What should I do if my rival teases me

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Zhuo Erlan didn't notice Li Mengjun's change, and said with a normal expression: "You just wet the pajamas, and another set of pajamas at home has been washed, so I have to wear this first."

Zhuo Erlan took out the blower from the drawer.

Li Mengjun curled his lips, thinking that Zhuo Erlan didn't plan to talk to him anymore.

Instead, Zhuo Erlan walked over, unable to see her expression.

But her concern can be heard in the words, "Your hair is still wet, and it will be uncomfortable to sleep at night."

Li Mengjun only felt that his heart was about to be melted by Zhuo Erlan in the next moment.

Zhuo Erlan smiled, straightened her head, adjusted the wind of the blower fan, and gently blown her hair inch by inch from the top of her head to the tip of her hair.

Li Mengjun originally thought about taking over the blower, and it was a bit awkward to let his rival in love blow his hair, although he seemed to have a very different feeling for her.

But Li Mengjun was slapped twice by her, and he was too comfortable, so he gave up.

There is a mirror at the large wardrobe at the oblique side corner. At this angle, the figures of two people can just be reflected in the mirror.

Li Mengjun clearly saw Zhuo Erlan behind her, with five fingers dexterously bifurcating her hair, miraculously preventing her from feeling the pain.

The blower blows gently from the top of the head, bringing a gentle wind, her hair brushes her slender fingers, Li Mengjun suddenly remembered a sentence, called my hand that passes through your hair, the two of them should also Count this sentence.

Zhuo Erlan's face was sharp and sharp, and she was too good-looking, with focused and gentle eyes, as if the breath in the room was softened by the wind.

Looking at the mirror, Li Mengjun was suddenly in a daze.

It wasn't until Zhuo Erlan turned off the blower, patted her on the head lightly, and said "OK" in a soft and pleasant voice, that she came back to her senses and stood up abruptly.

The author has something to say: There are still about two chapters left, and the ending may be rushed. I hope everyone will forgive me.

☆, breakfast

Li Mengjun hadn't recovered from the comfort just now, only to hear Zhuo Erlan ask her, "Do you mind sleeping in my parents' room for one night?"

She replied gruffly, "I don't mind." It turned out that she didn't sleep in the same room, and she felt a faint sense of loss in her heart.

But soon suppressed this emotion, she asked curiously: "But aren't your parents at home?"

Zhuo Erlan replied indifferently: "They are on a business trip."

She continued, "Do they travel a lot?"

Zhuo Erlan pursed her lips and said, "En."

Li Mengjun suddenly felt sorry for her, maybe she was used to her parents not being at home often, that's why she became so deserted now.

But she didn't know what she could say, and suddenly became clumsy in front of Zhuo Erlan.

Zhuo Erlan nodded, motioning for her to follow her, "Come on, I'll take you to my parents' room."

Li Mengjun obediently followed behind.

Zhuo Erlan took her to her parents' room, turned on the light in the room, and said, "You can sleep here today."

Li Mengjun looked around the environment in the room, and replied: "Okay, thank you."

Zhuo Erlan then left.

Early the next morning, Li Mengjun's nose moved slightly, and there was a very sweet smell in the air, which made people not want to be nostalgic in their dreams.

Li Mengjun woke up, stretched his waist, and opened the door, only to realize that it was the smell coming from the kitchen just now.

Li Mengjun walked into the kitchen following the scent, and saw Zhuo Erlan standing in front of the gas stove, stirring the pot with a spoon in his hand.

She walked over and took a look, only to see potato ribs soup boiling in the pot, with a very strong aroma, she sniffed, not quite convinced that this pot of soup was made by this person, "You made it?"

Zhuo Erlan said "hmm", "I can eat in a while."

Li Mengjun scratched her head, a little unbelievable, she thought she was the kind of serious, non-human person, but she didn't expect to be able to stay at home like this, "You really did it!"

Zhuo Erlan laughed, she didn't expect Li Mengjun's reaction to be so strong, "You don't believe what I did?"

Li Mengjun pursed his mouth, a little downcast, "You are good at studying, and you can cook. What will you do with us scumbags?"

"Who told you that I can't cook?" Zhuo Erlan looked at her with a smile.

Li Mengjun spread his hands, "Well, no one told me."

Zhuo Erlan shook her head, "Don't you need to wash up first?"

Li Mengjun just remembered the fact that he still needs to wash, "Yes, I haven't washed yet."

Zhuo Erlan pointed to the position of the mouthwash station, "I've already fixed the toothbrush for you, you can see it when you go in." Then she concentrated on cooking her own dishes.

Li Mengjun walked in curiously, and as soon as he entered, he saw a new toothbrush placed horizontally on a warm orange-red cup, and the toothbrush was already squeezed with toothpaste.

The cup should also be newly bought, because Li Mengjun saw that there are three more cups underneath, and the ruddy white one should be hers, because it suits her personality better.

She was really careful, and an inexplicable emotion flashed in Li Mengjun's heart.

Li Mengjun tidied herself up and came out of the room. She was still busy in the kitchen.

Smelling the aroma, Li Mengjun was very hungry, so he approached the potato rib soup that Zhuo Erlan was cooking, and said flatteringly: "That potato rib soup should be almost ready, let me taste it first and see if it's done?"

After finishing speaking, he took out a pair of chopsticks from the chopstick bucket, and reached out to try it.

Because of Li Mengjun's sudden departure, now Zhuo Erlan is behind Li Mengjun, she straightened her arms, as if she wanted to grab something from the cupboard.

Li Mengjun hurriedly stopped his chopsticks, "I'll go out, it's not easy for you to take things."

Zhuo Erlan looked at Li Mengjun whose mouth was puffed up because of stealing food just now, like a little hamster, "No need."

Zhuo Erlan weighed her toes a little, and she reached directly above Zhuo Erlan. Li Mengjun didn't have to bend down or leave at all, she could open the cabinet directly.

Zhuo Erlan's pleasant breath is behind her, and Li Mengjun can feel every subtle movement of her body, her warm temperature, her heart-stirring approach, Li Mengjun couldn't help but blush, and even touched the food in front of her. The son also became less attractive to her before.

Zhuo Erlan took out a bowl, put it aside, and left.

The temperature behind him disappeared, and Li Mengjun felt a little lost.

"Take a bowl and eat." Zhuo Erlan's pleasant voice sounded.

Only then did Li Mengjun realize that she had already seen through her thoughts, and the bowl was specially brought for her.

Li Mengjun was so ashamed that he quickly waved his hands, "No need."

Zhuo Erlan thought for a while and said, "Then go to the living room and wait for a while, the soup will be ready in a while."

"Okay." Li Mengjun obediently followed Zhuo Erlan's words, moved the chair away, sat at the table in the living room, and waited for dinner.

After a while, Zhuo Erlan brought over the soup, and then brought the fritters and soybean milk that she had bought before from the TV table.

This breakfast is too rich!

The result of eating too much breakfast is that after Li Mengjun put down his chopsticks, he nestled on the chair and didn't want to move.

Zhuo Erlan had just cleaned up the leftovers on the table, and looked at her amusedly, but seeing her food being eaten so happily, she also felt a strange sense of satisfaction in her heart.

"Want to watch TV?" Zhuo Erlan said.

"Okay." Li Mengjun agreed quickly.

Zhuo Erlan turned on the TV, picked up the remote control, and asked, "What channel do you like to watch?"

"Well, I can do it." Li Mengjun replied with all the ingredients.

After thinking about it, Zhuo Erlan transferred to Hunan Satellite TV, where the plot of the domineering president was playing out.