You are like the warm sun

Chapter 64 Help me wipe my hair

On the day Tang Wan's father was buried, Li Kuiwen proposed to take Tang Wan to live with him, but Zhang Hehua didn't want to agree at first.

She is alone at home taking care of her parents-in-law and taking care of her own children. She is so busy every day that she has no time to take care of other people's children.

But after thinking about it carefully, she changed her mind.

Tang Wan can live here, but she can’t live and eat for free without working. She has to pay at least 1000 yuan per month for food and accommodation.

She had his father's inheritance and the compensation from the company, so she could definitely afford 1000 yuan a month, or even just a fraction of it.

Zhang Hehua had a good plan, but she didn’t expect Tang Wan would not agree to live with her!
Her breath suddenly felt like it was stuck in her throat.

At this time, the other side.

After hanging up the phone, Tang Wan put the phone down beside her, leaned back on the sofa cushion, and sighed tiredly.

To be honest, every time she spoke to her uncle, she would feel a little psychologically burdened. After all, her uncle was different from other people. He really cared about her and was the only relative in the world who cared about her.

But his kindness made her feel a little restrained.

Sometimes, she would rather he disliked her as much as her aunt did, so that she could be ruthless and treat him equally.

When Shao Zhouci came out of the bathroom after taking a shower, he saw the girl leaning back with her head listlessly, her delicate eyebrows slightly furrowed, as if she was worried about something, her eyes wandering.

He rarely saw her so lifeless...

A bit of an eyesore.

Shao Zhouci pursed his lips slightly and walked towards her.

Tang Wan was lost in thought until the sofa beside her sank and she came to her senses. Her first reaction was to look at him.

The two of them looked at each other, one high and one low.

After looking at her for a while, he handed her the black towel in his hand. His eyes were a little awkward, and a hint of intimacy unconsciously appeared in his hoarse voice, "Help me wipe my hair."

Tang Wan was slightly stunned. This was the first time he had asked her for something like this, so naturally she had to satisfy him.

She took the towel, got up from the carpet and sat on the sofa, while he very consciously sat in her original position.

The two people switched directions.

Tang Wan sat behind him, covered his head with a towel and rubbed it gently. When she was almost done, she took out a hair dryer to blow dry his hair.

The boy sat cross-legged in front of her, his fingers lightly grasping her ankles, and lowered his head slightly to match her movements, like a wild little animal that unconsciously showed some docility and obedience in front of a familiar person.

Tang Wan was concentrating on fiddling with the hair dryer and his hair, and temporarily forgot about the troubles she had just had.

His short, jet-black hair is soft and smooth, and feels very nice to touch.

Ever since she touched him last time, she couldn't forget it. Now that he had given her this opportunity, of course she had to take the opportunity to touch him more.

Tang Wan looked serious.

But she soon thought of something and couldn't help laughing.

Shao Zhouci turned his head slightly in confusion, "What are you laughing at?"

His hair was already 90% dry. Tang Wan turned off the hair dryer and put it aside, continuing to play with his fluffy hair with her fingers. "I was just wondering, when you reach middle age, will you be bald?"

"Well... like a physics teacher."

She gave a vivid example.

Shao Zhouci was stunned when he heard this, and subconsciously began to recall the appearance of their physics teacher. He didn't have any impression of his face, but his Mediterranean hair left a deep impression on him.

Become like that?

Thinking of this, his brows furrowed and a look of obvious rejection appeared on his face.

(End of this chapter)