The girl in her arms seemed to have finally calmed down, her arms around Xiao Wanqing gradually loosened, and she lowered her head, holding Xiao Wanqing's hands to carefully examine whether Xiao Wanqing was injured.
Xiao Wanqing knew her worry, so she softened her voice to comfort her: "I'm fine, I just fell, but I didn't hurt myself, so don't worry." She also took the initiative to show Lin Xian her intact palm and elbows, and moved his legs freely to show that he was okay. Following her movements, the clothes splashed and fell into the water on the ground.
Lin Xian was finally relieved, she turned her back and lowered her head, refusing to look at Xiao Wanqing. After wiping her face carelessly with the back of her hand a few times, she urged Xiao Wanqing in a nasal voice with a bit of crying: "Then go and change quickly." The voice was dull and dull.
Xiao Wanqing guessed that Lin Xian was probably somewhat embarrassed by the crying gaffe just now. The little girl has a thin skin, she can understand it very well, so she doesn't want to poke it. She reached out and touched Lin Xian's little head affectionately, and promised her in a warm voice: "Okay, but wait for me first." After speaking, she carried the bag in her hand and was about to walk towards the kitchen.
A force was lightly exerted on her hand, but it was Lin Xian who reached out and grabbed her wrist. Lin Xian asked her in a low voice, "Where are you going?" The direction Xiao Wanqing walked was obviously not the way to go to the bathroom.
Xiao Wanqing stopped in her tracks, turned around, frowned, and said softly, "I finished drinking the bottled water yesterday, and there is no spare at home. I'll go to the kitchen to boil some water for you to take medicine."
Not wanting Lin Xian to hear the words, the hand holding her wrist tightened even more. She frowned, with an unhappy expression on her face, and blurted out a blunt stop: "Don't go!"
Xiao Wanqing was taken aback by her decisive drink, and stared at Lin Xian in a daze, a little astonished.
The girl standing in front of her, because of the crying just now, her eye circles and nose are still a little red, her eyes are full of water, wet, like a pitiful little white rabbit, but her voice is a little bit It was fierce, like a young tiger baring its teeth and claws in anger. Now that the little tiger was under her sight, it seemed that it gradually retracted her little paws, showing a somewhat embarrassed expression.
As soon as Lin Xian said the words, he realized that he was anxious and his tone was not very good. She bit her lip, gathered herself together, and then looked at Xiao Wanqing, and explained in a moderate voice: "Aunt Xiao, you are completely soaked, you should take a hot bath and change your clothes first, be careful that you will catch a cold too. You put Give me the medicine, I can boil the water myself, I still have the basic skills of life, don’t worry.”
"It doesn't matter, the water will be boiled very quickly, it's not too late." Xiao Wanqing still wanted to insist.
Lin Xian frowned and stared at the wet clothes sticking to Xiao Wanqing's body, and didn't want to entangle with her on this issue any longer. Her anger suddenly rose again inexplicably. Xiao Wanqing really doesn't take her body seriously at all, she doesn't know her worries at all!
Involuntarily, Lin Xian's thin lips were pursed tightly, and his expression sank again. She suddenly stepped in front of Xiao Wanqing. Without saying a word, he tightly clenched Xiao Wanqing's wrist, and pulled her towards the bathroom quickly.
Xiao Wanqing was caught off guard, and was led by her to stagger a few quick steps. She looked at the back of Lin Xian who was walking in front of her, exuding low pressure, and she couldn't react.
She struggled slightly with her wrist, but the girl only clenched her wrist tighter. Helpless, she had no choice but to try to comfort her: "I'll listen to you, I'll go by myself, then you go to the kitchen to boil water first, okay?" The girl just kept silent and walked faster until, pushing her door to the bathroom.
Xiao Wanqing stood in the bathroom, staring at Lin Xian who was blocking the door, as if she was afraid that she would be disobedient and would not take a bath, and she couldn't laugh or cry for a while. After knowing it, she realized that Lin Xian seemed... sulking? She hesitated for a moment before asking softly: "Xianxian, I...can I go out and get a change of clothes first?"
