She said weakly, deliberately put her face close to the man's face to avoid eye contact with him.

He Dongting did not speak.

He took the girl to the table, put a pen into her arm and asked, "what do you want to write?"

He Baobao's eyes turned several times.

She said with a brilliant smile, "I want to write my name on my storybook. Well, I want to write the names of my brother and me."

"Good."

He Dongting nodded and took her little prince.

For this book, he Dongting once finished it for he Baobao.

But he didn't see it again.

Because he didn't understand.

He Baobao opens the first page of the book, and then writes down the names of she and he Dongting in the middle of the page.

Her expression is very attentive, small hand holding a pen, stroke.

He Dongting looked at it, feeling warm.

Finally, the girl finished her last stroke.

"Brother, how are you looking?"

She asked happily.

He Dongting low Mou, looking at above two names side by side, nodded.

"Good looking!"

He's serious.

He he Dongting's offspring can only be born by the baby!

In the evening, he Baobao took a bath and sat by the bed to blow her hair.

She had a little pink hair dryer in her hand, which was a bit clumsy, but you can see that she worked very hard.

He Dongting just saw this scene when he came in.

He could not help frowning slightly.

"Baby."

Said, while walking past.

When the girl heard the voice, she looked up and said, "brother Dongting!"

He Dongting walked past, conveniently took the hair dryer in her hand, the tone asked casually: "why didn't you call me?"

"My brother is busy."

He Baobao's answer is natural and his eyes are watery.

He Dongting didn't speak. He reached for the girl's hair and began to blow her hair slowly.

The girl sat by the bed, motionless, letting the man blow her hair.

From small to large, her brother blew her hair.

The room was quiet, just the whirring of the hair dryer.

After a while, he baby seems to suddenly think of something, suddenly raised his head, but did not pay attention to the hair dryer.

"Ah

She gave a cry.

Seeing this, the man quickly removed the hair dryer and said angrily, "what's the matter?"

He's very angry!

"I forgot..."

He Baobao wrinkled his little nose and looked pitifully at the man.

She looks very petite, especially when she is poor.

The man sighed.

He put his hand on the girl's small head and gently rubbed it for her. He asked, "does it still hurt?"

"No..."

He Baobao shakes his head.

She cracked her mouth with a smile, and her lips were pink and tender, opening and closing one by one: "brother, help me rub it, and I won't hurt any more."

The little playful.

He Dongting put down the hair dryer, then took the little man to his lap and sat down. First he kissed her little lip, and then he slowly said, "baby, as long as it makes you happy, let me do anything."

He had a sudden feeling.

He Baobao smell speech, can't help but tilt head, look at the man: "really?"

"Yes."

The man nodded, very serious.

He Baobei thought for a moment, suddenly reached out and hugged the man's waist, with a light tone: "as long as my brother is good to me, I will be happy."

Her wish is simple.

Really, it's very simple.

This makes he Dongting feel more sorry for her.

"How are you, brother?" He asked.

"Good!" He Baobao nodded without hesitation: "very, very good!"

It is because of very good, so he baby will be very attached to him.

This is a very contradictory feeling.

Nowadays, he Baobao is in puberty, and every child is more or less rebellious at this stage.

He Baobao was controlled by he Dongting since she was a child. Her rebellious mood is not big. Most of the time, she is just making little trouble.

However, there is a saying that if you don't die in silence, you will burst out in silence.

He Baobei only needs one thing.

Courage!

She needs courage to leave the dream castle that he Dongting made for her.

After blowing her hair, he Baobei took the initiative to put the hair dryer back in place. Then she asked the man with a smile: "brother, am I more sensible now?"

"Yes, I'm more sensible..."

He Dongting sat by the bed, his eyes following the girl all the time.

He Baobao was walking around the room. She took out the man's pajamas and put them in the bathroom.

"I've put my clothes in. Go and take a bath."

She's always smiling.

"Good."

He Dongting stood up and looked at the girl with deep eyes. Then he went into the bathroom.

He Baobao is listening to the sound of water in the bathroom.

She stood there for a while, not knowing what she thought, until the sound of water in the bathroom stopped.

She instantly recovered and ran to the bedside.

As soon as he took off his shoes and climbed into bed, the man just came out wiping his hair.

"Come here, come here!"

She waved to the man happily.

He Dongting is clear about it. He walks over and gives her the towel in his hand.

The girl knelt down on the bed, first signaled the man to sit down, then put the towel on his head and slowly wiped his hair.

"Short hair is better!"

She suddenly said something.

He Dongting laughed and said, "why, do you think your hair is too long?"

"Yes He Baobao nodded and compared his long black hair to his waist. He wrinkled his small nose: "it's troublesome to wash hair every time, and it's troublesome to blow it. Brother Dongting, why don't you take me to have my hair cut? "

She had long hair for a long time, almost since she arrived at he's house.

And before in the countryside, she is short hair, because mother said, wash hair to use shampoo, very expensive, to save!

"Long hair is better for girls." He Dongting slowly opened the mouth, for he baby's haircut request, he did not pay attention to.

He Baobao pouts her little mouth.

She honestly continued to wipe the man's hair, some heavy action.

However, her little strength, for he Dongting, is like a scratch.