President, she is only handsome for three seconds

When An Xiaolei came out of the shower, she happened to see her grandma brushing Yan Ruyu's hair, and the grandparents and grandchildren enjoyed themselves happily.

An Xiaolei: "..."

He deeply suspected that he was the one who was picked, maybe Yan Ruyu was the real granddaughter of grandma.

Shaking the water off her hand, An Xiaolei said, "Old woman, I think Yan Ruyu is your granddaughter, right?"

"What nonsense?" Grandma made a gesture to hit her, but An Xiaolei quickly avoided it, "I took the towel for wiping my hair and washed it, lest it get moldy tomorrow."

It's summer now, if you don't go back to Nantian, even if you put it on for a whole night, it will have a little smell at most, far from the level of mildew.An Xiaolei just saw that grandma was so happy, so she spared time for her to play with Yan Ruyu.

Her grandma was busy and talkative, An Xiaolei knew that sometimes she couldn't stand the old things that grandma kept talking about over and over again.Long before the cerebral hemorrhage, before the detection of Alzheimer's disease, she could repeat one thing dozens of times, let alone when the condition is getting worse now, when she says the last sentence and forgets the next sentence.

Sometimes An Xiaolei wanted to say: "Stop talking, I know what you said."

Know the beginning of the story, know the process of the story, and know the end of the story.

Know everything.

But she didn't say anything.

After these thoughts turned around in my head twice, they automatically dissipated and turned into a chuckle on the corner of her lips. The girl who has always been rebellious, hot-tempered, full of foul words and likes rivets and motorcycles asked slowly: "Okay, what's next?"

In exchange for grandma's more cheerful description.

Grandma said that An Xiaolei used to be able to ask her a question more than ten or twenty times, but now all the roles have been rotated, and An Xiaolei can also sit quietly in the nursing chair and listen to her make some adult sesame seeds and rotten millet. Talk about it over and over again.

Say her a thousand times.

While grandma is still alive, while grandma still recognizes her.

It's just that An Xiaolei didn't expect Yan Ruyu to be able to do it, she was obviously not her grandmother.

"Call me if you can't bear it. You don't need to bear it." An Xiaolei had already taken two steps, but she couldn't help but turn back and whispered in Yan Ruyu's ear.

Not everyone likes nagging old people, An Xiaolei understands, anyway, it's the same to put a stool at the door of the bathroom, let grandma sit on it, and talk to her while washing clothes by herself - it used to be like this.

An Xiaolei came back late, and basically came back to take a shower and wash clothes, and the time to talk to the old man was squeezed out of the laundry.

Yan Ruyu gave her a surprised look, "No, we know each other."

"Of course I know you know each other." An Xiaolei said. "I'm just curious about how you guys met. Obviously you haven't met my grandma, did you meet in your dream?"

"Of course not." Yan Ruyu still had the same calm smile on her face, and under An Xiaolei's interested gaze, she slowly said: "I'm curious and I won't tell you, this is me and your grandma." A secret between two people."

"Old woman?" An Xiaolei turned her gaze to her grandmother.

"I won't say anything either. I promised Yan Yan." The old man shook his head repeatedly.

An Xiaolei sneered, "Return Yanyan... Yan Ruyu is just Yan Ruyu, and I will return the Golden House."

"Hello, Golden House." Yan Ruyu greeted her solemnly, and An Xiaolei was taken aback for a moment, then made the appearance of smearing her wet hands on her face: "Should I still scream?"

While hiding, Yan Ruyu suppressed a smile and said, "Didn't you say that yourself? Your name is the Golden House, and I'm not mistaken! Grandma, is that what you heard just now?"

"Yes Yes Yes......"

"There is Yan Ruyu in the book, and the golden house in the book, have you heard of it? Dude—you said your name was Yan Ruyu, but of course I said I was called the Golden House!" An Xiaolei saw that the man used her grandmother as a shield, So he had no choice but to give up, standing far away beside the bed and saying, "It was originally a joke, but you actually took it seriously."

Yan Ruyu poked her head out from behind her grandma, her big eyes were shining brightly, she rarely showed the appearance of a little girl, and she called out again: "Golden House!"

"Come out and die!" An Xiaolei straightened the hair towel in her hand, and really wanted to go to bed to catch Yan Ruyu's appearance.

People don't need her to catch them, and when they laugh enough, they tie their messy hair behind their backs, get out from the old man's back and say, "That's enough, let's stop making trouble, I'll go wash clothes with you."

