Put the autistic child in the bag

Ai Chuan took a shower, and lay on the bed early in the morning wearing a T-shirt he found on the street, huddled up, because the discomfort and sleepiness soon struck.

Han Shuchi called the door outside for a long time, but saw no movement inside, turned the doorknob by himself, found that the door was unlocked, frowned, pushed the door in, turned off the light, vaguely saw the bulging quilt on the bed .Han Shuchi turned on the bedside lamp and looked at the person on the bed through the dim light. It was really uncomfortable, and the huddled posture made people feel distressed.

"Ai Chuan... Ai Chuan..." Han Shu Chi touched her face and called out a few times.

The man slowly opened his eyes, and looked at Han Shuchi in a daze, his eyes were flickering, very cute.

Han Shuchi smiled when he saw such kitten-like eyes: "What's wrong?"

Ai Chuan's eyes were still dim, and he replied obediently: "My stomach hurts."

Han Shuchi stretched his hand into the quilt, touched Ai Chuan's clothes, and pressed his warm palm on Ai Chuan's smooth belly. Ai Chuan, who was in the misty pain, couldn't help but let out an inhalation, which made Han Shuchi Surprised, he lifted the quilt, picked up Aichuan's clothes, and saw that there was a large bruise, and there was a round sunken scar on the side of his waist, with new flesh growing on the scar, which looked old , but the bruises are distinct. Han Shuchi knows how strong those black people are. He thought that Aichuan was only injured on his forehead, but he didn't expect to have it on his body too.

Ai Chuan woke up from the trance after feeling a bit chilly, looked at Shang Han Shu Chi thoughtfully, saw the clothes he had lifted up again, blushed, and hurriedly pulled down the clothes and sat up and asked, "Why are you here?"

Han Shuchi hated Ai Chuan's expression of asking for guilt: "Have you been to the hospital?"

Ai Chuan nodded: "It will be fine after applying the medicine."

"What about the medicine?"

Aichuan pointed to the drawer of the bedside table.

Han Shuchi took the medicine and said, "Lie down."

Aichuan was unhappy, and sat still awkwardly.

Han Shuchi raised his eyebrows, and looked down at Ai Chuan condescendingly, as if the other party was not aware of it, and he would not let it go.

Undoubtedly, Han Shuchi won, Ai Chuan lay down awkwardly, took the initiative to lift up his clothes, and turned his face away.Han Shuchi looked at the exposed skin under Aichuan's slender and white fingers, who were holding the clothes tightly, and was a little dazed. The righteousness just now disappeared, and the white skin under his eyes made him feel slightly numb from head to toe, in vain The depression did not slow down her heartbeat at all. Han Shuchi opened her mouth to look at the awkward Aichuan, and then looked back at her fingers. Yes, she could not help caressing Aichuan's smooth skin. Han Shuchi could feel the slight trembling of the man, and Han Shuchi felt the palm of his hand was hot, so he hurriedly withdrew his hand, poured the medicine into the palm of his hand, forced himself to be calm and placed his palm on Aichuan's abdomen again, rubbed it gently, and waited. The medicine in the palm of my hand penetrated into the bruised skin bit by bit.

This action was repeated for half a quarter of an hour before Han Shuchi recovered from the wonderful touch of his fingers and looked at Aichuan. He was looking at Aichuan's eyes, which were clear and focused, childish, in the dim light There was a faint light flashing in the sky, and for no reason, the shock deep in my heart replaced the desire that had arisen just now: "Does it still hurt?"

Ai Chuan felt that this was the most gentle sentence Han Shuchi said to him, and at this time Han Shuchi looked at him with a tenderness that he had never seen before, so warm and heart-warming.

"What's the matter?" Han Shuchi felt that Ai Chuan was looking at her in a confused way, and asked while holding her face.

Aichuan closed her eyes obediently, and fell asleep just like that.

Han Shuchi was dumbfounded, and sighed helplessly, this person is like a pet, he keeps getting himself confused and talking to himself all the time, if he continues like this, the good temper he should have for many years will be wiped out. Grinded.

At daybreak, Aichuan woke up with an itchy neck, a slight sweetness, and a soft and warm touch in his arms. Aichuan knew what it was, but raised his head in disbelief, looking at the woman lying in his arms. Man, God!Ai Chuan opened his eyes wide, looking at the person sleeping soundly in his arms, not knowing how to respond, this is the second time, the two of them shared the same bed for a whole night, but... this time it was... Han Shuchi Actively, if two women sleep on the same bed, there is no need to make a fuss, but this person is Han Shuchi, Han Shuchi who is high above her. She has her own presidential suite, a neurotic cleanliness, and a coldness that doesn't like getting close to others. Personality, if everything is true now, then... this person's choice at this time... no doubt, as she said, she fell in love with herself, to the point that she didn't care about everything, her love, Aichuan's love , even a little looking forward to abandoning everything, but... Aichuan knows how difficult it is to fall in love like this.

Ai Chuan was sitting in the taxi wearing the T-shirt he wore when he was sleeping, and the car was driving towards the airport, farther and farther away from the hotel where Han Shuchi was, but he felt a little bit of peace in his heart.

