In this life, she can never find anyone better than him, right?
Duan Luhen stayed in the hospital for one day and insisted on being discharged. To him, it was just some flesh pain, which was nothing. After returning to the small villa in the training center, because he had lost too much blood and needed to nourish his body, he
Finally he had the medicinal meal he had dreamed of, which was made for him by his beloved Nier.
Taking medicated meals every day was finally no longer the exclusive domain of Jian You. He felt that the injury was worth it!
There were so many deep and shallow wounds on his body and arms that bathing became a big trouble. Every day, he would stand under the shower and wash his chest and legs, without daring to get any water on his arms and back.
Every time at this time, he was thinking about who had tampered with his car, and he wished he could immediately catch that person and cut him into pieces.
After taking a shower, he scratched his head in worry.
I haven’t washed my hair for several days!
He has never been so dirty since he was a child!
Because if you put the shower head on your head, it will inevitably hit your back and arms, so the doctor repeatedly warned him not to stand under the shower head to take a shower.
After leaving the bathroom, Jing Tian'er was lying on the coffee table doing her homework. She looked up and saw obvious displeasure written on his handsome face. She put down the pen and walked over, holding his face, "What's wrong, Master Duan, who is it?"
Did it make you unhappy?"
Duan Luhen pulled his hair in annoyance, hugged Jing Tian'er's body, and buried his face in her neck. His voice was a bit coquettish and aggrieved, "Nier, do you think I'm dirty?"
Ha ha!
Young Master Duan’s coquettish look is so cute!
Jing Tian'er smiled and raised her hand to pat his head, "Isn't it just that your hair is dirty? Why is it so annoying? Come on! I'll help you wash it!"
Duan Luhen's eyes suddenly lit up, "Really?"
Jing Tian'er said to him, "I'm going to lie to you after washing my hair? Wait!"
Jing Tianer quickly went into the bathroom, prepared some things, and called him: "I'm ready, you can come in."
There was a leather sofa bed outside the bathroom. Jing Tianer let Duan Luhen lie on it. She put the basin under his head, wet all his hair first, and then squeezed the shampoo into the palm of her hand.
Rub it into foam and rub it on his head.
The wound on Duan Luhen's back has not healed yet, so it hurts a little to lie down like this, but the soft numbing feeling coming from his head can completely ignore the pain in his back.
He closed his eyes comfortably and remembered a sentence he had read before - a woman washing a man's hair is the most gentle way to condition his hair.
I didn't understand it before and just laughed it off. But today this sentence pops into my mind and I feel that it is a wise saying.
Her soft fingers ran through his hair and gently rubbed his scalp. The strange tingling feeling was like scratching the tip of his heart with dogtail grass, itchy and soft.
Jing Tian'er washed him and washed him three times with clean water. Then she helped him stand up, wiped him with a big towel, turned on the hair dryer, and started to blow him carefully.
Short hair dries easily, so his hair dries quickly. She turned off the hair dryer, smiled and bent over his head to smell it, "Yeah! It smells so good!"
She was so close to him, so close that he could smell the faint fragrance on her body. He couldn't calm down anymore, and pulled her into his arms with force. He lowered his head and kissed her passionately.
He was so in love with this sweet and playful little girl that he wished he could swallow her up to the bone and merge her with him into one, never to be separated again.
