Pretend to be nice

When Lin Guan came back, it was still a dewy morning with green leaves, and it was the last week of Li Qinghe's vacation.

Lin Gu'an opened the door of the house with dew and a suitcase. Unlike the past, it was full of dust. The house was clean and even had a hint of mint coolness. This is a very pleasant experience for a traveler.

The door of Li Qinghe's room was still closed tightly, the child would never have imagined that this person would go back and not tell her, and he was still sleeping soundly.

She moved lightly and returned to her room lightly. First, she cleaned up the room, changed a new set of quilt covers, and took a shower. After doing these things, when she fell into her soft bed again, the floating soul When I returned, I felt like I was alive again.

The little one lay down for a while, guessing that it would be the time for children to get up, so they took the dirty clothes to the back balcony.

The door of the back balcony is facing a stone laundry table, and a washing machine is placed under the next window.

Inside the window is Li Qinghe's room, perhaps the sun rarely shines in from behind, she is greedy for the breeze, and refuses to close the curtains.

Lin Gu'an hadn't had any charming thoughts yet, so he deliberately lowered his head to avoid looking, put the loose sheets and quilts on the small table, soaked the small things in a basin, and threw the dirty clothes into the washing machine, although there are washing machines in the hotel, But she still thinks that the house should be cleaner, and the clothes that she will bring here have to be washed once. Fortunately, the weather is hot, and the clothes are relatively thin and thin, so it is enough to wash them two or three times. If it is winter, Lin Guan may have to Go buy a dryer.

She closed the lid, and then pressed start. She inadvertently raised her eyes and saw Li Qinghe kicking the quilt aside to sleep peacefully, Lin Guan's breathing was stagnant.

The short, medium-length hair covers half of the face in a mess, and only the jaw line is as clear and beautiful as in the photo. The wide white corners of the clothes are lifted up, revealing half of the thin waist like white porcelain. The red rope of the copper bell was tied to the slender ankle, and Li Qinghe slept sweetly on the small bed without any precautions.

Unreal bells jingle in my head.

Lin Guan lowered his eyelids, pressed the start of the washing machine and was pressed to cancel, turned around and turned on the faucet to wash away the sweaty palms, thinking that it was true!It's a child, and it's very restless to sleep.

After drying off the water on her hands, the fatigue of catching the plane all night had not dissipated completely even though she just lay down for a while. Seeing that Li Qinghe would not wake up for a while, she simply went back to the room and lay down again.

In the dark room with the curtains closed, Lin Guan raised his hand to cover his eyes. The scene he saw just now kept playing in his mind in a loop, and the sound of the brainwashing bell could not be stopped. Messy, my body felt a wave of heat for no reason, I turned over impatiently and clamped the quilt, my long, well-proportioned legs rubbed against the silver-gray sheets a few times, and my round, white toes turned red.

After tossing and turning a few times, the sleepiness hit. The person on the bed frowned slightly and fell into a light sleep.

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The wind shook the glass in the anti-theft railing, and the sparrows gathered together were chirping endlessly, pecking and pecking at the ceiling of the railing, making a tinkling noise.

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Wouldn't such a stupid bird really starve to death?The person who woke up thought badly, put a handful of rice on it later.

Lin Gu'an originally just wanted to get up after squinting, but unexpectedly, he fell asleep for a long time, his body was covered with sweat from the heat, and his mind was dizzy. He picked up the mobile phone next to him with his heavy hand and looked at it. It was already afternoon It was past one o'clock, and she slept for five or six hours, but even so, she had no intention of getting up, kicked off the sultry quilt, and stayed on the bed again.

The sound of porcelain bowls colliding came from outside the door, and the sound of footsteps was deliberately muted.

For no reason, Lin Gu'an felt a burst of relief and joy in his groggy state.

It was more than half an hour when she opened the door and came out.

Li Qinghe was still wearing the clothes she saw just now, and sat obediently on the sofa.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, he suddenly raised his head and looked at her, still with a paralyzed face, and his light amber eyes stared straight at her.

"You're back?" There was obvious joy in the tone.

Lin Gu'an thought it was nonsense, so he didn't even bother to say yes, he went straight to the sofa and sat down again.

Li Qinghe touched the tip of his nose, consciously moved the seat for Lin Guan, knowing that she was a little annoyed about getting up, so he didn't dare to continue chatting, so he quietly sat with her for a while, seeing the thin sweat on this person's face, he must be suffering from the heat .

Nancheng is known as the city of spring, boasting that it is like spring all year round. In the past few years, the temperature in summer was lower than that in other regions, so that most homes did not have the habit of installing air conditioners.

But in the past two years, the weather has gradually become worse, and the four seasons have become distinct. The good days of wearing long-sleeved summer clothes and autumn clothes in winter are gone forever, but the awareness of installing air conditioners is still not there in that family. Also, there is only one electric fan in the house, which is only turned on occasionally.