Lin Xian was stunned for a moment, looking at Xiao Wanqing who was inexplicably pitiful in the bathroom, her senses slowly returned, and blush flooded her cheeks in an instant.
Ah, what has she done. Aunt Xiao is such a grown-up person, would she still run away after taking a bath? And she was too fierce just now...
Lin Xian clutched his clothes nervously, trying to hide his embarrassment, and stammered, "I'm sorry, I... I didn't think too much when I was in a hurry."
After finishing speaking, she didn't dare to look at Xiao Wanqing's face anymore, she hastily reached out her hand and took the bag containing cold medicine from Xiao Wanqing's hand, turned around and walked outside in a hurry, and explained in a low voice: "I'm going to boil the water, Xiao Wanqing Auntie, go get a change of clothes."
Xiao Wanqing watched Lin Xian change her face several times in a short period of time, and watched her shy little movements, and a warm smile overflowed from her lips. Really, very cute.
She finally had a chance, bent over and rubbed her sore knee. Then she tiptoedly avoided Lin Xian and went to the living room to take away the medicine box. After that, she went back to the bedroom to get a change of clothes and went to the bathroom.
When taking a bath, the warm water sprayed out from the shower, and slowly flowed over the whole body, washing away the chill all over Xiao Wanqing's body, making her warm from head to toe. With one hand, she brushed the hair falling in front of her eyes from the front of her forehead to the back of her head. Suddenly, Lin Xian couldn't help reappearing in her mind just now when Lin Xian was angry because she was worried about her. "Don't go." Suddenly, Xiao Wanqing felt so warm and at ease.
She has lived in a harmonious and pure environment since she was a child. Her parents are very good-natured people, and they love her only daughter even more. In my impression, since she was a child, they have never been willing to say anything to her except for that time. Say a word.
She didn't know before that there are so many kinds of postures that one person worries about another person. Many emotions between people are not single and pure, and more complex emotional expressions can only be gradually understood by carefully savoring them. Until later, it was the first time she felt joy and joy from such awkward care, it was...
The gate of memory seemed to be suddenly touched, and the past suddenly spewed out like a stream of water sprayed from a shower, out of control. Xiao Wanqing frowned, showing a bit of pain.
She raised her head and let the water ruthlessly hit her delicate face. After a while, she opened her eyes against the water that continued to pierce her, stretched out her hand to wipe her eyes casually, and turned off the water. She stood silently in the silence for a while, until she felt a deep chill, then she took a breath, pulled the bath towel, and wiped it gently.
After putting on her upper body clothes, Xiao Wanqing opened the medicine box and began to treat the scratches left by the fall.
The left leg is better, but there is a big bruise on the knee. I don’t know if the right leg hit something when I knelt down. Apart from the knee, the lower part is also bruised, and there is a scrape on the knee, which is faintly oozing blood , After soaking in water, it turns a little white. The ferocious bruising looked particularly shocking on her jade-like skin. Xiao Wanqing didn't take it seriously, she just calmly disinfected the poison and put on a few band-aids, and then it was done hastily.
She didn't dare to rub the medicinal wine, worried that the smell would be too strong and obvious, and Lin Xian would worry about guilt when she found out that she was hurt.
She hid the medicine kit in the top cabinet of the bathroom vanity, put on specially selected comfortable long-term slacks, and then pulled out a towel, and walked out while wiping her wet hair as if nothing had happened. As soon as she left the room, she smelled a faint smell of ginger in the air. After a little thought, she had a vague guess in her heart.
She tentatively called out Lin Xian's name a few times: "Xianxian?"
Immediately, Lin Xian's voice came from the kitchen not far away. "Aunt Xiao, I'm in the kitchen, come quickly." Her voice had returned to its usual clear and clear voice, and it seemed that there was a little bit of excitement and joy.
