Gentleness is only for you

Chapter 62 Hair
When Gu Che came to Ji Xin's house, Ji Xin and Ji's father had already planted more than half of the rose flowers.

Ji's father is in a corner of the yard, with his back facing him, and he is seriously planting blue hydrangeas.

Ji Xin sat directly on the ground, her trousers rolled up to her calves, her hands were covered in mud, she looked a bit lazy.

The two looked at each other, and Ji Xin hurriedly waved at him.

"Gu Che!"

Gu Che nodded.

Ji's father turned his head when he heard the sound, and smiled at him:
"Xiao Che is here!"

Gu Che hummed: "Uncle Ji."

"Gu Che, come here to help, don't just stand here, hurry up!"

Ji Xin raised her muddy little hand and waved at him.

Ji's father squinted at her: "It's enough for you to do it yourself, why bother Xiao Che?"

Ji Xin said confidently, "I'll find a helper for myself, what do you care about me!"

"That's what you will say!"

Ji's father glared at her and then looked at Gu Che:

"Excuse me, Xiaoche, uncle treats you to dinner tonight."

Gu Che rolled up his sleeves to his elbows and walked to Ji Xin's side: "It's okay."

With a smile on her face, Ji Xin gently handed him the tulip beside her:
"You are so smart, don't need me to teach you"

Gu Che glanced at her, but didn't answer.

He put the root of the tulip into the little hole he had dug, straightened it, and filled the hole.

How can someone teach such a simple thing?

Maybe because Ji's father was still there, Ji Xin didn't speak anymore, but her eyes seemed to be glued to Gu Che's body, and there was still a smile in them.

Might as well talk.

Gu Che breathed a sigh of relief, and looked up at Ji Xin:
"Fill the hole."

Ji Xin looked at him and said yes, and obediently filled the hole.

The little balls on the top of her head looked loose, and as she lowered her head, a small strand of hair slid down and covered one of her cheeks.

She wanted to stretch her hands behind her ears, but she realized that there was still mud on her hands, so she put her hands down again and shook her head.

Ji's mother poked her head out of the window and looked at Ji's father:

"Ji Chuan, the phone is ringing!"

Ji's father agreed, clapped his hands and went in.

"Gu Che."

Gu Che looked over.

Ji Xin blew the hair on the side of her face, and said softly:
"Gu Che, help me tuck it behind my ear, it's too itchy."

Fearing that he would refuse, he hurriedly said:
"I have mud on my hands!"

Gu Che's eyes flashed, and he lowered his eyes:

"I have mud on my hands, too."

"fart!

She stopped talking just in time, and put it another way:
"You're lying, isn't your hand holding the flower not stained with mud!"

She could clearly see that he supported him with one hand and buried it in the soil with the other, obviously only one hand was covered with mud!
"Hurry up, it's itchy!"

She simply stood up and trot to his side, squatted down, and blew the hair on the side of her face again, softly.

Gu Che was taken aback by her sudden approach, the person in front of him raised his face slightly, and looked at him with sparkling eyes.

When I got closer, I could smell the fragrance on her body again, it was still sweet but not greasy, sweet and sour, it smelled very refreshing and comfortable.

"hurry up!"

she urged again.

Gu Che hid all the emotions in his eyes, raised his hand and gently hooked the lock of hair on the side of her face, and gently ran it behind her small ear, and accidentally touched her ear with his finger, he took it back at once, feeling overwhelmed. There was a strange feeling.

Ji Xin blinked her eyes, there seemed to be something hidden in her eyes, the meaning was unclear, the corner of her mouth curled up, and she said sweetly:
"Thank you."

Gu Che hummed, lowered his head, supported the flower with his muddy hand, and buried his unstained hand in the soil, trying to erase the soft touch from his fingertips.

Suddenly he heard the people around him laugh, and then there was a cold and sticky feeling on his face.

As soon as he looked up, Ji Xin had already run two meters away from him, looking at him with a smile.

He raised his eyebrows, knowing that she had wiped the mud on his face without thinking about it.

Really childish.

(End of this chapter)