Jun Changqian stood one step away from me. He did not squat down in a hurry, but said above my head: "Are you sure? The palms of your hands are wrapped with gauze. Do you want to wipe your body with your feet?"
His temper... I endured it, shook my head and said, "Call room service."
Jun Changqian squatted down and looked at me levelly: "Girl, are you shy?"
I dared not look at him more and more, and said in a low voice: "I am fifteen years old!"
Jun Changqian looked at me for a while and said, "Did you forget that I gave you a bath?"
This...that is a special situation!
"Little girl, don't move around. After you've wiped it clean, go to bed and lie down." Jun Changqian was finally not as angry as before, with a bit of ridicule, but his tone was unquestionable.
I had to sit down obediently, listen to his instructions and raise my arms, stand up, then finish wiping my upper body, change into pajamas, and start wiping my lower body again.
My cheeks were so hot that they felt like they were about to bleed, but Jun Changqian’s words about “little girl” made it hard for me to say anything else. In his eyes, isn’t that what it is? Maybe I will always be just like Jun Xiao
Like Qing, in his eyes, she will always be a little girl who will never grow up.
I don’t know what happened, but this realization made me feel quite disappointed, and I didn’t care about blushing. Although his hot hands occasionally touched my skin with the towel, I didn’t care about half of my body.
Following him, he carefully put his feet into the thick pajamas. Jun Changqian said: "Your knee is injured, so it is not convenient to wear pants, but if you don't sleep well at night, tossing and turning, it will inevitably rub the wound.
Get on the quilt. Okay, here, I will carry you to the bed."
I put my obedient hands around his neck, and with a little force, he carried me to the bed.
Jun Changqian probably went to the construction site and had too much dust on his body. He always had a mysophobia and spent a long time in the bathroom before he came out. He did not immediately go to bed and lie next to me. Instead, he sat in front of the TV as if watching TV.
, and it’s like I’m not watching, I don’t know what I’m thinking about.
It was at this time that I saw a replay of what happened today.
"Recently, Jun Changqian, the youngest son of the Jun family who has always been disliked, went to de shopping mall to inspect the site. He is suspected of cooperating with de. The person accompanying him was not Yu Bei, a partner of Juncheng Studio, but a 14 or 15-year-old
A little girl, the two behaved very intimately, and according to insiders, the girl is the granddaughter adopted by the Jun family."
It wasn't that the broadcast was so bad, but the words "unpopular" made me feel like my heart was being stabbed. Jun Changqian's face didn't look good either, and he turned off the TV with a "pop" sound.
, and then said to me: "Sleep!"
He lay down and his body still smelled of shower gel.
I couldn't sleep, so I could only lie on my side with my back to him to avoid my knees being touched. But another reason was that the idea that just appeared suddenly made me startled, and I wanted to stay as far away as possible.
Far.
Jun Changqian didn't hold me in his arms as usual, nor did he speak, but I didn't hear his even breathing for a long time, so he probably wasn't asleep.
I cleared my throat and called him: "Jun Changqian."
"Uncle!"
"Uncle."
"What's up?"
"I didn't fall on purpose."
"You said it."
Then your face still smells so bad? Are you still angry with me? Stingy!
"Maybe grandpa doesn't like you, it's just that you lack communication."
"What do you want to say?"
I wanted to comfort him. Ever since he heard on the news that he was not treated well by the Jun family, he had become depressed. But when he asked me so directly, he didn’t know what to say. He could only reply: "Nothing.
"
I was already unhappy, so why bring up the old things again? I wasn't in a good mood after all, so he didn't say anything anymore. I smelled the faint fragrance of gardenia on his body, and I fell asleep lightly.
Half asleep and half awake, I felt my body being pulled into a broad and warm embrace, as if it was an innate fit. I heard a low sigh in my ears: "Buyu, how can those words hurt me? I just don't want to involve you.
