In the morning, the sound of rushing water came from the bathroom.
After taking a shower, Zhao Qinglan changed her clothes and walked out of the bathroom. At this time, her long hair was spread on her shoulders and the moisture was still wet. Her upper body was in loose-fitting short-sleeves and a cartoon bear on her chest. Her lower body was in a pair of light gray cropped pants.
, stepping on a pair of children's slippers for bathing.
Maybe it was because she had just taken a shower, but the skin on her face and arms was whiter than snow, and rosy. Her eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of mist, bottomless, and they were sharp and a little lazy.
.
With a towel in hand, Zhao Qinglan wiped her hair and walked out of her room.
My parents are not at home.
Only her brother was lying on the sofa with his legs crossed, eating potato chips and watching cartoons. He looked very comfortable in that posture.
Not seeing anyone else at home, Zhao Qinglan asked casually: "Where are your parents?"
When his sister asked, Zhao Qingyuan turned to look at her and said, "My parents have gone out a long time ago and took my grandparents to see the new house. I said, take advantage of the good weather to clean the room and open the windows."
Breathe."
Zhao Qinglan nodded slightly without saying much.
Zhao Qingyuan smiled and waved the potato chips in his hand towards her again. "Look, I bought some delicious tomato-flavored potato chips. Sister, come over and eat them together."
Zhao Qinglan: "..."
She still quite likes this depraved life.
"Yeah." Zhao Qinglan hummed softly and continued to wipe his hair with the towel in his hand. The person had already walked to him and sat down.
"If you don't blow dry your hair after taking a shower, you'll catch a cold later." As he spoke, Zhao Qingyuan sat up straight, reached out and put the bag of potato chips into his sister's arms.
"Eat, I'll get you a hair dryer and blow dry your hair."
Zhao Qinglan reached out and handed the towel over, "Put the towel away for me by the way."
"Okay."
When asked about his younger sister ordering him around, Zhao Qingyuan said that this was the treatment he received as an older brother, and his sister would not look at him like that.
Glancing at her brother's walking figure.
Eat potato chips.
Continue with potato chips.
In this world, there are so many different ways to eat.
Soon, Zhao Qinglan saw his brother walking over with a hair dryer. At this moment, he was holding the hair dryer cord in his hand with a depressed look on his face.
"The hair dryer doesn't work anymore. Whoever broke it, but it was still working fine two days ago."
"The threads are all broken."
Hearing his complaint, Zhao Qinglan raised her eyes and glanced.
It is indeed unusable, the wires are all broken and only a little bit of the outer skin is left connected.
If this is plugged in, I'm afraid I'll get an electric shock directly.
"I wonder if I can take this."
Zhao Qingyuan said and began to study the hair dryer cord.
Zhao Qinglan: "..."
I'm afraid I don't want to lie down.
She is just such a brother, and she still doesn’t want to eat.
Thinking of this, Zhao Qinglan stood up and walked to him, reached for the hair dryer, walked directly to the trash can and threw it in.
"Don't do these dangerous things in the future."
"Hey, I'm just talking casually."
"It's better to be a younger sister. She knows how to care about her brother. Our younger sister is so considerate. She is just like a little cotton-padded jacket, a little darling, and a little baby."
Zhao Qinglan glanced at him and said calmly: "I don't want to eat!"
"After all, I made the wrong payment." Zhao Qingyuan covered his chest and looked at her with a sad face, "Sister, you are so heartless, you are so cold."
Zhao Qinglan: "..."
Her brother's secondary disease seems to be more serious.
No more hair dryer.
Zhao Qingyuan looked at her hair stained with water vapor, "Then, what should you do with your hair?"
"How about I go to the supermarket and buy you a hair dryer."
Zhao Qinglan waved her hands slightly.
"No need."
She used her internal strength to perform her exercises, but for a moment there was smoke on her head, and the water vapor was quickly evaporated. Her hair fell from her shoulders, soft and black, and looked very silky.
Seeing this scene, Zhao Qingyuan had only one thought, it was so luxurious.
"I almost forgot, you still have inner strength."
On TV, those martial arts masters have their hair dry instantly when they come out of the shower. It turns out that it can really be done.
"No, sister, if it's so convenient to use internal force, why do you still have to use a hair dryer? It's so troublesome."
I glanced at him.
Zhao Qinglan said softly.
"You like the smoke coming from your head."
If there is smoke coming from your head, it is not a fire.
Zhao Qingyuan was stunned for a moment, then suddenly laughed.
"Haha, I understand."
"There's smoke on your head, it feels like it's on fire. You definitely won't like it, understand..."
Hair tied.
Zhao Qinglan returned to her room.
She took a handbag, put two stacks of money in it, and walked out with it.
"I'll go out for a while."
Zhao Qingyuan, who was eating potato chips, stopped his movements and said, "Bao, what are you doing?"
Zhao Qinglan: "Bookstore, do you want to come together?"
When he heard that he was going to the bookstore, Zhao Qingyuan immediately felt like a salted fish and sat on the sofa without moving.
"Not going."
I really refused without any hesitation.
"Whatever book you want to read, I'll buy it for you"
Zhao Qingyuan reached for a pillow to cover himself, and only his voice came out.
"Sister, please spare me. I have back pain, leg cramps, and dizziness."
At this moment, Zhao Qinglan felt like a flock of crows were flying over his head.
He walked forward, reached out and put money on the table.
"Whatever you want to eat, buy it yourself and I'll take care of it."
"So good."
Zhao Qingyuan took away the pillow and his eyes lit up when he saw the money on the table.
"Suddenly, I feel that my waist is not sore, my legs are not hurting, and my head is not dizzy. Thank you sister, I love you more than anything."
"I'm leaving."
After Zhao Qinglan greeted her brother, she walked out of the house and went downstairs.
Nothing to do.
Zhao Qinglan is going to buy a mobile phone, which will be more convenient, and he will also buy a computer to use when he comes back.
This is the Internet age, where mobile phones and computers are all necessary.
Walking through the alley, Zhao Qinglan heard someone calling her.
"Sister."
Zhao Qinglan was stunned, and the hand holding the bag tightened subconsciously.
"Sister, where are you going?"
It was Xiao Yu who called her.
Hearing the sound, Zhao Qinglan raised her head and looked over. In her sight, not far in front of her, a little boy was running towards her, holding something in his hand.
In a trance.
Zhao Qinglan seemed to see it, and a young man in Tsing Yi trotted over.
"My lord..."
Zhao Qinglan was slightly startled, stopped and stood on the spot.
"Slow down."
Blurred out unconsciously.
Soon, the little boy arrived in front of her.
I might be embarrassed to see her, but I still mustered up the courage to say hello to her.
"Are you going out?"
Zhao Qinglan nodded, "Yeah."
"Here you go."
Xiao Yu said, reached out and grabbed two oranges from his pocket and handed them to her, "Eat the oranges."
Zhao Qinglan reached out and took it, "Yeah, okay."
Xiao Yu smiled, a little embarrassed: "Then, I'm leaving."
Zhao Qinglan: "Yeah."
Xiao Yu glanced at her, then turned around and walked into the alley while carrying her things.