The little Jiaojiao who wore it was pampered again

Chapter 451 Gu Liang Smelly Is Dead

"It stinks, I need to take a bath!" Xu Wanqing lowered her head and sniffed herself, frowning in disgust.

Then ran into the bathroom.

smelly?

Gu Liang was stunned for half a second.

Then he shook his head and smiled helplessly: "Obviously it's fragrant..."

Well, the little ancestor is quite clean.

But soon he stopped laughing and strode to the door.

"Wan Qing, why did you go in without your clothes?" He knocked on the door hesitantly.

No one answered inside, but there was a sound of water instead.

Gu Liang withdrew his hand, knowing it was a waste of time to ask.

Very consciously went to help her get the clothes.

Xu Wanqing finished washing in a daze, only to realize that she didn't take the clothes, and with a bit of viciousness in her soft tone, she yelled at the door: "Gu Liang, Wanqing didn't take the clothes!"

Gu Liang helped her bring the clothes over, heard the imposing voice in the bathroom, and touched the bridge of her nose.

Little ancestor, where did this confidence come from?
The young man coughed, "The clothes are at the door."

"Open the door, it's not locked." The soft and soft voice echoed inside, showing a bit ethereal.

What an honest invitation.

Gu Liang: ...

The boy's slightly raised lips froze, he turned around and hugged a stool, put her clothes on it, and said, "It's on the stool outside, you can take it yourself."

"Then you are not allowed to peek!" Xu Wanqing's vigilant voice came out.

Gu Liang paused as he left, then quickened his pace, thinking silently.

Who the hell just called him to send the clothes in?
Xu Wanqing walked out with her long hair loose, wearing an elegant long skirt with floral patterns, and the long ribbon hanging on the side of the skirt fluttered gently.

Seeing Gu Liang reading a book on the sofa, he walked straight over, and then lifted a white and tender foot to step up.

Grabbing his shoulders with both hands, kicked the other foot, and then straddled the boy.

Gu Liang was taken aback by her movements, but luckily he supported her waist in time.

Xu Wanqing stared at the boy's handsome face, then grabbed his fingers.

With an orderly tone, he said, "Blow dry Wanqing's hair."

Gu Liang: "...Okay."

The hair dryer is already ready on the side.

Gu Liang took the towel and helped her dry the water droplets on her hair first.

Run your fingers through her hair, wiping gently.

The long black and soft hair exudes a faint fragrance, which makes people involuntarily addicted.

Xu Wanqing lay half in his arms, closed her eyes, and unconsciously picked his shoulder with her little finger.

After wiping her hair half dry, Gu Liang began to blow it for her. With the sound of buzzing, the long hair on her fingertips started to dance.

Xu Wanqing was drowsy, holding on all the time, opening her eyes from time to time.

It took half an hour to complete this huge project, Gu Liang heaved a sigh of relief, put the hair dryer aside, got up and hugged the person to go to the room.

Xu Wanqing grabbed his sleeve, "Let Wanqing down."

"What's wrong?" Gu Liang put the man down as he said.

After Xu Wanqing stood firmly on the floor, she pushed Gu Liang towards the bathroom.

"Gu Liang stinks to death, hurry up and wash it off!"

Gu Liang: "..."

Was pushed into the bathroom.

Today is also a day that I was rejected by my little ancestor.

The boy took a bath obediently, and when he came out, he found that Xu Wanqing hadn't slept yet.

She sat cross-legged on the bed, with her small head slightly raised, her long hair hanging down her slender back.

(End of this chapter)