She was worried that turning on the fan all of a sudden would cause Lin Guan to catch a cold, which would be a great sin, so she simply picked up the big and thin photo magazine on the table and fanned her manually.

The sleepy Lin Guan felt uncomfortable, leaning against the pillow with his eyes closed for a long time without recovering, and unreasonable irritability rose.

There was a gust of cool wind coming from the side, and her dizzy brain finally eased a little, and she unconsciously moved closer to that side, and the spark that had just been set off was extinguished again.

The cool wind took away Mr. Lin's aura of getting up.

After a while, Master Lin lazily opened his eyelids, waved his hands, and asked the little servant who had been shaking his fan for a while to rest.

Li Qinghe saw that she was finally getting a little more energetic, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, he got up and went to the kitchen to take out iced lemonade, and brought it to her lips.

Lin Gu'an couldn't stand the thoughtfulness, turned his head, refused the water she offered, and raised his hand to take the transparent glass.

After taking and taking it, the warm fingertips touched the cool knuckles, Li Qinghe subconsciously retracted, and almost dropped the water glass. In the end of fragmentation.

Li Qinghe lowered his hands, rubbing his thumbs on the itchy knuckles.

Her throat moved, but she didn't say anything. She completely lost the long-distance talk. She turned around and went to the kitchen to get the frozen fruits, which were freshly cut and arranged, and put them in the refrigerator until Lin Guan woke up.

The water droplets outside the transparent glass were wiped dry thoughtfully, and ice cubes and mint leaves planted by the child for a month were placed. Lin Guan took a sip, the sweet and sour lemon and the refreshing mint permeated the tip of his tongue.

Lin Gu'an usually doesn't like to drink these things, and he doesn't understand the milk tea that children like nowadays. He is a firm fan of unlimited boiled water.

It might be because the weather was too hot, or because it was so refreshing, but she also liked the mint lemonade a little more, so she couldn't hold back a few more sips for a while.

When I looked up, the child was already putting out the fruit plate.

Lin Gu'an got better, and rarely had a smile on his face. Seeing the child still putting toothpicks, he had bad thoughts.

The voice that just woke up was hoarse and lazy, and asked with a soft smile: "What else have you prepared, huh?" Heart fluttering.

Li Qinghe's back tensed all of a sudden, his throat moved, and his voice became hoarse. After a while, he remembered to answer: "There is also mung bean porridge. I can eat it when I'm hungry."

Lin Guan chuckled lightly.

The washing machine on the back balcony heard the beeping sound of finished washing. Li Qinghe wiped his hands with paper, and his usual steady steps were a little flustered, as if someone was chasing after him in a hurry.

Lin Gu'an looked at her red earlobes and laughed again.

The child walked faster.

Although young people now like to use convenient and simple dryers, Lin Guan still maintains the habit of letting clothes dry naturally in the sun. He always feels that after the sun is exposed to the sun, the mites will be removed and the sun will smell.

Because there is no direct sunlight on the back balcony all year round, the clothes are dried on the front balcony, and an iron rope is pulled on the top to make a clothes drying rack that can be lifted.

Li Qinghe filled the washed clothes in a basin and walked forward.

Lin Guan nestled lazily on the sofa, and didn't take the initiative to offer a handle. Through the glass door, he watched the child staring at the iron rope of the clothes hanger seriously, and turned the joystick with half of his forearm exposed. His muscles tensed slightly, and he could see clear lines and a serious expression, as if he was doing something big.

The large white T-shirt was somewhat see-through in the sun, and the child's straight and slender back was looming, like a young green bamboo.

Lin Guan tucked the loose hair from the sideburns behind his ears, then lowered his head and took a sip of lemon mint water to relieve the hotness on the tip of his tongue.

Looking up again, the child is already drying the clothes, it's her clothes.

Li Qinghe got up and saw a pile of clothes piled up on the back balcony, so he simply washed them for her. This is the third batch. There are still sheets and quilts left. There is really no place to dry them. I plan to collect these clothes and wash them again. This is the hot weather. A big advantage is that the clothes that are dried on the same day are dried the next day.

Li Qinghe moved nimbly, hung up all his clothes by bending over a few times, got up and was about to swing the pole up.

Lin Guan suddenly remembered the small things he had soaked in the basin, and hurriedly looked over there, and sure enough, they were hanging on the clothes rail. The black and white lace ones were all from Lin Guan. Shaking and shaking.

The elder's composure could no longer be stretched, and his fingertips were flushed with embarrassment.

Li Qinghe put the basin away, sat back to his original position, watched Lin Guan's embarrassment and remained silent, but didn't think much about it, just thought that she was still angry when she got up, and picked up the magazine to fan her again.

After all, she's a child, and she doesn't have the slightest sense of propriety in taking care of her. She can't wait to do everything by herself. She's used to coaxing and pampering her. You must see her sincerity.

Mist appeared on the side of the cleaned glass again, condensing into drops of water and falling on the red fingertips.