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"Aunt Song, I'm coming in."

Jiang Han took a breath and spoke.

"Ah, oh, then... you can pass me the bath towel, but you can't peek...

Song Qian actually saw Jiang Han the moment he entered the door.

Don't say it.

Even though it was a one-way glass wall, Song Qian couldn't help but tremble when she saw Jiang Han.

Especially the child's burning gaze.

As if to set her on fire.

Song Qian tried her best to hide herself in a hidden place, and then gently opened the bathroom door to a gap

"Aunt Song, here, here you are."

Jiang Han came to the bathroom door, raised his hand and handed over the towel.

Although the mind is distracted, it is good to pay attention to the occasion.

The voices of Qiao Weidong and Qiao Yingzi came from outside, probably Yingzi opened the door for Qiao Weidong to come in.

Jiang Han handed it over, but Song Qian didn't really open the door to get the bath towel for a long time.

I don't know what I was thinking.

But Jiang Han was not in a hurry, Song Qian was so cold, no matter what, she would definitely reach out to get a bath towel.

Song Qian felt a little unnatural, the two of them were so close at this moment.

Even though they were separated by a wall, Song Qian still blushed and turned her back in embarrassment.

Then gently open a gap.

Slip around.

The bath towel was pulled in by her slender hands.

After taking the bath towel handed over by Jiang Han, Song Qian quickly put aside the dirty clothes on her body, then spread out the warm bath towel, trying to wrap herself in it as much as possible.

With the care of the bath towel, Song Qian finally breathed a sigh of relief.

The body gradually warmed up a lot.

Song Qian who came back to her senses turned around and glanced at Jiang Han outside the door.

An inexplicable emotion wandered in my heart.

But before she could think about anything, a crisp voice quickly entered her ears.

"Mom, Jiang Han, where are you?"

Listening to the voices of Qiao Weidong and Qiao Yingzi outside, Song Qian was a little nervous and flustered.

If he walked in, he would see himself in the bathroom with Jiang Han.

Then wouldn't she jump into the Yellow River and be washed away?

Seeing Jiang Han standing still, Song Qian hurriedly said: "Han Han, you go out first, I will come out after cleaning up."

"Ok."

Jiang Han took a look inside the bathroom, although he couldn't see anything clearly, he could vaguely see a figure huddled in the corner.

Jiang Han hesitated for a moment, and said, "Aunt Song, you'd better come out quickly, won't you catch a cold later?"

"Uncle Qiao is here, I'll go out and treat him." Jiang Han suggested solemnly, sounding like he belonged to the master.

Song Qian smiled when she heard this.

This guy started to look like a little adult again.

"Well, you go, and help Auntie close the door of the room by the way."

Song Qian responded softly, it doesn't matter if you entertain or not.

It's a waste of time to entertain someone like Qiao Weidong.

But in order to let Jiang Han go out, Song Qian had no choice but to follow his wishes.

It's been long enough to stand here with wet body, if I continue to stand here, let alone catch a cold,

This time, it was thanks to Han Han.

Eighteen years of youth, calm, sensible and gentleman.

There is nothing out of the ordinary when it comes to girls.

Yao thought that Jiang Han was afraid of embarrassment, so he went in with his eyes covered.

Song Qian was delighted and sweet in her heart.

This kid is simply a little warm boy.

So much so that Song Qian was actually overjoyed by Jiang Han.

Fever is very likely.

He really deserves to be Song Qian's obedient godson.

...ask for flowers......

"Well, I'll take a look at the water heater later and see if I can fix it."

Song Qian readily accepted Jiang Han's proposal,

Look, how sensible this must be to make such a performance.

Hearing the sound of the door closing outside, Song Qian took a deep breath, and stepped out of the bathroom lightly.

He looked at the bathroom door again, and after finding nothing abnormal, he rushed to the bedroom door with quick eyes and hands.

Tick.

Lock it with a sound.

"Yingzi, does this house smell like soy sauce?"

?0 for flowers 0...

As soon as Qiao Weidong entered, there was a pungent smell of soy sauce in the living room.

Before Qiao Yingzi could reply, Jiang Han walked out of Song Qian's room.

Seeing this posture, both father and daughter Qiao Yingzi and Qiao Weidong were taken aback.

To know.

Song Qian didn't like others entering her room.

Not even Qiao Yingzi.

But Jiang Han came out of her room, which made Qiao Weidong think about it.

Why is this kid here? ?

Jiang Han and Qiao Weidong greeted each other, and then said to Qiao Yingzi, "Yingzi, I mopped up the soy sauce on the ground, but there will still be a smell at home, and I will have to use disinfectant to remove the smell later."

"Well, I know."

Qiao Yingzi and Jiang Han gestured to each other.

The two blinked knowingly.

This made Qiao Weidong full of doubts.

Just as she was about to speak, she heard Song Qian's door open. Song Qian came out after changing her clothes.

The hair is still a little wet.

It looks like he just took a shower.

And Jiang Han just came out of her room, Qiao Weidong only felt a little shocked in his heart.

He stared straight at Jiang Han and Song Qian.

He couldn't believe the scene in his mind.

No, no, no.

My precious cabbage was only targeted a few days ago, and now even Song Qian

"Put away your dirty thoughts."

Song Qian looked at Qiao Weidong's eyes and rolled her eyes speechlessly.

After being married for many years, how could she fail to see what Qiao Weidong meant.

He cursed secretly in his heart.

This scumbag is really unreasonable.

Could she, Song Qian, be the kind of woman who eats tender grass?

Speechless.

Dirty thoughts!

At this moment, Jiang Han was standing in the living room, watching the three of them quietly.

That's called a cute one.

"The water heater is broken, I asked Hanhan to bring me bath towels, what's the problem?

"Song Qian said lightly.

"Cough cough..."

"That's it."

Qiao Weidong smiled awkwardly, he was really embarrassed when he learned the truth.

He just said it.

Although Jiang Han has his eye on his own cabbage, but Song Qian is not...