When Han Shuchi opened his eyes, his arms were cold, there was no one in the room, it was empty, as if he had a gorgeous dream last night, very good!It's the first time to be abandoned by someone. This person doesn't want me, so I have to tell myself not to start. Han Shuchi has such a self-awareness, but she is still unwilling. Tears filled her eyes. After seeing that person, I hated to know how to deal with my heart. I finally decided to betray the love in the past and start again. The touch was also swept away. I just felt dazed and cold, and there was still nothing surrounding me. .

Ai Chuan has been back to China for two weeks, Han Shu Pond is not here, Ai Chuan is depressed all day long, because he has nothing to do, so taking advantage of his free time, he comes out to repair various plants in Han's family compound.

"Ai Chuan, did you quarrel with the master in Brazil?"

"No, no!"

"We didn't quarrel, so why did you get along with Master's favorite asparagus?" Aunt Qing snatched her scissors, and seeing the shape that Master carefully cut out, now there is only a branch left. Master will see it when he comes back, so he is not angry die.

Ai Chuan stared at the branch in front of him, coughed twice and said, "I'll just pay him!"

"You! The master is usually very stingy, but he is very serious about the few bonsai plants in this yard. If one plant dies, the servants in the yard will be scolded for a long time. If you do this all of a sudden, he will not break your leg?"

Ai Chuan had a bitter face, with a look of asking for help.

"You have to rely on Miss about this matter, with her backing, Master dare not say anything!"

"Master is back!" He was talking on one side, while the servants on the other side went out to greet him swiftly.

How to say Cao Cao, Cao Cao is here!

Ai Chuan shrank her neck, Aunt Qing sighed and said: "You stay here honestly first, if Miss comes back with you, your life will be saved!"

When Aunt Qing left, Ai Chuan hugged the pot of asparagus, thinking that she should find a place to hide it.

"Ai Chuan!" Han Shuchi stood beside the floor-to-ceiling window with her arms crossed, standing on her high heels, looking at her panicked expression with deep meaning.

When Ai Chuan saw her, it was as if he saw a living Buddha: "You can save me this time!"

Han Shuchi snorted coldly: "You escaped from Brazil and didn't want to see me, but now you want me to help you?"

"I don't want to see you! I am very happy to see you!" Ai Chuan said with a flattering expression.

"I waited for you at the airport for two hours, and you refused to even answer the phone!"

"Did you call me?"

"if not?"

"I... I was in the yard, I didn't... didn't notice!"

"You are not willing to pick up the plane, but you are more than happy to cut the broken things!"

Upon hearing this, Ai Chuan became dejected: "I don't know that my hands are so restless!"

"You put down the potted plant first, aren't you tired holding it?"

Ai Chuan obediently put the potted plant back to its original place, and muttered, "I'm afraid of the master, I was often bullied by him in Brazil!"

While listening, Han Shuchi walked into the room.

Ai Chuan followed behind her, saw the old man sitting on the sofa, and hurriedly shrank behind Han Shuchi.

Han Moxiu saw her sharp-eyed, and immediately put on a straight face: "I know I'm hiding behind Xiaochi, she's soft-tempered, without any masculinity!"

ha?I am a woman?What do I want that masculinity for?

"I see, Ai Chuan has been quite lively recently!" Aunt Qing made tea for Han Moxiu and said with a smile.

"Come here, have a taste!" Han Moxiu pointed to the tea in the cup and said.

Ai Chuan took a cautious look at Han Shuchi, seeing her sitting calmly on the single sofa, flipping through the magazines on the coffee table with her fingers, she knew that this was a test for herself.

Trembling, Ai Chuan took a sip from the rim of the cup, it was sweet and slightly astringent, not good to drink.

"What tea?"

“Good tea!”

Han Moxiu blew his beard and stared at his eyes: "What kind of tea can't you drink?"

"Green tea!" It can't be milk tea!

Han Moxiu's face collapsed.

Aunt Qing changed her mouth on the side.

Ai Chuan cleared his throat and said, "Dahongpao!"

Han Moxiu glanced at Han Shuchi and said: "There must be some self-restraint, right! This... this is nothing!"

"I don't like tea!" Han Shuchi looked at Ai Chuan with his chin in his hands, and said calmly, "I only know coffee, and Ai Chuan knows too!"

Han Moxiu snorted coldly, and unhappily took out his pipe from his pocket.

"I forgot to tell you, I just went to the yard and saw that the asparagus plant was seriously ill. I asked Aichuan to cut it, and it probably wouldn't survive! It's better to get a new one!"

"what?"

When Aichuan heard this, his heart beat wildly.

"The weather is hot recently, and there are more bugs. Let Mo Hui and the others catch the bugs tomorrow, and it will be bad if they infect other plants!"

Han Moxiu was so distressed: "Ai Chuan, tomorrow, you are not allowed to go anywhere, and you have a share in catching bugs!"

"Oh... good!" Escaping from death!By the way, Boss Han, are you really good at telling lies?

When eating dinner, Han Shuchi still reminded her to collect some insects to make a show at night. When Aichuan heard this, her face became bitter. This is a hole that has not been filled and is digging a hole to hurt herself!In other words, this bug is asleep, where can I find bugs!