay, brother, hurry up!"
Behind him came the warning sound of You Ping, who was about to cry. Ouyang Lingyun's pace was faster than that of You Ping.
"Mother Chen's grandson has a fever, so Mother Chen has asked for leave tonight."
A minute later, Ouyang Lingyun trotted back to the room, looking at the back of the oil bottle with his arms hanging in the air, he explained bitterly, still a little short of breath in his chest.
"ah?"
Xia Qingqing almost exclaimed in despair. Her hands were hanging in the air and were sore. Her back was in pain, and she was about to burst into tears.
"I'll help you take it off. You take a shower and change clothes first, and then I'll take you to the hospital. I'll close my eyes."
Ouyang Lingyun, who was helpless, had no choice but to make this move. He tried his best to speak in a serious and serious tone, but he still felt his mouth was dry for a while.
"good!"
Xia Qingqing responded. In fact, she wanted to say that it didn't matter even if her brother didn't close his eyes, she would marry him anyway.
But looking at the big mirror in the bathroom, my brother closed his eyes like a gentleman, with a nervous and serious look on his face. Xia Qingqing just kept silent.
After receiving permission, Ouyang Lingyun followed the location of Oil Ping in his memory and began to help Oil Ping take off her clothes clumsily. He was worried about hurting her, so his movements were very light and gentle.
"Just take a quick shower tonight. Tomorrow, when Mother Chen comes, I'll give you a good wash. I'll be at the door. If you need anything, just call me."
After finally taking off the oil bottle's shirt, Ouyang explained in a deep voice, his tone was a little urgent, and his eyes were always closed.
"Brother, there are also...underwear."
Looking at her brother's handsome face that was gradually turning red in the mirror, Xia Qingqing held back a shy smile and whispered, a hint of cunning flashed through her bright eyes.
Ouyang Lingyun, who was about to turn around and leave, suddenly stopped because of You Ping's words, and realized that You Ping's arms could not reach behind her to untie her own underwear now, and helping her untie her underwear was undoubtedly an extremely difficult and difficult task.
Difficult project.
"Okay, I'll help you."
A trace of gritted resignation flashed across Ouyang Lingyunjun's face, but he had no choice but to agree boldly. His heart suddenly tightened due to his hoarse voice, and his hands began to tremble involuntarily.