Qi Mingye roared, and the hand around Gu Qianqian's waist suddenly tightened, and he lowered his head and bit her earlobe.
He declared domineeringly, "Whoever dares to marry you except me, I will carve a tombstone for his whole family!"
"..." Gu Qianqian.
The topic declaration cannot be continued.
According to Qi Mingye's violent thinking, there is no way to have a pleasant chat...
"Qi Mingye, you promised to take me to see Ranran today."
As soon as Gu Qianqian followed Qi Mingye out of the bathroom, she immediately asked.
She didn't dare to hum the last half of her sentence yesterday, for fear that if she accidentally said the wrong thing, Qi Mingye would find an excuse not to take her to see An Moran.
It took a lot of effort until early this morning. If it wasn't for the fact that she couldn't bear to wake Qi Mingye up, Gu Qianqian would have called someone long ago.
Although Qi Mingye was still woken up by her little moves later...
Qi Mingye stood tall and straight in front of the dressing mirror. He reached out and pulled off the towel wiping his hair and threw it into Gu Qianqian's hand, "Gu Qianqian, wipe my hair."
"..."
Gu Qianqian looked at the towel that suddenly flew into her hand, and then at the dark-faced Qi Mingye. She didn't know what made his uncle unhappy.
However, she wanted to see An Moran's mood, so she persuaded Gu Qianqian not to go against Qi Mingye's wishes. She moved her petite body in front of Qi Mingye, stood on tiptoes, and wiped his dripping short hair.
Gu Qianqian was about 1.6 meters tall, but in front of Qi Mingye's stalwart body, she was as petite and slender as a porcelain doll.
Even if she stood on tiptoes, she could barely reach the top of his head. She had to lower her head slightly so that Qi Mingye could smoothly wipe the hair at the back of him.
Gu Qianqian straightened her toes and pursed her lips to wipe his hair. She could even clearly feel Qi Mingye's breathing and the uneasy beating of her heart.
Qi Mingye's short flaxen hair was flamboyant, and as the towel was wiping, many water droplets splashed onto Gu Qianqian's face.
It could be seen that her movements were very jerky, as if it was her first time wiping a man's hair.
This realization made Qi Mingye's eyes darken, and the tight curve of his mouth relaxed. He reached out and hugged Gu Qianqian's waist, took the person in front of him into his arms, and stopped her.
Actions.
Complaining in an extremely arrogant manner, "Gu Qianqian, your movements are so stupid, who taught you this? Your scalp has been rubbed off!"
Hearing this, Gu Qianqian's little head hung down, her little hands holding the towel nervously wrung the towel in her hand, and she licked her lips awkwardly, "I'm sorry, I have no experience."
She had never wiped a man's hair so intimately before. It was his first time, so she was inevitably a little nervous.
"Not even a brat?"
Qi Mingye stared at her nervous little face, because she was always concerned about An Moran's bad mood and suddenly it was gone.
His big hands kneaded the tender flesh of her waist and asked in a low tone.
"..."
Gu Qianqian was startled and shook her head.
Her son followed her when he was young. No matter how talented a child is, there is a stage where he cannot take care of himself. How could Gu Qianqian not wipe his son's hair?
"But...your size and son..."
Gu Qianqian stretched out her hand to make the biggest difference, with a look of helplessness on her face.
Her son was only four years old, so she didn't have to lift her head so hard to wipe her son's hair. Besides, ever since Yuanbao became sensible, Gu Qianqian could do things like taking a bath without having to do anything.
After all, as a mother, she really has a lot of fun...
