Prosperity Beauty Live Room

The sound of washing vegetables in the kitchen is gurgling. Although Sheng Yan herself has the memory of the original owner, she is still not used to the small details. The faucet in this kitchen has a very majestic water volume. When it is fully opened, it can be slapped in the sink. The movement of the flood discharge.

At the beginning, Sheng Yan couldn't control her well, turning the faucet to the end, but instead of washing the leaves under the bottom, the water splashed completely on the hem of Sheng Yan's clothes and pants.

She watched the tofu being stewed in the pot while washing the vegetables to be fried next, inevitably she was hit several times.

Zhou Lan, who was standing against the wall outside the kitchen, looked at her for a while, and after her third miss, she hesitated and said:

"Let me do it."

Sheng Yan looked at her in amazement: "You can wash vegetables"

"Just take the water to wash away all the mud and sand on the vegetable leaves, wash them one by one, right" Zhou Lan's expression was still faint, as if she was very experienced, but she was obviously staring at Sheng Yan for a long time. This conclusion came out.

Sheng Yan smiled secretly in her heart. If her mother heard this, she would probably cut herself and Zhou Lan one by one-a waste of water resources!

She was anxious to look at the vegetables on the pot, and did not have the patience to prepare the leaves here, not to mention there were green onions on the sticky board waiting for her to chop the green onions.

Sheng Yan thought for a while, and looked at Zhou Lan: "Okay, you can boil the water down a bit, so you won't get the water out if you wash it slowly."

After thinking about it, she also went to the living room and moved a high stool. It was bought by the original owner and used as a computer chair, but after buying it at the school’s flea market, she found that it was too high, so she usually only placed it in the corner. Pile of books.

Zhou Lan still didn't know what she was going to do. After listening to her, she went to the kitchen and moved slowly to the side of the sink, just about to turn on the faucet——

Suddenly, he stretched out his hands from behind, took her by the waist and picked her up easily, and then put her on the high stool.

Zhou Lan, who changed from standing to sitting: "..."

She looked back at Sheng Yan blankly, as if wondering what she was going to do.

Sheng Yan smiled and touched her head, and said, "This way you won't be tired after standing for a long time. It's okay to wash slowly. Don't wet your sleeves and clothes. Hey, do you want me to help you roll up your sleeves? "

Zhou Lan: "..."

Hearing the child's coaxing tone, she rolled up her sleeves with a dark face, and solemnly refused: "No."

When Sheng Yan heard what she said, she almost laughed out loud, shook her head gently and turned and secretly communicated with the system:

"What a kid, so stubborn."

"Sometimes I think she is more than 16, and sometimes I think she doesn't look like she's almost adult, so cute."

The system 222 stopped talking.

Sheng Yan: "Yeah"

After thinking about the system, Zhou Lan is not a plot point, so it’s okay to give a little hint: “She didn’t have 16, but she just reached 14 this year.”

Sheng Yan: "..."

She looked back at the child and looked at it secretly for a while, but she didn't expect that she was still fooled by the age of the baby.

The people who wash the leaves under the faucet are very serious. When doing things, they look calm and look like a child, which makes people feel comfortable when they see them.

Sheng Yan turned and opened the lid of the pot, smelling the scent of stewed pork and tofu, and hearing the bubbling sound of the soup at the bottom of the pot, she lowered her eyes and said slowly:

"never mind."

"This kid is quite insecure, I just need to treat her better."

They really didn't cause her trouble, they were still helping her as much as they could, and they were paying her the rent. When Sheng Yan went out before, the first ringing in her mobile phone was Zhou Lan's transfer to her.

Sheng Yan guessed that this was the first thing she did when she played with her mobile phone.

The leader came in, there is no need to embarrass others at this moment.

...

"dinner's ready."

Sheng Yan put the last dish of greens on the table and watched Zhou Lan, who was self-reliant, jumped off the stool with one foot. She secretly refused to comment on her stubbornness, but said when she served the soup:

"By the way, what brand of milk do you like to drink?"

Zhou Lan: "..."

She doesn't like drinking milk.

Sheng Yan came over, put the soup bowl in front of her, leaned over and asked again.

Seeing that Zhou Lan could not hide, she pursed her lips and raised her eyes to look at her: "What do you ask this for?"

Sheng Yan blinked her eyes: "You are still growing your body now, and drinking more milk, which is high in protein, is better for you. I will go to the supermarket to buy you what brand you like tomorrow, a glass in the morning and evening——"

Suddenly she looked at the side again and said to herself: "Hey, it is not convenient to heat without a microwave. I will buy a small microwave by the way and come back tomorrow."

"No." Zhou Lan quickly interrupted her self-talk.

Sheng Yan looked at her questioningly: "Why?"

She thought for a while, and added another sentence: "You won't charge you too much. It just so happens that I want to drink yogurt recently, so I can buy it together."

Zhou Lan squeezed the chopsticks, was silent for a while and then said, "It's really not necessary."

Seeing that she didn't agree with her life and death, Sheng Yan could only return to her seat strangely, took the public spoon in the plate and added a layer of tofu and juice to her rice bowl, and took a sip with chopsticks in the bowl.

The salty sauce blossomed on her taste buds, and she suddenly had a flash of inspiration:

"System, she doesn't like drinking milk, right? Children seem to be like this"

System 222 didn't even look at her state of raising a baby since she was not married.

Sheng Yan didn't get the answer, nor was she discouraged. After eating, she turned on the TV for Zhou Lan, and then went to clean up the dishes and wash them.

