Long time talent and deep love [entertainment circle]

Chapter 138

"Come in." He Ercheng still timidly followed behind, carefully listening to the movement inside, as if there was really no one inside, so, are the two of them left in this house tonight?But at the same time, it was also embarrassing, "Your parents and your sister didn't leave because they were afraid of embarrassing me here."

"No, I told you when I came here. We all have our own business. Besides, there is almost no one in this house except me, or I invite a few friends to use it for vacation." Quan Zhilong said relaxedly, for Don't let her have any burden.

"Okay." He Ercheng went around the scalp, "Ouba, I want to wash my hair, it smells a bit smelly." I touched my hair and sniffed it, the smell of shampoo should be gone, it feels natural to blame.

"Go up, I'll wash it for you later."

He Ercheng changed his shoes in the hallway. He was stunned for a moment when he heard his words, and then he defaulted to not responding.

"This is..." He Ercheng followed Quan Zhilong to the room on the second floor. It was a dark black bedroom that he hadn't entered before. The cute kitten was lying on the neat light gray quilt. When the master came back, he yelled and lay down lazily, ignoring it.

It should be his room.

This is the second time I have come to his house, and I think it has been 3 months. Fortunately, my parents are not at home, otherwise, she came here empty-handed, with a suitcase, which looks very impolite, like a refugee.

"Don't stand there, just sit for a while." Quan Zhilong said, and went downstairs, as if looking for something.

He Ercheng wanted to ask where to sit?Except for a big bed, there is not even a chair. Could it be sitting on the ground?After hesitating for a while, he walked around the room and opened the sliding door on the side, full of clothes and accessories, He Ercheng's mouth could hardly close, almost catching up with the combined size of the two siblings Clothes, and, well, that's just one season's clothes.

"Well, after Amon becomes popular, there will be such an astonishing amount of clothes." He Ercheng smelled the smell on the clothes, or the smell of washing, which should be from Mother Quan's handicraft.

Quan Zhilong went downstairs, found a yoga mat in the room where my sister lived before, put it on the side of the bathtub, took the shampoo and conditioner within reach, and tried the water temperature before shouting: "Er Cheng, all right, come in."

He Ercheng heard the sound and went in, saw him holding the shower head, and asked curiously, "What are you doing?"

"Sharon, don't you want to wash your hair?" Quan Zhilong thought, if she had said earlier, maybe she would have taken it to the barber shop directly, so she could lie there and wash it off comfortably, "This is the first time I helped Others wash their hair, come and lie down." Everything is ready, just waiting for her.

"The first thing you did in your life was to use it on me?" He Ercheng looked disgusted, she said she wanted to wash her hair, but she squatted in the bathroom and washed it directly, or she could wash it by the way when she took a shower later , Why do you have to separate, and even make this set up like a play house?

At this time, He Ercheng felt embarrassed to say thank you, but with the longing eyes on his face, he couldn't be called naive.

As long as you lie down obediently and follow his wishes, it will probably be completed in 15 minutes at the slowest, He Ercheng thought, anyway, no one else will know, if you close your eyes, these 15 minutes should pass quickly.

"Wait a minute." Quan Zhilong had just wetted his hair, and suddenly stopped, "I need to play some music, and doing things like this will get twice the result with half the effort.

"Yeah." Anyway, he has already regarded it as a puppet in his hands, so the habit of listening to music can be regarded as a bonus, otherwise the 15 minutes of air condensation would be too difficult.

Just as he was preparing to enjoy the process, He Ercheng immediately opened his eyes when he heard the intense music style, and almost subconsciously reached out and grabbed the clothes on his chest: "Are you washing my hair? Do you still want to dance? Or, do you want to play disco in the bathtub?" He looked at him with strange eyes.

"It hurts, hurts..." Quan Zhilong bent down, with a funny expression on his face, as if he was deliberately pressing on top of her.

He Ercheng turned his face away weirdly, and pushed his chest: "I didn't use any force, I just grabbed your clothes subconsciously." Not to mention the winter clothes, he was deliberately covering her up.

Quan Zhilong brushed his cheek like a dragonfly: "You poked my chest."

"Crazy, switch to a lyrical song, and you're not looking for inspiration, and it's not a job. You can play a lyrical song. Look for it again."

Quan Zhilong got up reluctantly, and searched in the mobile phone as she said, while explaining: "I was just afraid that you would fall asleep."

"That's because you take things so seriously that you don't even know when I fell asleep," He Ercheng closed his eyes again.

While rinsing, 5 songs had already passed, and He Ercheng, who was lying on the bed, had not spoken, her eyes were closed tightly, her light gray eyebrows gently touched her forehead slightly, and her overly fair face was flushed.

The delicate face does not seem to be able to see the encounters he experienced since he was a child. He still remembers the clarity when he first met, his eyes are always shining, and he is very enthusiastic about everything.

She seems to have changed a bit, she is no longer the person she saw at the beginning.

"Okay, I'll dry my hair with a dry towel, then dry it with a hair dryer, and then I can go to sleep." He happily went to the sink to get a towel, wrapped it around her hair, tied it up, and then dragged her up. "Is that so? My craft is pretty good, right?"

