Chapter 1173: Long Hao Fanwai

Then he was seated by Long Hao, watching the other person turn around and go to the bathroom. When he came out, he took a towel in his hand and lifted his pants.
Wen Jiming: "???"
Put a towel at the right temperature on his calf.
Wen Jiming shrank from being scalded and felt very comfortable.
"You still have a conscience," he said happily.
Long Hao sighed: "No need to do this next time."
Wen Jiming knew what he meant.
He muttered, "If you didn't look so thin, I wouldn't worry about it."
Long Hao was silent for a while before saying: "No way."
Wen Jiming: "Huh?"
He looked at him suspiciously.
Long Hao said, "My illness is cured, and I won't be so thin again in the future."
Wen Jiming's eyes were round, and he stood up from the stool all of a sudden. The towels fell to the ground. He didn't care about picking them up. He just looked at Long Hao, "Really?"
Long Hao nodded: "Really."
"Great!" Wen Jiming cheered, "Great!"
Looking at his unconcealed happy expression, Long Hao's eyes warmed up.
Since the grandfather's death, those so-called "relatives" and the "old friends" of the Long Family have popped up one by one, crying with red eyes in front of him.
They told him about the greatness of their grandfather and their parents, how well they had a relationship with their family, and secretly wanted him to follow them.
But they didn't know what they had just experienced.
It's not a bad performance, in his eyes, their true emotions are not hidden at all.
The only remaining blood in the Long family is not in good health. If he can be taken care of by the family, how much benefit will his family benefit from this alone? How many detours do you take?
Surrounded by such emotions, how precious is Wen Jiming's youthful heart?
Long Hao watched him happily there, did not say anything, picked up the towel by himself and went back to the bathroom, this time he came over with a bucket of hot water.
"Put it on with a hot towel, beware of the pain tomorrow."
"Little things, little things." Wen Jiming is still paying attention to this little thing now, only to confirm with him repeatedly, "Are you really all right?"
Long Hao nodded.
"Really good?"
"Ok."
"Is it the same as me?"
Long Hao nodded again and said in his heart: No, I should be better than most people now.
"It's great, I want to go home and tell my parents!"
Wen Jiming left in a hurry.
Long Hao squatted down quietly, packed up the various nutrition and health products scattered around, and placed them carefully.
In the next six months, Long Hao proved with facts and Wen Jiming: he is really well.
His face was still pale, but his body gradually grew fleshy. Although he looked thin, he was no longer the same as before. There was a sense of fragility that the whole person was about to break when the wind blew.
Moreover, he has not been sick for half a year.
the most important is!
"Why did you grow so fast?" Wen Jiming looked at Long Hao with wide eyes.
He leaned close to him, and the two stood close together.
"Let me see." Being so close, his breath fell on his ear when he spoke.
Wen Jiming didn't think there was a problem with this distance. He held out his hand and compared it as usual, and then found that New World exclaimed, "You are only so much shorter than me now!"

I suddenly felt that I could write a campus essay, just a childhood sweetheart. 【Light a cigarette】