little grandpa, be nice

Chapter 122 I hate ghosts, drink cold water

"Damn it, drink cold water..."

Shen Yeting who was inside the door shook his head helplessly and went to take a bath.

As for Yan Weichu, he walked into the guest room, went to find a hair dryer, and dried his hair first.Avoid catching a cold yourself.

If she catches a cold, she is the one who seeks to suffer. She doesn't want to suffer, she just wants to throw Shen Yeting down...

"Yawn!" I really thought of something, sneezed suddenly, rubbed my nose, as if I really had some signs of a cold, and quickly dropped the hair dryer in my hand.

Run out of the living room and knock on the door of the master bedroom next door.

"Bang bang bang..."

There was a knock on the door, very hard.

Shen Yeting had just come out of the shower when he heard a loud knock on the door, and he knew who it was without thinking.

When Shen Yeting opened the door, she saw her hand knocking directly on his chest.

"Ouch." Yan Weichu really didn't expect that he would directly open the door without any sound.

and……

Why are his muscles so hard?Like the wall, it may have something to do with fighting.

Shen Yeting was just about to look at her hands, after all, some kind of little fox called out "Ouch."

Unexpectedly, a certain little fox spoke directly to him, and said pitifully, "I have a cold, Shen Yeting."

Shen Yeting frowned, and immediately heard her continue: "It's all your fault if you want to pay. Don't let me take a bath here."

Shen Yeting: "..." It makes sense.

"But I'm not that hypocritical. Just make some ginger tea for me, and I'll be fine after a night of sleep." As she spoke, she sneezed, which was a sign that she was really about to catch a cold.

When my mother was at home, whenever she had a cold, she would ask Aunt Li to make ginger tea and put some brown sugar.

After she finished drinking, she slept with the quilt in her hands, and she really recovered the next day.

Shen Yeting raised his eyebrows, he really wasn't hypocritical at all!
Shen Yeting then hummed lightly, and then closed the door with a 'bang'.

Yan Weichu was taken aback, did he agree or disagree?

Just as he was about to knock on the door again, the door opened again.

I saw him, who was still wearing a bath towel just now, now put on a white T-shirt and black pants.

It's not that he wants to go out, why is he getting dressed? Could it be...to prevent-her? !

"Shen Yeting, I think it is necessary to tell you..."

Shen Yeting went downstairs, followed by Yan Weichu.

"Huh?" He hummed lightly, indicating that he was listening.

"I'm not a pervert."

"Ah."

Well, just one word, do you think she is, or don't think she is.

"Shen Yeting."

"Ok?"

"Actually, I really like you, but in order to show that I respect you, I have been enduring it, you know."

"Yeah." Shen Yeting had already walked into the open kitchen, stood in front of the glazed table, turned on the fire, put the pot, poured water into the pot, and went to the refrigerator to find Old Jiang.

I didn't expect him to be quite skilled, Yan Weichu thought.

Seeing him put the ginger slices into the pot, Yan Weichu not only saw the gods.

It is said that boys who can cook are very handsome. She didn't notice it before, but now she finds it out.

Really super handsome.

Especially looking at his silhouette, it feels like admiring a work of art.

Just now, because he had just come out of the shower and hadn't had time to wipe his hair, a certain little fox knocked on the door, and there was still a trace of water on his hair...

And he sensed her sizing up, and suddenly turned his head, his eyes met in mid-air...

Out of the corner of her eye, she saw that she was wearing loose cartoon pajamas, with her white legs exposed.

(End of this chapter)