Chapter 223

Xia Chun looks at Qi Yunzhe wrongfully. He has long been used to his poisonous tongue. Anyway, he won't lose a piece of meat if scolded.

"Then why don't you let me die?" she pouted unconvinced.

This lovely appearance made Qi Yunzhe unable to move his eyes. He was already overjoyed, but his face was still cold and his happiness and anger were not in color.

He has no expression. The girl is getting bolder and bolder. If he gives her some good color, she won't raise her tail to heaven.

However, Qi Yunzhe had some contradictory thoughts. He still liked to see her tail up in the sky.

Xia Chun used to be cautious, even submissive. Qi Yunzhe didn't want her to be like that.

He pinched Xia Chun's small face and wiped Shuyang's ointment. The scar on her left face faded a lot.

"You've learned to talk back."

"Oh, it hurts." her face was pulled and deformed, and Qi Yunzhe was cruel.

Hearing her cry of pain, Qi Yunzhe reluctantly let go. I have to say that this feeling is very addictive.

Xia Chun put Qi Yunzhe's hand on the top of his hair, and then rubbed it hard. Qi Yunzhe couldn't understand her sudden action, but looked at her strangely.

"What are you doing?"

After rubbing twice, Xia Chun stretched out her hand and motioned Qi Yunzhe to get closer. Qi Yunzhe followed suit, but she pressed her hand on her face.

Qi Yunzhe subconsciously retreated, but he was still a little late. His face seemed to be stained with something, greasy, and an inexplicable smell rushed into his mind.

His face suddenly became gloomy, and his eyes were full of cold awns.

Xia Chun looked at him with a responsible look on his face, but he smiled brightly. Who told him to take charge of the East and the West and not even wash his hair? This is the taste of eating its own fruit.

"How's it going? It's very charming," she joked as she laughed.

Qi Yunzhe took out a paper towel and wiped the greasy on his face. He couldn't figure out how her hair could be so greasy and taste strong.

Girls, don't sweat with fragrance?

"If you are exposed to such a smell, do you think you can sleep?" she said again.

"All right, I agree. You really should wash your hair."

Finally, Qi Yunzhe passed the proposal. Xia Chun was very happy and immediately got out of bed and went to the bathroom.

Looking at the smile on her face, Qi Yunzhe felt that it was not bad for Xia chun to indulge once in a while, but only occasionally.

The girl is more and more daring now. If she goes on like this, she won't pay attention to herself.

Conveniently picked up the remote control on the table, Qi Yunzhe raised the temperature of the air conditioner in the room to prevent her from catching a cold.

Xia Chun had a miscarriage in big month and needed to be in confinement. For this, he specially searched a lot of information on the Internet.

It is said on the Internet that it is best not to take a bath and wash your hair within a month, otherwise your body will fall ill when you are old.

Otherwise, Qi Yunzhe will not stop Xia Chun.

"Yunzhe, call a nurse for me. I can't wash myself." after a while, Xia Chun's voice came out of the bathroom again.

Qi Yunzhe heard the voice and immediately walked over. He saw Xia Chun with her hair spread out standing by the sink.

Although the knife edge on the stomach has healed, it still hurts from time to time. Xia Chun is also afraid to open it, so it's hard to do.

Although she doesn't want to trouble others, sometimes she can't help it.

Looking at Qi Yunzhe standing at the door, she said strangely, "didn't you call someone?"

"... I'll wash it for you." Qi Yunzhe hesitated for a moment and said slowly.

Xia Chun couldn't help picking her eyebrows and felt whether she had heard wrong. Although Qi Yunzhe's attitude towards her has changed recently, it's a little too exaggerated to wash her hair.

He is a dignified general manager of the Qi family. He was born with noble attributes. He suddenly wants to change into a shampoo younger brother. Rao can't adapt to anyone.

"... that's not necessary. Just call a nurse for me."

"Either you do it yourself or I'll help you choose one."

"Is there a third option?"

"No," Qi Yunzhe said coldly.

Xia Chun, Mo, is it so annoying for him to wash his hair? Torture yourself in disguise.

After hesitating for a moment, Xia Chun turned on the tap and decided to do it himself. She had plenty of clothes and food and didn't dare bother master Qi.

"You go out and I'll do it myself."

Qi Yunzhe grits his teeth. When the girl is still obedient, she is always disobedient. She would rather work hard, or even open the knife edge, than let him help.

Qi Yunzhe, who couldn't see the past, went directly to Xia Chun. "You can stand as comfortable as you can."

"I can..."

"If you say it again, don't wash it."

Xia Chun wants to make complaints about why the man is so overbearing. He can't help but Tucao in his heart. But at the same time, there is a touch of warmth in her heart.

It's nothing to be taken care of by him occasionally.

She put her hair in front of her face, didn't let her waist bend too much, and put her hands around her waist, "OK."

Qi Yunzhe carefully turned on the faucet, adjusted the water temperature to the appropriate temperature, tried it by hand, and finally drenched Xia Chun's head.

"Hot or not?"

"It's not hot, the temperature is just right."

His fingertips constantly swam and massaged in her hair, not with nails, but with his fingertips, gently and carefully.

If Xia Chun hadn't been standing at the moment, she felt that she would have fallen asleep comfortably.

I didn't expect that master Qi had such a hidden skill. Xia Chun wanted to say that even if he didn't have other skills, he should be able to live just by washing people's hair.

But she didn't dare to say this. She was afraid that Qi Yunzhe would screw her head off on an impulse.

Qi Yunzhe's movements were slow, and he decided that his hair was wet. He turned off the water and squeezed the shampoo into his hands, polishing the foam with his palm.

This is also the first time in his life that he washed someone's hair. Once upon a time, if someone dared to make such a request like him, he would kick someone away.

Unexpectedly, one day, I would take the initiative to wash people's hair. However, this experience seems not so difficult to accept.

Maybe it's because the object is Xia Chun.

Put the foam on the hair of summer pure, and then began a new round of massage, shampoo lubrication, his fingers in the pure hair of summer.

Qi Yunzhe always does things perfectly, and even carefully combs Xia Chun's knotted hair.

He can be patient to do so, but Xia Chun only has... Low back pain after a short enjoyment.

"Are you ready?"

"Soon." Qi Yunzhe was distracted and fought against Xia Chun's hair.