love blind spot

Lu Qingyu sat on the sofa, watching Lin Zhuo apply medicine to his wound.

Lin Zhuo wrapped a circle of gauze around his left index finger, "Wrap it overnight first, and then take it off tomorrow."

"I have to take a bath at night." Lu Qingyu said.

"Don't wash it," Lin Zhuo said, and he looked up at Lu Qingyu, "Do you want to wash your hair?"

"Ah."

"Let me wash it for you."

After dinner, Lin Zhuo cleaned up the dishes and started to wash Lu Qingyu's hair half an hour later.

Lu Qingyu let his hair down in front, Lin Zhuo pulled out the faucet to test the water temperature.

He looked at Lu Qingyu's appearance, smiled and said, "You look like a female ghost now."

Lu Qingyu parted her hair deliberately, stared at Lin Zhuo and said, "I wash it myself."

"Hey, don't, don't," Lin Zhuo pulled his hand away, "It doesn't look like it."

He asked Lu Qingyu to bend down and pour the water on his head gently, "Is it hot?"

"a little bit."

Lin Zhuo adjusted again, "What about now?"

"Ah."

Lin Zhuo held the faucet in his left hand, spread out his five fingers in his right hand, and massaged Lu Qingyu's scalp with moderate strength, "Is it comfortable? Is my technique good?"

Lin Zhuo hadn't washed Lu Qingyu's head for a long time, but the technique was not unfamiliar, and he felt quite proud of it.

Lu Qingyu clicked his tongue, "Okay, okay."

Lin Zhuo pointed at the back of his ears and the top of his hair carefully, "I'll be a barber in the future, or a pet stylist or something."

Lu Qingyu straightened up suddenly, "Lin Zhuo!"

Lin Zhuo hurriedly smiled and comforted him: "Don't talk, don't talk, come back soon, the water is flowing down."

Lin Zhuo wiped the water on Lu Qingyu's neck with a towel, and Lu Qingyu said coldly, "Go out if you talk nonsense."

Lin Zhuo clicked his tongue, "Ancestor, you are the only one who can let me serve you like this."

"I didn't ask you to wash it," Lu Qingyu said, "you said it yourself."

Lin Zhuo started to lather him, "Yes, I said it myself, it is my honor to let me wash the hair of our mermaid princess."

Lu Qingyu had given up being angry, and he said flatly, "You've lost your mind after sleeping, haven't you?"

Lin Zhuo laughed for a while, and finally returned to normal. He cleared his throat and said, "You may be angry."

Lu Qingyu ignored him, and Lin Zhuo continued: "Don't go into the kitchen in the future, do you hear me? Just be a princess who can only do math with a pen. The kitchen is not suitable for you."

Lu Qingyu took a deep breath, "Aren't you finished?"

He thought for a while, and said to Lin Zhuo: "Princess, yes, okay, princess orders you to shut up now."

Lin Zhuo smiled, but really stopped talking.

After washing his hair, Lu Qingyu sat cross-legged on the bed, Lin Zhuo pulled a chair to the side of the bed, combed and dried his hair.

Lu Qingyu only likes to play small stand-alone games, so he clicked on Sudoku and played.

Lin Zhuo combed his hair and said, "I see some girls in our class have cut their hair short, and they say they are too tired with long hair. Are you tired?"

Lu Qingyu replied casually: "Didn't it all be done by you, why am I tired?"

Lin Zhuo smiled, "That's right, does your scalp hurt?"

"I don't feel anything." Lu Qingyu said.

Even so, Lin Zhuo still gave Lu Qingyu a massage for a while, and Lu Qingyu was pressed comfortably. She stopped playing Sudoku and leaned back on Lin Zhuo.

"Is this trapped by me?"

Lu Qingyu closed her eyes and said in a low voice, "Squeeze your shoulders again."

"Alright princess."

"Tsk, if you call me Princess again..."

Lu Qingyu paused for a moment, thought for a while and said, "I'll roast you."

"I've never seen a fish that can eat a pig."

"Then I'll let you see and see."

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After the exams, it’s the eleventh day. Most of the classes in the last two classes in the afternoon began to distribute class uniforms, move tables and chairs, and arrange the venue outside.

Lin Zhuo walked to the playground with three chairs at a time, Zhao Mengchi walked beside him, "Lin Zhuo, are you tired, get me one."

"No need." Lin Zhuo said.

