[69 Book Bar-www.] "Are you sure it's okay for you to be alone?"
Qingwu put away the dishes and chopsticks, looked at the children who were doing homework at their desks under the light, and then looked at the man who continued to lazily curl up on the sofa. His slim figure was as smooth as smoke. She happened to be standing right next to him.
On the left, the expressionless left cheek, viewed from the side, is a fine ink painting, with the nose as the nose and the eye sockets as the eye sockets, sunk deeply into each other, profound and addictive.
Ling Yansen was in a daze, or was pursing his lips to hide something.
He turned back, puzzled, his eyes were filled with ink-black ink paintings, like an ink-colored ocean, covered with thick fog, and shimmering under the light.
"what do you mean?"
"Bath. Although this apartment is not big, the bathroom is still very spacious. There is a bathtub and a shower head. Otherwise, you and Duoduo Xiaoxiao can take a bath together to save trouble."
In fact, Qingwu was just worried about whether there would be any problem with him taking a bath alone. Ling Sicong scared her and asked the two boys to watch him so that she could know in time if anything happened.
But Ling Yansen immediately frowned, "No need."
Qing Wu glanced at him and said nothing.
After a while, I found a bath towel and gave it to him, "Do you know how to use the facilities? This is an old-fashioned house. It uses gas hot water. You have to turn on the switch first, and then..."
"I'm not from the mountains. I know how to read diagrams and follow steps. Although, I really have never used such old-fashioned things." Ling Yansen just looked at her blankly, his eyes were too bright, and there was a hint of sly teasing.
She felt uncomfortable and immediately averted her eyes.
Qingwu got angry because of his half-joking words, "I have two children to raise, and this is the only thing I can afford."
Ling Yansen paused, took a deep look at her, lowered his eyes, and lowered his head as if it was filled with lead, so heavy that he never wanted to lift it up again, "I'm going to take a shower."
Qingwu was still worried after all. She tugged on his beautiful and clean shirt, but found that the cuffs were sticky with sweat from his wrists. They were wet and cold. She looked at his expression and found that he was hiding in the dark.
Her eyebrows knitted together, and she immediately became nervous.
"What's wrong? Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere? Huh?"
Ling Yansen shook his head, pursed his lips, and said nothing, then quickly entered the bathroom. Qingwu listened outside, and she suddenly breathed a sigh of relief until she was sure that the sound of rushing water was coming from inside.
But she didn't know that in the bathroom, Ling Yansen was holding the toilet and vomiting. The reason why he turned on the water to the maximum was because he was afraid that she would hear it. He suppressed his voice with all his strength and almost vomited out all the dinner he had eaten. His body lost
With strength, he leaned against the wall that was filled with water mist, and his back was damp, just like his mood that was not very clear.
If this continues, she will always find out and cause inconvenience. He doesn't want to be a patient in front of her. Not at all.
For half an hour, Qingwu walked up and down the narrow floor outside the bathroom, swaying back and forth. She was barefoot, for fear that he would hear the frequent footsteps inside. He was a patient, and no matter how hard he was before, he was now
He will definitely be sensitive to a certain extent.
She didn't want to cause any pressure or scare him away.
Counting the time, they were queuing up in front of her eyes every second, waiting to slip away. The children had finished their homework and were watching cartoons in the living room. The sound of water in the bathroom was still constant. She remembered that he didn't like to enjoy it very much in the past.
The bathroom is so big, and there are many facilities that he has never used. Every time he takes a bath, he always takes a bath under the shower head. He rarely gets into the bathtub. In his words, it is a waste of time.
But now, forty minutes have passed.
She couldn't hold her breath, but she was still too worried after all, so she knocked on the door and said, "Hey, are you done washing?"
After a while, she didn't hear an answer, so she knocked a few more times.
This time, the sound of water stopped immediately, and his voice, full of fog, was heard, damp and low, "Are you in a hurry to use the bathroom?"
"No, you use it slowly. I just saw that you took too long to wash it. The temperature is a bit low today. Duoduo and Xiaoxiao don't want to take a bath. You wash it slowly."
Qingwu felt relieved when she heard his voice. In the living room, Duoduo and Xiaoxiao's eyes shifted from their beloved cartoon to her at some point, and their two little heads looked over at the same time.
"Watching your cartoons, why are you watching mom?" Qing Wu asked.
"Mom, you are Liuliu. She peeked at her face paralyzed while she was taking a shower!" Xiaoxiao opened her mouth and smiled.
Qingwu was furious, and her cheeks turned red almost immediately. They were pink and tender, with a long-lost radiance, "You damn boy! What nonsense are you talking about? You dare to call your mother a hooligan!"
"No, mom, you said you can't use swear words, so Liuliu is not a swear word, but mom can understand it! Haha!" Xiaoxiao rolled his eyes, looking cute and naughty, and wanted to ask someone to come over and take a bite.
Duoduo was more calm. Seeing that her mother was about to rush over and get angry, she immediately covered Xiaoxiao's open mouth with her hands and said, "Stop it! Don't disturb mom."
"Oh, you can't disturb me when you peek in the shower. Brother, is that what you mean?"
"..."
Ling Yansen listened to the conversation outside, curled his lips, smiled, raised his eyes again, looked at his head in the mirror, his eyes darkened. As soon as the water soaked his hair, it immediately stuck to his scalp, and now, he meant horror
The scalp pattern is very exciting, not white, but crisscrossed with ravines, just like the Loess Plateau. It is extremely ugly. Most of the skull is broken, repaired and stitched together. After several craniotomy operations, he
His scalp was so damaged that he couldn’t even see it. He was afraid of scaring her and the children, so he couldn’t let Duoduo Xiaoxiao take a bath with him. But he couldn’t use a hair dryer to dry his hair immediately, so he could only use the bathroom heater above his head.
High temperature, steam your hair dry before going out.
However, the hair evaporated very slowly, and the body that had just taken a shower quickly started to sweat. The shower was in vain.
An hour and twenty minutes later, Qingwu was confused and endured it for too long. She knocked on the door for the second time and said, "I'm going to take a bath and go to bed. Are you feeling better yet? I've been listening to the sound of water for so long. What are you doing in there?"
Ling Yansen had nothing to say and couldn't find any reason. So, a common and very practical reason blurted out, loud and clear, and reached Qingwu's ears through the stuffy door, leaving her speechless.
.
"Ahem...wait a little longer, I'll cum soon..."
"Ah? What are you shooting for...ah! Bastard Ling! What are you doing in my clean bathroom?"
"I have been very restrained. When I first woke up, I only had one every two days. Since the doctor said that the frequency should not be too high to avoid premature diarrhea in the future, I reduced it to once a week... oh... ah... um... phew"
"..."
Qingwu knew that asking him to die was a very vicious thing to say, but now she really, really wanted to tell him! The previous worries turned into a mockery of her own selfishness, she touched her cold feet,
I stepped on the pallet and walked angrily to the living room to watch TV.
Inside, Ling Yansen stood upright under the bathroom heater, looking at the mirror as his hair was steaming dry at a very fast speed, with a faint wry smile on his right cheek.
He had such low self-esteem that he turned into a coward in front of her.