Chapter 314 Be my patriarch!
"La la la, la la la, I am your father and I am so great, raising you so much!"
He Yunting: "……"
What should I do if my younger brother is a mentally handicapped child?
Waiting online, very anxious.
He Yunting just stood outside the bathroom for almost an hour, and the sound of incomplete singing inside finally died down, and the sound of water was no longer heard.
He knocked on the door again, "Jojo, open the door for me."
There is no sound in the bathroom.
He Yunting knocked again.
Still no sound.
Can't wash and fainted, right?
He Yunting quickly went downstairs to find Uncle Jiang for a spare key.
Waiting for him to come up again, Joe came out of the bathroom early in the morning, wearing his black and blue bathrobe, plunged into his bed, whirring like a pig, and fell asleep.
Uncle Jiang: "Master, this..."
Uncle Jiang wanted to step forward to wake up Qiao Yi, but He Yunting stopped him, "Let her sleep."
Uncle Jiang: "..."
He is getting older, Master Qiao and Master, what is going on?
Why can't he understand it anymore.
Isn’t the young master hygienic?
That Young Master Qiao not only wears the Young Master’s clothes, but also lies on the Young Master’s bed, where can the Young Master go to sleep?
"It's okay, you can go down."
Uncle Jiang is an outsider after all, he is not qualified to talk about the matter of the young master.
Before leaving, he intimately closed the door for the young master.
The two of them are left in the house.
He Yunting had no choice but to enter the bathroom to take a bath.
In the bathroom, the clothes that Joe changed when she was thrown into a mess.
He Yunting bends over to help her collect one by one, until he touches a white ball from the corner next to the toilet, similar to a bandage...unknown item.
what is this?
He supported it with his hands, it was very flexible and a very long one. Could it be that Joe Joe had injuries on his body?
He took a closer look at the bandage, there was no blood on it, and the trash can in the bathroom was clean, and there was nothing suspicious of cotton.
So, what is this thing used for?
He Yunting is puzzled.
After taking a shower, He Yunting walked out of the bathroom wrapped in a bath towel.
Joe slept on all sides, put in a big character, occupying the big bed.
He Yunting walked to her, stared at Qiao Yi's lovely sleeping face like a baby, and smiled.
He stretched out his hand to pinch Joe's nose, and Joe, who was sleeping soundly, suddenly couldn't breathe, and his two small paws were so uncomfortable that they were scratching around the sky.
"Hmm, I hate it, brother, don't make trouble!"
He Yunting raised his eyebrows, and the little guy actually knew it was him.
He let go of Joe's nose and changed to pinch her chin, "Open your eyes and see, who am I?"
"Oh, brother, you are brother, I want to sleep, I want to sleep."
Qiao didn't even open his eyes, and bit his hand when he caught He Yunting.
"Hiss!"
On He Yunting's wrist, there are two rows of bright red teeth marks.
Little cub is a dog!
Qiao smashed his mouth, very satisfied.
Forget it, I’m afraid I won’t wake up tonight, so ask tomorrow.
He put the bandage on the bedside table and walked to the other side, which was slightly more spacious.
Lift the quilt...
superior\\\. . . Chuang...
Suddenly——
A refreshing fragrance raided Qiao Yi’s nose, and she took a deep breath...
What kind of fairy man fragrance is this.
Like the smell of dew in the mountains in the early morning.
Joe wrinkled his nose and heard it, then locked in a direction and crawled over.
He Yunting just lay down and stretched out his hand to turn off the bedside lamp. A warm little hand suddenly covered his little \\\. fu.
hum.
The brain is blank!
"Haha, little brother, don't run away, I caught you, go, go back with me, and be my dear friend!"
(End of this chapter)