He Ercheng slightly opened his eyes and nodded.

"Wait a minute." Quan Zhilong didn't move, and picked up the eyelash that fell off under her eyes that were a little red and swollen from crying, "Eyelashes are very precious, so don't rub your eyes easily in the future, and another one will fall out."

He was holding a book in his hand, and he was talking about it. He Ercheng mischievously blew it off: "I can't tell if I'm missing one. I have many eyelashes." She walked outside mischievously.

When Quan Zhilong rushed out, she shouted: "The hair dryer is in the drawer of the closet. Let me clean it up here. You have to dry it immediately, or you will catch a cold."

He didn't start cleaning the bathroom until there was a crisp response from outside: "dai~~".

After taking a shower, it took five songs. When Quan Zhilong came out, there was not even a sign of He Ercheng in the room, and even the box that was just brought up and placed at the door was gone.

"Where did you go?" He mumbled to himself, and walked out of the room, even turning off the lights in the corridor, "I won't go straight again." Walking back to the closet where the hair dryer was placed, there was no hair dryer. Put it back in place, the drawer is empty.

"He Ercheng..." Quan Zhilong almost came out of the bedroom, and searched every room, calling her name while searching, until he found her in the room where he had dinner last time, and he was about to throw off her slippers When she arrived at the door, she lay on the bed like that, as if she had fallen asleep.

"Why did you come here?" Quan Zhilong looked around, this is a room for entertaining guests, so if there are no guests, the important parts of the room will be covered directly, especially now in the cold winter, the quilts are already covered After storing it, it needs to be exposed to the sun if it is to be used. Therefore, if she wants to live in this room, it is impossible anyway.

"Get up, go to sleep in that room." Quan Zhilong pushed her who seemed to be stuck to the bed.

"Hmm~" She refused in a delicate tone, wanting to pinch her so cutely.

"It's cold here, there is no quilt here." Quan Zhilong said with concern.

"Hmm...you can help me take out the clothes in the box and cover me with it." He Ercheng pointed at the box sloppily, then turned his head to the other side after speaking.

"Do you have to sleep here?"

"Well, I've slept here before, I'm familiar with it."

Quan Zhilong scratched his eyebrows, a little helpless, although the stairs going out here looked a little uncomfortable, but at least he was at home, and he had to remind him the next day, otherwise his crooked feet would be swollen like last time .

He compromised and said: "Then I'll go to the room and get the quilt." She couldn't help it if she recognized the place.

"Wait." He Ercheng quickly grabbed his pajama pants, because it was winter and he was wearing loose clothes, half of his pants were pulled down.

He Ercheng immediately let go, covered his eyes, and hurriedly explained: "I didn't see it."

Quan Zhilong looked indifferent, lifted his pants, folded them back, and asked, "What do you want... You said you want to sleep here, but I won't let you get the quilt in the room."

"Give me yours, then you won't have it?" He Ercheng moved his hand covering his eyes a little, then sat up and put down his hand.

"Do you want to sleep separately?" Quan Zhilong questioned.

He Ercheng hesitated for a while, although he said so, nodding seemed a bit too much, got up, hooked his fingers again, and when he approached, he climbed directly on top of him, coquettishly: "Ouba, if I will feel bad when you are sick, and I can’t bear it, so let’s sleep together.”

"and then?"

Quan Zhilong really couldn't stand her smiling face and sincere eyes, and the desire to be angry seemed to be extinguished again.

"Ouba, I'm really sleepy, just hug me over like this." She lay lazily on her shoulder, sure that he couldn't refuse.

"Don't you have long legs yourself? Who just ran out by himself just now, and now wants me to carry you back. Let me tell you, don't do this next time."

"Ouba, I have short legs."

"Hey, you have short legs? You are better at escaping than anyone else, don't you know? I have been chasing you for more than half a year, and I know who I am and still reject me." Quan Zhilong complained and returned to the room.

"Ouba, you know that at that time, I was the only one who was blind and couldn't see you."

"Hmph~ I don't even have a chance to be a spare tire."

He Ercheng obediently stood on the bed, and directly drove away the sleeping Zhengxiang IYE: "Go away, this is my territory."

Quan Zhilong looked at her movements amusedly: "Aren't you afraid that I will be angry?"

He Ercheng immediately wrapped himself in the quilt and looked at him with innocent eyes: "Ouba, is it because I'm not as cute as that cat? And he's still a male."

"I really...have convinced you, change your clothes, how can you sleep in this?"

"Then give it to me...to wear yours." After He Ercheng finished speaking, she lay down directly under the quilt.

When Quan Zhilong came back, she was already asleep, and she didn't wake up no matter how much she screamed, she even thought he was bothering her, touched her hair, and made sure that she didn't plan to wake her up forcefully after she was done, probably not for a day today Reasoning with her made her whole nerves tense, and she finally relaxed after confirming that it was a misunderstanding.

Her acting like a baby is becoming more and more comfortable, and she seems to have a little more intimacy.

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