The real daughter calculates with her fingers, she will become rich after the divorce

"Enter."

After receiving the permission and thanking the banquet, he pressed the doorknob and walked in.

He was holding a tray in his hand, with a medicine kit and a bowl of hot ginger soup on the tray.

After entering the room, the man first placed the tray on the table, and then handed the ginger soup to Meng Xingluan.

"Luanluan, you drink first, and I'll help you dry your hair."

Who could refuse such a considerate request?

Besides, they are both boyfriend and girlfriend, so there is no reason to refuse.

Meng Xingluan sat in front of the dressing table, holding a small porcelain bowl in his hand. The steaming heat carried a strong smell of ginger.

She asked: "Have you drank?"

"Not yet, Luanluan, I'm not that fragile."

As soon as he finished speaking, Xie Yanci couldn't help but cough a few times.

He was wearing casual home clothes, with long body and long legs, and his black hair was half dry and messy.

Because of the cough, two blushes appeared on the man's pale face, and he held a hairdryer in his hand.

Meng Xingluan was a little helpless.

It is good to have self-esteem, but there is no need to be brave.

But what the woman didn't know was that all of this was Xie Yanci's intention.

He just wanted to win the other party's attention through this.

Just like a love brain lacking love.

"Thank you for the banquet. Please drink this bowl."

Meng Xingluan turned slightly and handed the bowl in his hand to the man.

The heat spreads through the wall of the bowl to the palm of the hand, making it slightly hot.

He declined the thank you banquet twice, and finally said: "Luan Luan drinks half and I drink half."

Meng Xingluan raised an eyebrow.

"You only made one bowl?"

Xie Yan nodded without changing his expression, "I don't have enough ingredients at home, so I can only make one bowl."

Meng Xingluan, who never entered the kitchen, was not suspicious.

She took a big sip first, and then handed the remaining half to the man.

This time I accepted the thank you speech calmly, and I don't know whether it was intentional or not, but I drank right where Meng Xingluan drank.

Meng Xingluan's eyes flashed for a moment, and he opened his mouth to speak, but chose silence.

Forget it.

It’s not like I haven’t been kissed before.

It would be too pretentious to say it.

Meng Xingluan sat upright again and looked at the man standing behind him through the mirror.

Xie Yanci's Adam's apple rolled up and down, and with the sound of swallowing, all the remaining ginger soup went into his stomach.

The man put down the empty bowl and then lowered his head and turned on the hair dryer.

The noise-canceled sound was not too noisy. Xie Yanci's eyes were gentle and focused, and his slender fingers were intertwined in the woman's black hair. The black and white were clear and eye-catching.

Meng Xingluan changed his sitting position.

I just feel my neck is very sore.

Just as I was about to take out the paper figurine specially designed for massage, the sound of the hair dryer stopped.

Then two big hands appeared on the shoulders.

Xie Yanci's massage technique is very systematic, the intensity is just right, and it is very comfortable.

Meng Xingluan couldn't help but half-squinted his eyes in contentment, with a sense of laziness all over his body.

"Are you comfortable, Luanluan?"

Xie Yanci lowered his voice and asked.

"Comfortable."

This is a heartfelt answer.

No matter what, living hands are much better than lifeless paper figures.

Meng Xingluan was very satisfied.

She looked at the man massaging her in the mirror and couldn't help but say: "Thank you Yanci, has anyone ever said that you look like a wife?"

Wife refers to a wife-like role, gentle and considerate, and good at taking care of others.

The thank you speech perfectly fits the definition of this word.

Hearing this, the man paused his massaging hand and said without raising his eyes: "No."

At the end, he added, "Luan Luan is the first."

He is the noble Third Young Master of the Xie family. Who dares to say that he is a wife?

Even though he has been soaked in medicine jars since he was a child, no one dares to underestimate him.

but……

Whatever Luan Luan says is right.

I didn't feel offended by the thank-you speech in the late stage of my love brain.

Neither of them spoke anymore.

Twenty minutes later.

Meng Xingluan's hair was half-dried, and her sore neck returned to normal.

But the thank-you speech showed no intention of leaving.

Meng Xingluan's cold facial features looked very soft under the warm light, especially those charming peach blossom eyes, which seemed to draw away the soul at this moment.

"Don't go?"

Xie Yanci suppressed the throbbing in his eyes, pretending to be calm and opened the medicine box that was placed with the empty bowls.

There are common disinfection supplies inside.

"Luanluan, your injuries need to be disinfected. You sit on the bed first."

His voice was low and hoarse, and no other emotion could be heard.

Meng Xingluan didn't pay much attention to the minor wounds on his body, and they healed on their own in a few days.

But the thank you banquet speech was obviously taken to heart.

"I'm not that delicate."

"Luan Luan is very delicate here."

Their eyes met in the air, and they were in a stalemate for a few seconds before Meng Xingluan chose to compromise.

Fine.

A boyfriend who knows how to care for others is a plus.

Meng Xingluan took off his shoes and went to bed.

The bathrobe moved up with her movements, revealing her slender calves.

Seeing this, Xie Yanci's eyes deepened. He lowered his eyes restrainedly and sat on the edge of the bed with a disinfectant swab and iodine.

The warm-toned lighting reflects the shadows of the two people on the wall, intertwining and creating ambiguity.

"Luanluan, please bear with it, it may hurt a little."

After saying his thanks, he grabbed the woman's slender ankle with one hand.

The touch on his palm made him breathe softly subconsciously. He put aside the yellow waste in his mind and tried his best to focus on the wound on Meng Xingluan's leg.

There are some scratches on the calf, and some of them have scabs.

But Xie Yanci still wiped it carefully with iodophor, and then went up...

The hem of the bathrobe is loose.

When applying medicine for disinfection, Meng Xingluan's legs would inevitably be lifted up. The spring light was looming, and the white thighs maximized the yellow waste of Xie Yanci.

He was wondering how it would feel to have these long legs wrapped around his waist...

"What are you thinking?"

The sudden female voice made Xie Yanci's face turn red instantly.

His long eyelashes trembled slightly, and his dark pupils clearly reflected those spring lights that made people blush and make their hearts beat.

"No, I didn't think about anything."

It's rare to feel a little panicked after being caught.

"is it?"

Meng Xingluan deliberately prolonged the ending tone, appearing to be smiling but not smiling, giving people the illusion of being seen through.

Xie Yanci hummed indiscriminately, and painfully finished treating the wound on the woman's leg, and then it was the arm's turn.

Meng Xingluan lifted up his sleeves in cooperation.

One of the scratches was very long, almost extending from the shoulder to the elbow.

Fortunately, the wound is not deep.

A hint of distress suddenly appeared in Xie Yanci's eyes.

I was even more gentle when wiping.

"Does it hurt?"

Meng Xingluan disagreed, "It doesn't hurt."

In order to disinfect her wounds more carefully, Xie Yanci moved his whole body very close to Meng Xingluan.

The hot breath sprayed out felt hot and itchy on the skin.

The look in Meng Xingluan's eyes changed again and again.

The next second, she grabbed the man's collar with her other hand.