If it wasn't for the fact that the blush on her face hadn't subsided, An Xiaolei almost suspected that it was just a hallucination.

"Forget it. My family's clothes must not be such a blessing. I can let the CEO wash them by himself. I'm afraid I'll wear them when I wear them. Sit down. Mr. Yan, please." An Xiaolei followed the usual practice. Grandma took the dirty clothes on the back of the chair and washed them. She glanced at the curtains blown up by the wind and said after a pause, "I just borrowed a bed from the nurse. You don't look fat. The two of us squeeze in. But it's been too stormy tonight, and Grandma's bed might get splashed—I'd suggest Granny replace ours."

"I have no objection." Yan Ruyu said.

An Xiaolei originally thought that she had to do ideological work, but she didn't expect it to be so easy, and it saved her a lot of trouble, so the two of them worked together to change the bed. Yan Ruyu opened the curtains and saw a small hole in the glass window. The curtains were already wet. If the rain was still so heavy at night, it would only be a matter of time before the water leaked onto the bed.

"It was beaten to pieces by those brats. It has been reported several times, but it hasn't been repaired until now," An Xiaolei explained. "I'm going, you guys have a good talk, don't quarrel halfway, I'll come back and give you a big slap in the face."

Yan Ruyu glanced at her with that indifferent look that deserved a beating.

An Xiaolei also touched her nose in embarrassment.He is the president who lives in the presidential suite. You can let him live in the ward now, but sleep in a hospital bed that can be woken up by the rain at any time.

An Xiaolei felt very embarrassed, so she walked away in despair.

When she came back shaking her wet hands again, grandma had already fallen asleep, Mr. Yan was sitting on the hospital bed which was not spacious, the snow-white sheets set off her exposed skin as white as jade, under the light of the night light It seems to be covered with a faint glow, like an elf sitting on a treetop leisurely swinging his legs to watch the scenery, only missing a pair of small elf wings.

This president, whose body is full of artificial beauty, will suddenly reveal a thrilling beauty for a few moments.

It's like the white fluorescence on the porcelain.

An Xiaolei casually pulled a tissue to wipe off the water droplets on her hands, then pressed her palm on Yan Ruyu's hair, rubbed it casually, and explained calmly under Yan Ruyu's gloomy gaze: "I just want to see if your hair is dry. Sleeping with wet hair is easy to get a headache. Although the headache has nothing to do with me - anyway, we are just acting together."

"Done." Yan Ruyu replied honestly.

An Xiaolei said, "None of my business! Lie down and sleep!"

The bed was very small, and the quilt covering the body was also very small. The two of them were not fat, but they had to squeeze together to ensure that they would not fall down.

Yan Ruyu was very honest at the beginning, sleeping back to back with An Xiaolei facing two directions, sleeping dignifiedly, as if sleeping in a five-star presidential suite, at that time An Xiaolei felt that she would not last long, it was raining Now, the weather will be cold, and there will be water splashing outside the window...

Sure enough, in the middle of the night, An Xiaolei, who had always been a light sleeper, felt the man turn over, and then began to frantically grab the quilt from her.

An Xiaolei: "..."

Modesty is an illusion.

What's even more deceptive is that Yan Ruyu's weakness and humming are all fake. This person's hands are abnormally strong when grabbing the quilt when it's cold at night. An Xiaolei, who feels that she is sober and will never lose, gradually feels that she can't grab the quilt. She fell, as if a hippo was tug-of-war with her.

—Fuck!

When the quilt almost fell out of her hand again, An Xiaolei finally felt that her back was not in the right position, she couldn't bear it anymore and turned over to fight with the hippopotamus, who knew that he just let go and plunged into her arms——

I'm so hasty! ! ! !

An Xiaolei panicked, what the hell kind of operation is this!

It's just acting!

Are you throwing yourself into your arms so soon!

The old lady is a little flustered!

However, An Xiaolei didn't dare to push her away. She didn't know how much space was left on the bed. If she was pushed down and suffered a concussion, it would cost her everything!

What's more, the smell of the same shampoo smells so good on Yan Ruyu's body.

After a while, An Xiaolei decided to surrender.

Forget it, just hug it, you can't usually find a president to hug you.

The rain outside the window became heavier, the curtains began to seep, and a trickle formed from the window seam to the wall. An Xiaolei thought about it, wrapped the entire bed sheet around Yan Ruyu's body, and closed her eyes with her back to the window .

It looks like a big goose nervously protecting the eggs in the nest.