Her hair was no longer dripping water, so Xiao Wanqing simply stopped wiping her hair, and walked towards the kitchen with a little bit of anticipation that she didn't realize.
Sure enough, Lin Xian in the kitchen was just as she had guessed, standing in front of the gas stove. When Xiao Wanqing arrived, she was turning off the fire and pouring soup out. Hearing the sound of footsteps, the girl turned around and looked at her, staring at Xiao Wanqing with some wet eyes, and said: "I made ginger soup for you to drive you away from the cold."
Xiao Wanqing stepped forward a few steps, put the towel in her hand on the back of the chair beside her, and rubbed the girl's soft hair with her hands free, with a gentle smile on her lips, her tone was undisguised Surprise: "We Xianxian can also cook ginger soup, I underestimated you."
Lin Xian looked up at Xiao Wanqing, her wet hair was a little disheveled, and her fair face was rosy from steam, adding a bit of beauty that was rarely seen in normal times. She could see that Xiao Wanqing was really pleasantly surprised, chewing on Xiao Wanqing's "We are envious", she couldn't help but feel a little happy and a little bit shy. She concealed her happiness, deliberately pretended to be indifferent, and said indifferently: "I have seen my mother cook it a few times, and it is not difficult. I seem to learn it after watching it a few times." As she said, she Picking up a small bowl of ginger soup with both hands, he handed it to Xiao Wanqing carefully: "Drink it while it's hot."
Xiao Wanqing lowered her eyes and was about to take it with a smile.
Lin Xian suddenly retracted his outstretched hand, but Xiao Wanqing didn't touch the bowl. "No, let's wait a bit, it must be very hot just out of the pot." After finishing speaking, she walked out of the kitchen quickly and walked towards the dining room. Xiao Wanqing followed her step by step.
Lin Xian put the bowl on the table, then sat down and blew gently into the bowl.
Xiao Wanqing stood not far behind her, eyes as warm as ink, watching her series of movements without blinking.
Lin Xian noticed Xiao Wanqing's gaze, and stopped blowing as if he suddenly remembered something. She turned her head, stuck out her tongue, covered her face and said embarrassedly to Xiao Wanqing: "I... forgot for a moment, I probably didn't blow the saliva in..."
Xiao Wanqing didn't expect her to say that, so she laughed softly. She stepped forward and sat down beside Lin Xian, moved the bowl, lowered her head and took a small sip, then tilted her head and teased, "Even if it blows in, I don't mind." When she said this , In her eyes, there seemed to be waves rippling, gently rippling away layer by layer.
Lin Xian looked at her and felt that his heartbeat suddenly seemed to be a little bit wrong.
She didn't know why, she wanted to stare into Xiao Wanqing's eyes, but she didn't dare to stare into hers. She swallowed involuntarily, looked away, and added in a somewhat dull tone: "It would be bad if I infect you with a cold."
So, she heard Xiao Wanqing let out a pleasant chuckle beside her, and then her usual gentle and pleasant voice sounded softly, with a rare charm: "Then I'm not afraid anymore, after all We are envious of being so good at taking care of people.”
Lin Xian felt that Xiao Wanqing's words seemed to have magical powers, and they fell gently on her heart, but they hit a wave of ripples, disturbed a wave of spring water, and caused her to mess up her heartbeat for a moment.
Xiao Wanqing's eating habits are always very delicate, a bowl of ordinary ginger soup seems to be eaten by her as if it was a prosperous delicacy. Lin Xian looked at it with her chin resting on the side, she just found it pleasing to the eye, and the word "Is it delicious?" twirled on the tip of her tongue several times, and almost asked.
It's just that it's just a bowl of ginger soup, there's no difference between whether it's good or not. Lin Xian thought, she still needs to show some face.
However, Xiao Wanqing seemed to have guessed the twists and turns in her heart, not only drank every drop in a face-saving manner, but also stretched her eyebrows and eyes after drinking, the picturesque eyebrows and eyes curved into the arc of a crescent moon, looking satisfied : "It's delicious."
