Wife Please Be Obedient

Chapter 125: The universe is big

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As the number of people in the square gradually decreased, the two of them had rested enough and stood up to go back.

Qin Guanglin wanted to take a bus, and there was a bus stop next to it, which was very convenient, but in the end he couldn't help it. The two of them held hands and walked back home slowly under the moonlight. It was almost eleven o'clock at night.

"Aren't you going back?" He might as well stand aside and wait for him to get the key to open the door, and take advantage of this time to lean over and rub his calf.

It's been a long time since I've exercised, and I'm so sore and numb that I don't have much energy.

"I want to supervise you to soak your feet well."

Qin Guanglin entered the door and turned on the light, and when he turned his head and saw that He Wu had just straightened up, he couldn't help shaking his head, "Are you tired? You have to be brave."

"It's okay, you go back quickly, I'll take a bath after I take a bath."

"I have to watch you lie down and get ready for sleep, and then turn off the lights and lock the door for you before you can go back."

"Very inconvenient."

"When we go out to play, we eat and live together. What's the inconvenience?" Qin Guanglin became more and more cheeky, and went to the table to pour two glasses of water confidently, and sat on the sofa not to move.

"Fine."

He might as well take a sip of water, reach out his hand to touch his clothes twice, and then pull out a small coat from the neckline, hook it with his fingers and shake it towards him, squinting his eyes and smiling, "I'm afraid that you will wear it at night." Can't go back to sleep."

"..."

"Look, go inside and turn on the air conditioner for me." Seeing him in a daze, He Wei turned around and threw the clothes into the washing machine, then went to the side to find clean clothes and carried them into the bathroom, "You are sweaty, don't lie on my bed."

Qin Guanglin sat on the sofa and turned his head to watch her close the door, and then came the sound of the shower splashing in the bathroom, and then he came back to his senses, got up and went into the bedroom to turn on the air conditioner, and sat down on the chair in front of the desk to feel the cool breeze of the air conditioner .

To him, who is in his twenties, Mr. He is simply a living fairy.

Every move can make his heart flutter, like a kitten scratching in his heart.

Can't stand it.

The sound of water in the bathroom gradually stopped, so why not wrap your hair in a towel and push the door in, as soon as you got close to Qin Guanglin, you could smell the scent of gardenias, faint, thick but not strong, sweet but not greasy.

It was the smell of her shower gel, and it smelled really good.

"You put too much yesterday, just a little bit is enough." He might as well reach out and grab two handfuls of wild mugwort from the package and throw them into the bucket, "Go get the water, just in time to help me dry my hair."

"oh."

Qin Guanglin looked at her rosy face and couldn't help wanting to hug her. Thinking about his sweating, he could only give up regretfully. He reluctantly looked away, bent down and picked up the bucket to fill the bathroom with water.

There is still water vapor rising in the bathroom, and you still take a hot bath in summer. I don’t know if it’s Mr. He’s fault or the girls are so weird. He shook his head and turned on the shower to heat the water in the bucket. Some messy thoughts appeared in his head uncontrollably. screen.

Hold back, hold back.

Qin Guanglin closed his eyes and took a deep breath, stretched out his hand to test the temperature of the water, and felt that it was about the same. After thinking about adding a little cold water, he carried it into the bedroom.

He Wu sat on the chair in front of the desk and wiped his hair, the hair was still dripping with water, presumably he sat here because he was afraid of getting the bed wet.

"Come and try." Qin Guanglin directly picked up her feet and put them on top of the bucket to rub them with hot water, then looked up at her and asked, "Is it hot?"

"A little bit." He Wei shrank back subconsciously, "Go and get the hair dryer, it's on top of the bag in the living room."

"good."

The nightdress is not as loose as a t-shirt, so why not be wary of Qin Dasha who is blowing his hair behind him? He put his arms on the chair and took his feet to adapt to the water temperature. His hair was blown dry by him, and his eyes were slightly relaxed. He squinted and snorted comfortably.

"It's so nice," she exclaims.

Qin Guanglin rubbed her hair and asked, "What's so good?"

"There are comfortable hot water bubbles below, and you are helping me to blow my hair on the top. I don't need to do anything. It's so beautiful."

Why not adapt to the water temperature, immerse your feet in the bucket, and sigh comfortably, "I love you so much, Classmate Qin."

"You are like the old landlords in ancient times. You enjoy it." Qin Guanglin clicked his tongue, "No, I want to experience it some other day. You bring water to blow my hair, and I will sit here and enjoy it."

"Your hair is dry after you wipe it, what a fart."

