Chapter 649 Doting
Why does it sound so much like scolding?
Bo Yanqing laughed, stretched out his hand to rub the top of Nan Jiaojiao's hair, and handed her a strawberry, but when she reached out to take it, she deliberately raised her hand to avoid it.
He wants to feed it himself.
She lazily raised her eyelids and glanced at him.
To be fair, Bo Yanqing doted on her to the extreme, not only with the pampering of her boyfriend, but also with the discipline of an elder.
What Nan Jiaojiao lacks most is emotion. She can't express it, but she takes everything Bo Yanqing does to her heart.
Gradually I began to rely on him.
If she knew how much pain this dependence would cause her in the near future, she would rather leave earlier.
The temperature of the hot spring is suitable. The hotter it gets, the hotter it gets. All three of us are sweating.
Nan Jiaojiao was lying on the edge of the pool, with a leftover fruit plate in hand. She squinted and saw that Bo Yanqing was teaching Bo Qingshan to swim, not far from her, and the laughter was right next to her ears.
Surrounded by warm water, her body became weak and her eyelids were unable to open after they were drooped.
When Bo Yanqing saw her sleeping, he immediately threw Bo Qingshan into the water and swam over quickly, just in time to hold Nan Jiaojiao's body as she was about to slide into the water.
He carried her up and put two bathrobes on her.
Behind him, Bo Qingshan spit out water and cursed. The sound of splashing water was louder than a stone hitting the water.
Bo Yanqing gave a rare kind reminder: "Stand straight with your legs, this pool should be 1.5 meters."
"..."
That's too much!
Who are you laughing at just over 1.5 meters tall?
Bo Qingshan put his toes hard and finally stood firm. When he looked up again, there was no one there.
I’m not worried at all that he will drown, he’s really my third uncle!
Bo Yanqing really didn't bother to care about him. After taking a bath, he touched Nan Jiaojiao's hair and couldn't tell whether it was wet in the bath or in the hot spring. He simply untied the hair and carried it back to the bathroom. Go inside.
He found a low bench, sat with his legs spread apart, put Nan Jiaojiao on his lap, held the back of her head with his hand, and used the showerhead to wash her hair with the other hand.
Drowsily, Nan Jiaojiao opened her eyes and looked at him with half-squinted eyes.
“What are you doing?” “I’ll wash your hair. It’ll be fine in a while. If you feel sleepy, go to bed.”
Wen Yan Nan Jiaojiao rubbed her hands and found that his hand holding the back of her head was resting on the edge of the bathtub. The water flowed into the bathtub and she didn't even get her collar wet.
She covered her mouth and yawned, "Okay."
She closed her eyes and fell asleep again.
The movements on Bo Yanqing's hands became gentler and more meticulous, until she dried her hair and put her in bed, she never woke up again.
The tranquility and tranquility of this night made Nan Jiaojiao miss her for many years in the days after she ran away.
The morning light comes slowly, bringing with it the moisture of the morning soil. The cold wind rustles through the branches, and the snowflakes fall into pieces.
The temperature in the hospital is very cold.
But I can’t feel it in a room with sufficient heating.
After Ling Wei woke up, her throat felt dry and she coughed lightly due to thirst.
"Xiao Zhou?"
She sat up slightly, but her elbows were not strong enough, so she lay back and held her forehead to relax, closed her eyes and shouted softly: "Is Xiao Zhou here?"
"Do you want some water?" A gentle male voice sounded in the room.
Ling Wei was startled. She opened her eyes and saw no one. She turned her head slightly and saw Mo Suizhi sitting in a wheelchair.
He put the warm water on the bedside table.
"I guess you are about to wake up. I went to buy breakfast, so we can eat together."
Mo Suizhi went around to the end of the bed and shook the bed.
Ling Wei asked: "Suizhi, why are you here?"
(End of this chapter)