Jane Sanshao's love story

He seemed to go to bed without drying his hair again.

It's winter now, even if there is enough heating in the room, it might be uncomfortable to sleep with wet hair like this.

"Jian Qiubai." Yuan Chengyi shook his shoulders: "Get up and blow dry your hair."

"Hmm..." Jian Qiubai opened his eyelids in a daze, and squinted at the person in front of him.

"Get up and dry your hair."

Yuan Chengyi supported his shoulders and pulled him up.

"Don't pull me, don't pull me." Jian Qiubai couldn't help shaking her head: "I'm so sleepy."

Yuan Chengyi let go, Jian Qiubai immediately sank down, buried his head in the pillow, closed his eyes and fell asleep peacefully.

Yuan Chengyi sighed, scratched the boy's nose lightly and said softly: "I came back to let you serve me, but you are lucky, you will lie on the bed for me as soon as you get home."

After speaking, the man shook his head and got off the bed, took a large towel from the drawer of the bedside table and walked to the bed, wrapped Jian Qiubai's head, and rubbed the boy's wet hair gently.

I rubbed and felt discouraged again.

What's going on recently, when he comes home tired every day, he just wants to let this kid beat his back, squeeze his shoulders and talk, but Jian Qiubai is better, he is more tired than him every day, he goes to bed after taking a bath, Not even a word to say.

Full of young master posture!

Could it be that Jian Qiubai still regards herself as his bodyguard?

Yuan Chengyi's pupils shrank, and he couldn't calm down immediately. After rubbing it twice, he couldn't help but pat Jian Qiubai's cheek with the back of his hand and said, "Get up, don't make me confused, I haven't slept yet!"

Jian Qiubai was woken up a little by the cool big hands on his face, and forced himself to open his eyelids to look at the person in front of him.

The light was dim, and Yuan Chengyi's face became blurred under the light. In addition, he washed off the pomade as soon as he got home, and the hair on his forehead hung down to cover the corners of his eyes. He looked young and charming for several years.

It's like the Yuan Chengyi who protected him all the time five years ago.

Jian Qiubai's heart felt hot, and he said in a daze, "Yuan Chengyi, I'm hungry."

"what?"

Jian Qiubai propped herself up, buried her head in the strength of his neck, rubbed gently, and asked with her eyes closed.

"Is there any supper? I want to eat the cloud leg tofu you bought for me."

The expression on Yuan Chengyi's face froze, and his body tensed up.

Obviously, Jian Qiubai was in a daze and thought it was the past.

But how could it be possible to go back to the past?

Not to mention the vast difference in their moods that have changed in the past five years, just his dead mother is enough for him to clearly distinguish them from the past.

Yuan Chengyi's eyes gradually darkened, and after a moment of silence, he said in a cold voice: "Be sober, you are lying on my bed now, and you are no longer the young master who can order me around."

It seemed that he didn't realize what the words meant. After waiting for a long time, Jian Qiubai slowly got up from his shoulders, and said with drooping eyelids, "I'm sorry, I seemed to be in a daze just now."

Yuan Chengyi snorted coldly and asked, "Are you awake now?"

"Sober."

"When you wake up, dry your hair for me!" Yuan Chengyi threw the towel on his face.

Jian Qiubai picked up the towel and let out an ooh, then began to quietly wipe her hair against the back of the bed.

Yuan Chengyi went out to the bathroom to take a shower.

After taking a quick shower, Yuan Chengyi came out of the bathroom with only a nightgown on.

Originally, he wanted to have another kiss and hug with Jian Qiubai, but as soon as he came in, he saw Jian Qiubai falling asleep on the back of the bed with a towel in his arms.

Yuan Chengyi shook his head, not knowing whether to cry or laugh.

The man stepped forward, took out the towel that the boy was holding, hugged his slender waist, stuffed him back into the bed, tucked the corner of the quilt tightly, touched his warm eyebrows and said softly: " How tired are you, you have dark circles under your eyes."

Naturally no one responded.

Jian Qiubai was extremely tired and fell asleep.

Yuan Chengyi walked around the end of the bed, raised the corner of the quilt and got in too.

Jian Qiubai didn't wear much, so he didn't dare to hug him, he was afraid that if he hugged him, he would rub against him and cause a fire. In this long night, he will only suffer.