"Then change it to pinch your shoulders, beat your back, well, it must be very comfortable for you to pinch." He tilted his head to look at He Wu's little hands, this must be experienced.

"Well, I'll let you be a grand master some other day." He might as well lower his head and touch the water with his feet and think for a while, "I'll be you once ten times, okay?"

"Okay, good."

Qin Guanglin happily accepted this seemingly unequal treaty.

When He Wu was sweating and working in the kitchen, he was sitting in the bedroom with the air conditioner on and reading novels. At this time, it was only natural for He Wu to enjoy it comfortably. Not to mention changing it every ten times, even if he changed it only once in a month or two, he would still be happy. willing.

Serving Mr. He comfortably, not only Mr. He is happy, but he himself is also happy.

"Then you persevere." He might as well put his hands behind his back and grope, "Come on, touch my belly."

Soak your feet, blow your hair, and touch your belly. This life is not changed by gods.

"Yeah." Qin Guanglin snorted, and grabbed her hand angrily, "Don't touch it!"

"Mistake..." He Wu moved his hand up embarrassingly, "I just want to touch my stomach... Oh, you haven't showered yet, so stop touching it."

"Fortunately, I didn't wash it, otherwise I would have been harassed by you again."

"Bah, who harassed you."

"just you."

Qin Guanglin inserted his fingers into He Wu's hair and smoothed it down. After feeling the silky smoothness, he put away the hair dryer and put it aside. He turned around and squatted down in front of her, "Are you tired from running today?"

"It's much more comfortable after soaking it." He might as well sink his feet to the bottom of the bucket to prevent him from picking them up. "Do you like feet so much?"

"Who, who likes it?!" Qin Guanglin was stunned for a moment before he realized it, and immediately retorted angrily, "It's like a pervert to say something so sweet about washing your girlfriend's feet."

"I'll take it as I believe it." He might as well curl his lips, lift up his nightgown, and put it on his knees to press it down, "For the sake of your good performance, let you help me pinch my legs, I just ran So sour."

Occasionally, you have to give him some benefits to make him happy.

"It's obvious that I'm serving you, as if I've taken advantage of it."

"I'll let you pinch my legs as a reward when I feel better someday."

"Are you pinching or touching?" Why don't you bother to pay attention to his stubbornness, "Pinch well."

Hey, looking at it this way, it really looks like a big landlord enjoying life.

After experiencing the feeling of being a host for ten minutes, why not grab the towel from the back of the chair, "Okay, get out of the way."

"A good man will do it to the end." Qin Guanglin snatched the towel over, "Lift up."

"..."

He Wu was so angry that he gritted his teeth, closed his eyes and took his feet out of the bucket.

Get used to it, get used to it.

"Hey hey." After wiping it clean, Qin Guanglin took hold of her little feet and kneaded them. He couldn't help laughing when he saw her eyes widen angrily.

I finally know where her weakness is.

"It's too much!" He Wei squeezed the edge of the chair tightly with both hands and twisted it gently.

Qin Guanglin just teased her and didn't continue, "Okay, okay, let's stop making trouble."

He let go of his hands and stood up, stepped forward to hug Teacher He and put her on the bed, smiled and pecked her forehead lightly, "Hurry up and go to sleep."

"Hmph!" He might as well put the thin quilt on his body, turn his head away from him, to show that he was angry, "Turn off the lights, lock the door, thank you."

Qin Guanglin was about to leave, but when he saw her like this, he bent down again, turned her head around and sucked it hard, then proudly picked up the bucket and walked to the door, "Go to bed early, I turned off the lights."

"Hurry up and go."

The lights in the bedroom are off, so why not close your eyes in the dark, and smile while listening to the sound of him pouring water in the living room.

After lying quietly for a while, she turned over and groped around the pillow twice, grabbed the Doraemon doll and kissed it, hugged it in her arms and prepared to fall asleep.

night.

Jingmei.

After Qin Guanglin returned home and took a shower, he stood by the window and looked up at the sky.

The universe is so big, every life is lonely.

How to live a short life to satisfy yourself

"Wake up together every day, stay in bed together for a while, have breakfast together and go out together; come back from get off work at night to buy vegetables together, I cook, you wash the dishes... Repeat, repeat, repeat, no matter how many times you repeat greasy."

No matter how many times you repeat it, you won't get tired of it.

After thinking about what he said while sitting on the bench, a smile appeared on Qin Guanglin's face, he looked in the direction where she lived, closed the curtains and threw himself on the bed.

No matter how he lives, a teacher is enough.

(end of this chapter)