He took away the hand that she held in the palm of his hand, rubbed the temple with his big palm, and said in a dumb voice, "I know."

Her voice rang out: "it seems that I seldom flatter you, I don't give you perfect feeling, but I don't say that love doesn't mean I don't love..."

He looked up at her, looked at her, suddenly laughed, turned out of the window and said casually, "I'm surprised you can say that."

The man in the mirror is cold and steady, glancing at her gently, "serve you."

Tong en licked some dry lips and said, "are you flattering me?"

Expertise is like working in an office.

Wan Jingting turns a deaf ear and walks out with the woman in his arms. Then he puts it on the dresser. Tong en looks at him in surprise. He takes out the hair dryer, turns it on, and patiently blows his hair. When it is dry, he takes a comb to comb her hair.

Tong en was wrapped in a soft bath towel, and the plain face in the mirror was moving. In response, he was going to carry her out like this. She swayed a little, "wait, I haven't worn my pajamas yet."

Wan Jingting didn't take her words seriously. After washing her hair and taking a bath, he wrapped her in a clean bath towel, picked her up and strode out.

"Yes, I'm not used to it." Along with his words jokingly, Tong en turned around and looked at him with black and white eyes, "in fact, you can also be a abstinence person, calm, very good."

Tong en sniffed. She just didn't understand that he asked her to give him a bath during his hospitalization. How could she be flattered?

Wan Jingting found that her eyes had been falling on her face, picked up some water and fell on her smooth arm. He couldn't help but smile and ask, "how? Flattered? "

But the process of taking a bath is very honest. Taking off clothes is just taking off clothes, and taking a bath is just taking a bath. She is suspicious and stares at the man with eyes. It's not like him.

What Tong en didn't expect was that the man promised gently, but when she wanted to take a bath, he made trouble.

"Well."

Tong en casually promised, "what should be said has also been said, go back." She wants to take a bath, too.

"Tomorrow." In a better mood, he even spoke with a smile.

"Where?" She gazed at him curiously.

Wan Jingting thought and nodded, "there is a place to go."

She doesn't want to stay at home all the time. She'll get moldy.

"Can I go somewhere else without going to the library?"

Tong en doesn't want to argue with him any more. Well, there's no need to argue for an outsider.

Wan Jingting said calmly: "the one surnamed Lin is absolutely not simple."

Tong en frowned deeply again. Did he say what he said just now?

The man nodded and said, "but you can't go to the library any more."

She went on, "so you know what I'm going to say."

His voice, his words like bees look at her, her face suddenly a red, she Nu mouth, she is really not good at saying this kind of touching love words.

Tong en bit his lips and chuckled. His charming face was just reflected in the mirror. Time seemed to go back many years ago and touched his heart. He naturally recalled the past and said with a smile: "I once combed your hair like this a long time ago. At that time, you were still young... "

At that time? Small?

Tong en blinked and hesitated. She just graduated from University at that time, but she was much smaller than him. Tong en fell into the memory, displeased, and asked him, "are you turning the corner and saying that I am no longer young?"