Zhao Mengchi frowned, and directly reached out and grabbed a chair, "Don't be brave, there are too many, let me help you get one."

Lin Zhuo didn't let go, "I said no."

Lu Qingyu stopped and looked back.

Lin Zhuo quickly took two steps to follow him, but Zhao Mengchi refused to let go, "How tired..."

After all, Lin Zhuo couldn't take care of the three chairs, Zhao Mengchi pushed hard again, and the chairs came out of his hands.

Zhao Mengchi didn't expect that she really snatched it over. She didn't realize it for a while, and the leg of the chair knocked on Lu Qingyu's arm, and the sound was so loud that it sounded scary.

Lin Zhuo slammed the two chairs in his hand to the ground, and shouted at Zhao Mengchi: "Didn't I fucking say no!"

Zhao Mengchi was obviously frightened by him, and froze on the spot without speaking.

Lin Zhuo didn't care about her anymore, and quickly asked Lu Qingyu to put down the table in his hand, and took a look at his arm.

Lu Qingyu frowned, her elbows were already red, and a small piece of skin was knocked off.

Lin Zhuo blew on the broken skin distressedly, "Does it hurt? Go, go flush."

He pulled Lu Qingyu and was about to leave, but Lu Qingyu stood still, "It's nothing, let's talk about it after moving the tables and chairs."

Lin Zhuo's complexion was very bad, "Go and wash first."

Lu Qingyu looked around helplessly. They happened to be in the middle of the teaching building and the playground, and it was too troublesome to go back.

So he said: "Move to the playground first, I can go to the gymnasium to flush."

Lin Zhuo thought about it and agreed, but he was determined not to let Lu Qingyu move it. He stacked two chairs on the table and moved them all by himself.

Zhao Mengchi was ignored by Lin Zhuo the whole time, she took a step forward guiltily, and said to Lu Qingyu, "I'm sorry, I'm not..."

Lu Qingyu raised his heels and said "it's okay" lightly.

Zhao Mengchi stood there looking at the backs of the two of them, and suddenly wanted to cry.

Shao Yichuan and Zhang Quan came up from behind, followed by Yao Jia. Seeing Zhao Mengchi, Yao Jia asked suspiciously, "Mengchi, what are you doing standing there? Are you tired?"

Zhao Mengchi wiped his eyes and whispered, "No."

She picked up the chair she snatched from Lin Zhuo and walked forward quickly.

Yao Jia was helpless, "What's the matter?"

Shao Yichuan asked: "Can you still hold it?"

Yao Jia smiled, "I only have a chair, and it can still be moved."

Zhang Quan said out of breath, "Xiao Chuanzi, look at me! I...I can't hold it anymore..."

Shao Yichuan laughed twice, "Who told you to be brave enough to get three."

He took a chair from Zhang Quan, and Zhang Quan wiped the sweat from his forehead, "Hey, I am not, challenge yourself..."

"Yes, it's just that the challenge failed."

Zhang Quan chuckled, "Let's go, we're almost there."

The three of them walked to the venue of Class [-] together, but they didn't see Lin Zhuo and Lu Qingyu.

Zhang Quan asked strangely: "Aren't Brother Lin and the Great God in front of us? Where are they?"

"Maybe I went to the supermarket." Shao Yichuan said.

Zhao Mengchi came over at this moment and pulled Yao Jia's wrist, "Jiajia..."

Yao Jia felt something was wrong with her just now, and she asked, "What's wrong?"

Zhao Mengchi whispered: "You can accompany me to the supermarket to buy medicine."

"Buying medicine? What's wrong with you? What's wrong?"

"It's not the medicine I took...it's the medicine I rubbed. I accidentally cut Lu Qingyu's arm." Zhao Mengchi whispered.

Yao Jia was stunned, and Zhang Quan also heard their conversation, and said in shock: "Did you cut the arm of the Great God?"

Zhao Mengchi quickly said: "I, I didn't do it on purpose, Lin Zhuo has already taken him to flush... I just want to buy medicine to apologize to him."

Zhang Quan shook his head helplessly, "Don't buy it, Brother Lin probably already bought it for the Great God."

Zhao Mengchi didn't say anything more, she lowered her head and bit her lower lip tightly, thinking about one thing in her heart: If Zhang Quan or Shao Yichuan were injured, would Lin Zhuo be so angry?

No, only Lu Qingyu.