Lin Xian wanted to be reserved, and tensed his face, but he couldn't restrain himself from raising the corners of his lips. She stood up, picked up Xiao Wanqing's bowl, and walked towards the kitchen while pretending to be proud and teasing Xiao Wanqing: "This shows that Aunt Xiao, your taste buds are very keen and discerning. Also, I am so smart, naturally I have no talents or skills." It’s full, and once it’s shot, it should be extraordinary.”
How could Xiao Wanqing ask Lin Xian to wash the dishes for her? She followed Lin Xian's footsteps, stood beside her, took the bowl from Lin Xian's hand, and said naturally, "I still have a cold, don't touch the water." Then , she echoed Lin Xian's narcissism very face-saving: "I also feel that it is a great honor for Xiao to be able to taste Chef Lin's soup today."
She was skillful with her hands. While talking, she had already washed the dishes, and then went on to wash the soup pot beside her. Lin Xian knew Xiao Wanqing's stubbornness in certain household matters, and knew that it was useless to argue with her, so she simply let her wash it off.
After washing the dishes, Lin Xian urged Xiao Wanqing to go to the room to rest for a while. She kept in mind that Xiao Wanqing hardly slept all night last night.
Xiao Wanqing raised her wrist, looked at her watch, but shook her head: "I took a shower, and I don't feel sleepy at all now. I'll just have lunch at noon and take a nap. But you, go to sleep for a while Well, does your head still hurt?" She was thinking, and it would be almost time to prepare for lunch in a while
Although Lin Xian didn't sleep well last night, but now he really doesn't feel sleepy. So in the end, the two went to the study together, and sat down at the same table, one on the left and one on the right, Xiao Wanqing reviewed the manuscript, and Lin Xian read the book.
There was silence in the study room, and the sound of Xiao Wanqing tapping the keyboard could be heard from time to time.
Lin Xian's initial idea was indeed to read a book, but in the end, he didn't read a single word. I don't know when, it became, Xiao Wanqing looked at the computer, she - looked at Xiao Wanqing intently.
This is the first time Lin Xian has seen Xiao Wanqing at work so closely after coming to Xiao Wanqing's house. She saw Xiao Wanqing's eyes focused on the screen, her delicate brows unconsciously frowned slightly, her jade-like white and slender hands, one on the mouse, the other on the keyboard unconsciously. Looking at it from Lin Xian's point of view, one can clearly see Xiao Wanqing's beautiful side face lines carefully drawn by a skilled painter.
Her expression is so serious, but also, so charming.
Xiao Wanqing moved the mouse, switched a file, and then, her brows gradually relaxed, and her lips curved slightly. Lin Xian thought, Xiao Wanqing must be smiling so nicely again...
She rested her chin and stared at her, couldn't help opening her teeth, and called her softly: "Aunt Xiao..."
Xiao Wanqing was immersed in her work, when she heard the sound, she naturally stopped what she was doing, and turned her head to look at Lin Xian. There was a bit of doubt in her expression, and there was a bit of solemnity in her eyebrows that was too late to dissipate. The moment she looked at Lin Xian, she suppressed everything, leaving only a gentle smile.
The eyes are shining brightly, like a clear ancient pool full of stars.
Sure enough, yes...
Lin Xian didn't respond to Xiao Wanqing's question, just stared at her, tilted his head, with bright eyes and bright teeth, and called her again with a smile: "Aunt Xiao..."
Xiao Wanqing blinked her eyes, the water in her eyes was rippling. She understood that Lin Xian was teasing her again. She was not annoyed, she only raised the corners of her lips, revealing a small dimple, stretched out her hand and gently scratched Lin Xian's delicate nose, and then turned back to continue reviewing the manuscript as if nothing had happened.
Outside the window, dark clouds weighed down the city, and the wind was violent and rainy.
Lin Xian, however, closed his eyelids slightly, with a tender heart, and lay down on the table, like a kitten whose fur has been brushed comfortably.
Trance time is quiet good.