Miao Liang had a habit of washing the newly bought clothes, except for the coat.
So, after Miao Liang bought clothes for Qiao Nan, as soon as she got home, she wielded the scissors and cut off all the tags, then handed them to her aunt to wash and dry, and then put them bit by bit into the wardrobe in Zhai Sheng's room. put.
Zhai Sheng spends little time at home and only has a few pieces of clothing, either sweatshirts for exercise or a few military uniforms.
As a result, Zhai Sheng's wardrobe was almost empty.
With the addition of Qiao Nan's clothes, it gradually gained a little bit of popularity and vitality.
Knowing that Qiao Nan was staying at Zhai's house today and not going back, Miao Liang told Qiao Nan what clothes she wanted to wear and just went to Zhai Sheng's room to look through them.
Because of this, Zhai Hua called Qiao Nan hypocritical: "Don't even look at it. Zhai Sheng doesn't have many pieces of his own clothes in the closet, but you have stuffed a lot of them. They are several times as many as Zhai Sheng's. You were blocking me just now." I, don’t let me tell you, insisted on stuffing that pile of clothes into my room. Why? I can tell you, before, the condition of my wardrobe was no better than Zhai Sheng’s. But from today on, my clothes It will definitely fill up, don’t put it in my place, it won’t fit!”
After saying that, Zhai Hua unceremoniously threw the clothes bag he bought for Qiao Nan today into Zhai Sheng's room with a real "bang", making Qiao Nan dumbfounded.
The Zhai family's attitude was already so obvious. No matter how embarrassed Qiao Nan was, she could only admit it.
Qiao Nan opened Zhai Sheng's wardrobe and took a look, right
Zhai Sheng's clothes are too few and the colors are simple. If you twist a few pieces of clothes, they can be piled into a corner and out of sight.
On the contrary, it was my own clothes, including summer silk dresses, spring and autumn suits, and winter thick coats. One by one, they were separated and hung upright.
As soon as the closet door opened, Qiao Nan could smell the smell of washing powder from these clothes.
Not only the coat, but Qiao Nan opened the two drawers below and saw that they were all her own things.
The top shelf is filled with underwear of various colors and types.
Of course, the drawer below contains all kinds of underwear.
In two lifetimes, this is the first time in her two lives that Qiao Nan has tasted the feeling of being placed at the top of her heart, always thinking about, preparing for, and being loved.
Thinking of other girls, the biggest problem in this life is the problem of mother-in-law and daughter-in-law, and the best thing is the relationship between mother and daughter. Then looking at herself, Qiao Nan smiled.
Not only is she not an unlucky person, but she is an extremely blessed person.
At least in this life, she has only lived under the control of her mother for more than ten years, but for the next few decades, she will live with Miao Liang, her mother-in-law!
"You really came here, why didn't Mao just sleep in Zhai Sheng's room." Zhai Hua, who had already finished taking a bath and was wiping his hair, saw Qiao Nan coming over with clothes, with a look of surprise on his face: "I see you. "You really have read too many books, why are you so dull?"
In less than two months, I will get my certificate.
To be honest, even if Zhai Sheng is in this house today and Qiao Nan sleeps in Zhai Sheng's room and shares a quilt with Zhai Sheng, no one in the world has the right to say "no" to Qiao Nan.
Not to mention, Zhai Sheng is not at home today, and Qiao Nan dominates Zhai Sheng's room.
Furthermore, this is the Zhai family, and their family members do not have the habit of telling their private affairs to outsiders.
"Even if you didn't sleep in Zhai Sheng's room, do you think other people would believe it?" In the eyes of others, Qiao Nan and Zhai Sheng were tightly connected.
Qiao Nan untied her tied hair, took her pajamas and underwear, and walked to the bathroom: "I don't want others to believe it, I want you to believe it." Sister Zhai Hua used to be a sharp talker, but now she is lovelorn, and when her temper gets angry, she starts talking Come on, it's so prickly.
She didn't want to argue with Sister Zhai Hua, but she also wanted to avoid this situation as much as possible.
Who wants to hear other people say bad things about themselves every day
She said too many bad words and couldn't control her temper. Maybe she would be offended by Sister Zhai Hua
She should never have a head-on confrontation with someone who is falling out of love.
"Tch." Zhai Hua was unhappy. Qiao Nan knew that she was heartbroken and needed someone to comfort her. Why did he have to expose her little thoughts and give her a chance to say a few words
After coming out of the shower, Qiao Nan's waist-length black hair was wrapped in a towel and wiped to absorb water.
Zhai Hua, who has never had long hair in his life, looked very surprised: "Would it be troublesome to have such long hair? Have you never thought of cutting it?"
Qiao Nan stopped wiping her hair and said, "I thought about cutting it, but then Brother Zhai persuaded me not to do it."
Last month, when her mother pulled her hair and beat her, she was so angry that she cried and wanted to cut her hair, but Brother Zhai finally stopped her.
Qiao Nan had no memory of what happened when she was drunk. After she woke up, Qiao Nan still had this idea.
Before she had time to cut her hair, she was stopped by a call from Brother Zhai: "Nannan, unless you get a haircut like Zhai Hua's, otherwise, no matter how you cut it, it will be meaningless."
Because of this call, Qiao Nan hesitated and finally changed her decision to cut her hair.
In her previous life, she once saw a man and a woman fighting. The man's hair was not long, not much longer than a crew cut. But even so, the tough woman still grabbed the man's hair with such skill that the man's face wrinkled up in pain!
In her second life, the only thing Qiao Nan could keep based on her personal wishes was the hair on her head.
She originally thought of cutting her hair because she was so angry, not to mention that Qiao Nan really didn't have the courage to wear a hairstyle similar to Zhai Hua's.
"In my impression, your hair wasn't long before. It was probably a little longer than your shoulders." Well, since she was a child, every time she went to get a haircut, no one really stopped her, even...
"Well, when Brother Zhai chased me back then, he said: Marry me when my hair reaches my waist."
"..." In an instant, Zhai Hua felt as if a thousand arrows had pierced her heart and killed her. After she vomited blood several times, she fell back and lay on the bed pretending to be dead.
Combing her hair, Qiao Nan was overjoyed when she caught a glimpse of Zhai Hua's beautiful appearance. Her hair reached her waist, and Brother Zhai was really going to marry her soon.
The Zhai family's bed is big enough to sleep two people.
The most important thing is that Zhai Hua sleeps better than Miao Liang. It may be that he was too stimulated before going to bed. Zhai Hua did not turn over and slept with Qiao Nan in his arms like a pillow.
In this way, Qiao Nan slept very soundly on the New Year's Eve night, and when she got up the next day, she was in good spirits.