Chenxing stood up immediately after hearing this: "Ah? Hey, wait a minute, Huahua, why don't you find a guest room to sleep in."
"The garbage bed in the guest room is not worthy of my delicate body. The bed in your bedroom is more comfortable to sleep on."
"But……"
"But what? But, Chenxing, please don't be so stingy?"
Chenxing pursed her lips, but hesitated to speak, wondering if Huahua didn't know that Shaocheng didn't allow others to enter the bedroom? But the other party was Huahua, and she couldn't stop her, "Then you can sleep in the side bedroom, not our bed.
"
Her face burned when she thought of someone else sleeping in the bed where she and Shaocheng often turned upside down. It wasn't that she was mysophobic, but that she really felt embarrassed.
Huahua waved her hands impatiently: "I know, you cheapskate!"
Huahua pushed open the long-lost bedroom, but did not go to sleep on her side. Instead, she rummaged for things in the master bedroom. She rummaged through the cabinets and cabinets, but did not find any medicine. He stood in the middle of the bedroom with one hand in his pocket, thinking that Sissi was indeed
It's just a wild guess. My brother has a serious disease. If he is sick, can there be no medicine in the bedroom?
The stone in my heart fell and I let out a long breath.
Pushing open the door of the side bedroom, he touched the chandelier switch with familiarity. The decoration of this side bedroom was no longer the decoration when he lived there. It was not so pink before, but now it is like a princess room.
Boring...
Even the bed was no longer the one he slept on back then. He didn't bother to touch it. He simply walked to the sofa next to him and curled up in the sofa with his tall and thin body. He pulled a pillow under his head and took it out at the same time.
Playing with your mobile phone casually.
Before I knew it, I really fell asleep.
When he woke up again, it was because of a huge noise coming from the bathroom. He was startled, jumped up, and rushed to the bathroom.
In the bathroom, Gu Shaocheng sat on the floor, grabbed an iron washbasin next to him, and threw it heavily to the ground. The washbasin bounced on the ground several times, and finally fell to Huahua's feet.
"Brother, what's wrong?"
"Why are you here?"
Huahua quickly strode across the basin and reached out her hand to help Gu Shaocheng: "I'm a little sleepy. I'm going to lie on my side for a while. If I hear any movement here, I'll come over and take a look. Why are you sitting on the ground?"
Gu Shaocheng looked very unhappy and did not answer his question.
As if something happened and she was angry with herself, she didn't appreciate his kindness at all and reached out to help him. Instead, she just sat on the ground and couldn't get up.
Huahua knelt down in confusion, "Brother? Who provoked you?"
"It's okay! You go out, I want it convenient."
Huahua showed a puzzled expression: "Is it convenient for you to sit down?" When did you develop this habit?"
Gu Shaocheng had a bad temper: "Tell you to get out!"
"Let me help you up first."
As soon as he finished speaking, he heard Gu Shaocheng growl: "Am I an old man? I don't know how to get up, so I need your help. I just like to sit for convenience, so get out!"
Huahua: “…………”
Why are you so angry? He didn't provoke him?
Huahua didn't dare to complain. With confusion and grievance in her eyes, she walked out slowly. Behind her, Gu Shaocheng said: "Close the door!"
Huahua closed the door, leaned against the wall, put one hand in his pocket, and lowered his head slightly. If it were in the past, when his brother lost his temper, he would definitely run away with oil on his feet to avoid being hurt, but today it was too late
He didn't take a step forward and just leaned against the wall.