People Are Rejoicing: Me! Taozi's Salted Fish Boyfriend

"Hanhan, are you still there? Who is here?"

Song Qian hugged her body tightly, and asked with a trembling voice.

"I'm here, Aunt Song."

"Uncle Qiao is here. I will ask Yingzi to change his clothes before opening the door for him."

"Qiao Weidong? What is he doing here?"

Talking about Qiao Weidong, Song Qian's face changed. Thinking of the yoga teacher Xiaomeng she met on Yingzi's birthday, she suddenly felt a little angry.

"Forget it, leave him alone, Hanhan, you can find a bath towel for Auntie."

Song Qian shook her head, not wanting to remind herself of Qiao Weidong's ass, she was so cold that she couldn't bear it (baah).

"it is good."

Jiang Han is a good contemporary boy who is willing to help others, so of course he will agree.

"Yeah, I'll look for it right away. By the way, Aunt Song, where do you usually put your bath towels?" Jiang Han asked.

"Hanhan, it's just outside the cabinet, the third layer is stacked, you can open it."

"Yeah, Aunt Song, please wait for me."

With permission, Jiang Han took the opportunity to admire her in her room.

Gently opening the closet, Jiang Han saw Song Qian's personal clothes.

Jiang Han took a quick look, it's not that he hasn't seen a woman's wardrobe.

When I went to Li Meng's home, I visited it. Although every woman has her own style and characteristics, Jiang Han thinks a woman's wardrobe.

It's nothing more than a pair of clothes, and the things inside are very different.

But for Song Qian, the big goblin.

The wardrobe that belonged to her was different from the one Jiang Han said he had seen.

It may be because of the conservative reason, most of this woman's clothes are dark clothes.

Of course, this also has something to do with her maturity.

Jiang Han found out that although Song Qian, a woman, usually looks serious and serious, her clothes are also pretty.

Especially those skirts and trousers.

A woman with temperament and culture, the clothes she wears are so special.

There are also a lot of dark lace lace...

Looking at it, Jiang Han reached out and squeezed the thin fabric.

It is the kind of very thin and loose material, sticking to the body is like caring for a baby.

No wonder Song Qian has such good skin.

In addition to paying special attention to diet and health, I also pay great attention to clothing.

It has been scientifically proven that wearing tight clothes and trousers will produce melanin when the skin surface is rubbed by the clothes for a long time.

It can cause yellowing of the skin and, in severe cases, blackening.

Not so with loose clothing.

"Song Qian is a woman who is really good at taking care of herself, and Tao Zi can learn from her."

Jiang Han murmured, and turned his gaze to the other side.

There is a drawer under the pajamas section.

Jiang Han didn't notice it, and opened it gently to take a look.

It's Song Qian's personal clothes.

Uniform purple, black....

Without exception, it was the same situation as before.

I have to say that Song Qian has a soft spot for lace...

But everyone has their own special preferences, Jiang Han just sighed a little, didn't think much, saw the folded bath towels in the cabinet, and took out the bath towels.

Well, I was 'ordered' to get bath towels, so I'm not the kind of hooligan who likes to look at other people's clothes.

"Hanhan, did you find it??"

In the bathroom, Song Qian lived like a year. Hearing that there was no movement outside, she couldn't help asking again.

In fact, she was already a little embarrassed to bother Jiang Han.

But now, no one can help her except Jiang Han.

Should she just walk out of the room like this?

You know, when she came in to take a shower, she didn't open the door of the room.

Just go out like this, I'm afraid I won't die on the spot.

When Jiang Han heard Song Qian's call, the corner of his mouth twitched slightly, and then he walked over slowly holding the bath towel.

It's not bad.

This is a contribution to Yingzi's free cause.

Jiang Han secretly comforted himself.

"I'm here, Aunt Song, I'm sorry I don't know where you put the bath towel, I've been looking for it for a long time."

"Well, Aunt Song, should I hang it on the doorknob or go in and give it to you?"

At this time, Jiang Han turned into a sensible and serious gentleman again.

After all, this is in front of Song Qian, no matter what, he has to act like it.

The more sensible he behaved, the better Jiang Han's impression on Song Qian would be.

"meet……"

Hearing Jiang Han's question, Song Qian hesitated for a moment.

"Come in and pass it to me." After all, men and women can't kiss each other.

Even Jiang Han has to pay attention to his image.

But she didn't want to move a step now, shivering from the cold, and asked her to leave the heated bathroom.

Don't even think about it.

"Okay, Aunt Song, I'll cover my eyes, hand you the towel and leave."

Jiang Han felt happy after hearing this, and continued to pretend to be a gentleman to the end.

Then he twisted the door and pushed it in without hesitation.

It has to be said that Song Qian, a woman who spent more than [-] yuan on decorating her home, is really good.

Not only is the room well-furnished, but even the bathroom is also very well-designed.

The bathroom in their home is designed like a hotel, with a toilet outside and a separate bathroom inside.

It's the kind of bathroom surrounded by one-way glass.

Just as Jiang Han opened the door, he smelled the fragrance of jasmine coming from the bathroom

Mixed with the scent of shampoo, it smells particularly charming.

fragrant……

As expected of Song Qian, even the bathroom is so fragrant.

Jiang Han couldn't help being a little puzzled, are all the things used so fragrant?

Li Meng is like this, and so is Huang Zhitao.

Each has its own characteristics.

Chapter 162: Qiao Weidong: What are you two doing?

Chapter 162: Qiao Weidong: What are you two doing?

this kid.

Song Qian couldn't help but smile when she heard Jiang Han's words.

"Silly boy, it's okay, come in, the bathroom floor is wet and slippery, be careful not to fall."

Song Qian decided it was nothing.

Because the glass is one-way, that is to say, she can see the outside, but people outside cannot see the inside.

Hearing Jiang Han's reassuring words, Song Qian is not the kind of hypocritical person.

What's more, she is cold now.

I can't take care of so much anymore.

Jiang Han pushed the door open and went in, and when he raised his eyes, he saw the bathroom surrounded by glass walls.

Because of taking a shower, the bathroom is still steaming hot.

But this is only for Jiang Han.

Song Qian couldn't feel the temperature anymore.

Jiang Han held the towel and stared at the glass wall with burning eyes.

just regret it..

Why did he regret not having a clairvoyant?

What a pity, what a pity.

Otherwise, he would be able to see Song Qian's condition.

Mainly because she was afraid that the woman would catch a cold.

He is a gentleman, his purpose is just to send bath towels to Song Qian, he has no other ideas