The little ancestor has a soft waist and a wild heart, Master Bo has fallen!

Why does it sound like a curse?

Bo Yanqing laughed, stretched out his hand to rub Nan Jiaojiao's hair, and handed her a strawberry, but when she reached out to pick it up, he deliberately raised his hand to avoid it.

He wants to feed himself.

She lazily raised her eyelids and glanced at him.

In all fairness, Bo Yanqing doted on her to the extreme, not only doted on by her boyfriend, but also disciplined like an elder.

What Nan Jiaojiao lacks most is emotion, she can't express it, but she takes everything Bo Yanqing does into her heart.

Gradually began to rely on him.

If she knew how much pain this dependence would cause her in the near future, she would rather withdraw earlier.

The temperature of the hot spring is suitable, and the hotter it gets, the three of them are sweating.

Nan Jiaojiao was lying on the edge of the pool with the leftover fruit plate in hand. She squinted to see that Bo Yanqing was teaching Bo Qingshan how to swim, not far from her, and the laughter was in her ears.

Surrounded by warm water, her body was weak, and her eyelids were hard to open after they were raised.

Seeing that she was asleep, Bo Yanqing immediately threw Bo Qingshan into the water, and swam over quickly, just in time to support Nan Jiaojiao's body that was about to slip into the water.

He carried her up and put two bathrobes on her body.

Behind him, Bo Qingshan was spitting out water and cursing, the splashing sound was louder than a stone being thrown into the water.

It was rare for Bo Yanqing to remind me kindly: "Stand up with your legs straight, the pool should be 1.5 meters long."

"..."

Too much!
Laugh at who just crossed 1.5 meters!
Bo Qingshan tried his best to stand on his toes, and managed to stand still. When he looked up again, there was no one there.

I don't worry about him drowning at all, what a dear third uncle!
Bo Yanqing really didn't bother to care about him. After taking a bath, he touched Nan Jiaojiao's hair. He couldn't tell whether it was wet from the bath or from the hot spring, so he simply untied the ball head and carried him back to the bathroom.

He found a low bench, sat with his legs spread apart, put Nan Jiaojiao on his lap, supported the back of her head with one hand, and washed her hair with the shower in the other hand.

In a daze, Nan Jiaojiao opened her eyes, half-closed her eyes, and looked at him flickeringly.

"What are you doing?"

"Wash your hair, it will be fine in a while, and sleep when you are sleepy."

Hearing this, 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 wet at the neckline.

She covered her mouth and yawned, "OK."

I closed my eyes and fell asleep again.

The movements of Bo Yanqing's hands became softer and more meticulous, until she dried her hair and hugged her into the bed, she never woke up again.

The tranquility of this night made Nan Jiaojiao think about it for many years in the days when she ran away.

The morning sun came very slowly, carrying the moisture of the morning soil, the cold wind rustled through the branches, and shivered and fell into broken snowflakes.

The temperature in the hospital is very cold.

But it's not noticeable in a well-heated room.

After Ling Wei woke up, her throat felt dry and she coughed lightly out of thirst.

"Xiao Zhou?"

She sat up a little bit, her elbows were not strong enough, she lay back and supported her forehead to relax, closed her eyes and whispered: "Is Xiao Zhou here?"

"Do you want to drink water?" A gentle male voice sounded from the room.

Ling Wei was startled, opened her eyes and saw no one, turned her head slightly, and saw Mo Suizhi sitting in a wheelchair.

He put warm water on the bedside table.

"Guess you should be waking up. I went to buy breakfast, and we happened to have it together."

Mo Suizhi walked around to the end of the bed and shook it up.

Ling Wei asked: "Suizhi, why are you here?"