Chapter 39: Don't hold on

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Zhong Mingwei breathed his breath and swallowed the steamed bun in his mouth, and then drank two more sips of water. This was finally alive, but he went to eat steamed buns without a face. People in their thirties, always calm and sensible, how can they be ashamed when they reach this girl? It must have been infected by this girl ...
However, this stuffed bun is really delicious.
A ugly half of the buns in his hand blew and blew, and he took another bite, confirming that he was not hot, and then sent it to Zhong Mingwei again: "It's not hot now, eat it."
Zhong Mingwei still suffocated, but faced with the scented, oily buns, and had no resistance at all, he still opened his mouth in horror.
Ah Chou fed him with one hand and the bun with the other. He hummed while eating: "This is the Dragon Boat Festival, we do n’t eat dumplings, but we eat buns. Is it something more stupid than this? "
Yes! You can get burnt when you eat a bun! Are you stupid? !
Zhong Mingwei silently disgusted himself in his heart, but he was not idle. He ate up the half of the bun in two or two. After eating, he licked the oil on his lips and wanted to eat ...
Before Zhong Mingwei opened his mouth, a big bun came to him, followed by A Chou's nagging: "Don't be hot anymore!"
Zhong Mingwei was a little angry again, and suddenly he did n’t want to eat steamed buns. However, he finally ate four big steamed buns until he hiccupped, and finally stopped. Since then, every meal has been ugly. "Start".
Zhong Mingwei was even more angry.
After eating the buns, Ah Chou burned two large pots of hot water. A few days ago, he was worried about washing his hair with Zhong Mingwei, but he has been too busy to take care of it, and just bought the soap, grate and other things just down the mountain. , This is the final thing.
A Chou came in with a large pot of water, and took another bucket of hot water in the room, and then moved Zhong Mingwei towards the edge of the bed, so that his head was resting on the edge of the bed, which was convenient for washing his hair.
"Are you panicking like this?" A Chou feared that the edge of the bed would be too hard for Zhong Mingwei, and he took the pillow and put it under his head.
"No, it's just right." Zhong Mingwei hurriedly said, that little pink powder pillow, he could not bear to wet the water.
"That line, let's do this first. If you feel uncomfortable, you can tell me." A Chou said, while looking for a stool, and put the basin on the stool, just down the edge of the bed, A Chou gave Zhong Mingwei's head rope He untied it, and pulled his disheveled hair into the basin, and his thin, white hands gently rubbed his hair.
Zhong Mingwei's hair was too dirty, and the first two waters were just rubbing the dirt on the head, and they didn't wash much. The water was already black, and the water was not so muddy until the third water. Applying to Zhong Mingwei's hair, she rubbed Zhong Mingwei's scalp and asked, "Does this hurt? Is it strong?"
"It doesn't hurt, Jiner can be a little bigger." Zhong Mingwei hummed with closed eyes comfortably, his eyebrows moved at once due to the movements of Ah Chou.
A Chou likes his ease of comfort too much, and when he put some more force on his hands, Zhong Mingwei hummed louder. A Chou couldn't help laughing: "You also used this kind of virtue when you washed your hair? Laughter? "