The man turned his back and tried his best to sleep against the corner of the bed, far away from Jian Qiubai.

However, the night was too quiet.

So quiet that he could hear the boy's shallow breathing.

Thoughts are like smoke all over the place, uncontrollably, gradually dissipating.

Jian Qiubai's sleeping appearance is very good-looking, her light-colored lips are always slightly parted, revealing some white teeth inside.

His nose is very upturned, and his wings will shrink slightly when he breathes, a bit like a child yawning, his eyebrows are long and narrow, when they are stretched out, they are innocent and delicate, when he kisses him, his eyebrows will knit into a delicate knot, which makes people feel I couldn't help but want to bully him a little more.

Thoughts are entangled in it, and people cannot sleep.

Yuan Chengyi sighed, turned back and forth several times, turned his back to him for a while, and faced him for a while, but he felt uncomfortable no matter what, his body was very hot.

After turning around several times, the man sighed, straightened up and picked up the remote control of the air conditioner on the cabinet. He originally wanted to lower the temperature, but when he turned his head and saw Jian Qiubai, he couldn't help thinking, would he Will it be cold?

Yuan Chengyi put his hand under the quilt, touched the boy's cold hand, and frowned handsomely.

Jian Qiubai always had cold hands and feet. A few days ago, she could hug him to keep him warm. If she didn't hug him today, if she lowered the temperature again, her hands and feet would get cold again in a short while.

With a sigh, Yuan Chengyi put the remote control in his hand back on the table, tugged at the collar of his nightgown and lay down again.

But it's really hot.

It was so hot that his lower abdomen was like burning.

Yuan Chengyi turned his head, stared at Jian Qiubai's side face, and finally surrendered to the Qi Nian in his heart, and slowly lowered his hands.

But I always felt uncomfortable, and there was a thin layer of sweat on my forehead.

"What the hell." Yuan Chengyi swears.

Why do you feel so embarrassed?

The person is lying next to him, untouchable, untouchable, and reduced to looking at his face, making his own end.

what is this? !

Why was he, Yuan Chengyi, ever so wretched and dark?

If you are embarrassed, you will be embarrassed.

Yuan Chengyi thought, anyway, he will eat up this little bastard tomorrow.

This moment of embarrassment is to give him a rest time.

In the future, he will not let him go......

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Jian Qiubai slept quite soundly this time, and felt that he had regained all the energy and energy he had suffered from the previous few days.

At first, he thought he would have slept for at least ten hours, but he looked up at his watch and realized that he woke up very early, at 06:30, and only slept for seven or eight hours.

Jian Qiubai stretched, lifted the quilt and got up to make breakfast.

He has no habit of sleeping in, and usually wakes up when he wakes up.

As soon as he sat up, Yuan Chengyi felt it, but he didn't fully wake up, closed his eyes, and asked vaguely: "What are you going to do?"

While getting dressed, Jian Qiubai said softly, "I'll make breakfast, it's still early, you can go to sleep later."

"Ah."

Jian Qiubai covered Yuan Chengyi with a quilt again, turned and went out.

Yuan Chengyi likes to eat meat, so even though it was early in the morning, Jian Qiubai still made some lean meat porridge for him,

I also made tofu with shallots and egg pancakes, and breakfast is ready.

Just as he was about to put the dishes on the dining table and call Yuan Chengyi to get up, the phone suddenly buzzed and vibrated.

Jian Qiubai hastily put down the plate in her hand, took out her mobile phone and swiped the answer button.

"Hello, Doctor Jane." The nurse's anxious voice came from the mobile phone, accompanied by a little noisy voice and crying in the hospital.

Hearing the cry of pain similar to a girl's collapse, Jian Qiubai's heart tightened, "What's wrong? Is the patient here?"

"Yes!" The little nurse shouted: "A girl who was burned by hot steam came at six o'clock this morning. The skin on her face is festered and needs urgent treatment. You are now..."

"I'll be there right away." Jian Qiubai interrupted her and said, "You first inform the surgery department to prepare the things needed for the surgery, and I will arrive at the hospital in about 10 minutes."

After finishing speaking, Jian Qiubai put down the phone, trotted out of the kitchen, put on the padded clothes indiscriminately, and went out.

When Yuan Chengyi got up and went to the restaurant, Jian Qiubai had already left for more than half an hour.