"I, let me come..." Zhou Lan looked at her uncomfortably.

Sheng Yan smiled and curled her eyes and rubbed her hair: "Why don't you watch TV for a while, just a few bowls."

She walked in the direction of the kitchen, and saw that Zhou Lan hadn't changed the channel for a while, and wanted to listen to the posture of the advert, so she decided to chat with her casually:

"By the way, what about your school?"

"It's not winter and summer vacations recently, have you taken a vacation? In school—"

Zhou Lan didn't pay attention to the advertisement at all. As soon as she heard her talk, she turned her head to look at her. Hearing her talk about studying, she said, "I have been in poor health recently. I have asked for leave."

Sheng Yan asked her her current grade in a "Oh".

Zhou Lan, who had skipped the level, answered frankly, sophomore year.

Sheng Yan smiled: "Then you are great."

Zhou Lan was stunned for a moment.

She always feels that her hidden age has been discovered.

But she didn't think of where her feet were, she only tentatively said: "Where is it?"

Sheng Yan snorted, did not speak, and asked her again:

"Then your future tuition..."

Zhou Lan lowered her eyes and was quiet for a long time before replying calmly: "My mother set up a study fund for me..."

When Sheng Yan looked at her, she guessed that her mother is probably not doing well right now, maybe she was a little surprised. She raised her brows and decided to move the topic away:

"Is it convenient for you to take a bath now?"

"Do you need my help"

When Zhou Lan heard her say this, she immediately opened her eyes and looked up at her.

help

How can this help!

Sheng Yan met her gaze and motioned her to look down at her legs quite naturally, and smiled: "You can't get the plaster on your legs wet. It should be inconvenient to take a bath by yourself."

Zhou Lan suffocated her breath.

Although she also knows this is a fact, does this person want to take a bath for herself?

Her shame tells her that this is not a good help.

Sheng Yanqi noticed that she hadn't spoken for a long time, and deliberately teased her: "Why are we both of the same sex, you are a little kid in my eyes, and I am worried that I will take advantage of you"

Zhou Lan: "..."

She moved her lips, but she didn't say anything in a daze, because she knew that she was refusing, but the joking in the words was also caught by her.

Feeling that she was almost amused, Sheng Yan finally restrained a little, passed the plate in her hand over the clear water, and she spoke slowly:

"I mean, before you wash, help you put your legs on a small stool. You can consider wiping your body. Isn't that okay?"

Zhou Lan was stunned by her.

Before she had time to care about her, and fearing that she would really want to press herself to help take a bath, she hurriedly replied, "Okay!"

Sheng Yan turned her head and smiled almost sobbing in the kitchen.

...

After half an hour.

"I'm going out"

Sheng Yan, who helped Zhou Lan fix her injured foot, put water on her, took the towel and clothes next to him, asked Zhou Lan step by step.

Zhou Lan lowered her head and turned back to her: "Yeah."

Sheng Yan shook the bathroom door handle, and suddenly turned her head again: "Hey, it must be inconvenient for you to take off your pants, or I will help you take off your pants—"

"No, use!" Zhou Lan's voice was louder, and she gritted her teeth and looked at her.

Sheng Yan said "Oh", her voice very regretful: "Okay, but don't be brave, I don't want the tenant to fall in the toilet the first day..."

"I'm just outside, if you have something to call me, call me when you are done."

Zhou Lan turned her head and answered her calmly: "Yeah."

Then I saw the slightly nasty woman dedicated to teasing her, twisting the doorknob and going out, and the shadow was reflected on the frosted glass.

Seeing that figure, Zhou Lan looked at it with some complicated gaze for a while, then stood up with the toilet seat next to her, and began to take off her clothes strenuously.

...

Sheng Yan waited outside for a long time, and finally heard the sound of the bathroom door reopening. Seeing Zhou Lan come out intact, she secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

I feel that this child is really worrying.

She quickly raised her brows: "Okay, then I will go to wash, the things in the room are also ready, you go to bed early."

Zhou Lan, who had long been used to sleeping alone, suddenly became stiff when she heard this.

Until Sheng Yan quickly finished washing out, she found that she was still standing outside.

Sheng Yan showed some doubts on her face: "Why, I can't walk, the road is slippery, waiting for me to hold you in."

When Zhou Lan heard this, she immediately looked for her walking stick.

Sheng Yan smiled and watched her run into the house quickly, then followed and closed the door behind her.

Looking at the 1.5-meter-wide bed in front of him, Sheng Yan touched her chin: "I don't seem to be sleeping well, so let your injured leg face outwards, otherwise it will be over if it is pressed by me."

Zhou Lan hesitated and said, "Or I still sleep in the living room——"

Before the words were finished, the outside of the window with the curtains suddenly lit up, the brightness of the silent lightning across the night sky.

It seems that people can foresee the thunder afterwards.

Sheng Yan raised her eyebrows and leaned over, surrounded by the smell of the shower gel that had just been washed, only to hear her gently ask: "Really?"

Zhou Lan: "..."

She put down her crutches blankly, sat down on the edge of the bed, and refused to leave.

Sheng Yan couldn't help but said to her, "My child, good night."

Zhou Lan held back for a while: "I am not a child."

"Well, big boy, good night." Sheng Yan answered slowly, turned off the light, climbed onto the bed, and pulled the quilt for herself, then went to help Zhou Lan pinch the quilt and patted her on the head. Lie down naturally beside her.

In the middle of the night, Zhou Lan, who heard the thunder, rubbed against Sheng Yan's side unconsciously, not knowing whether it was safer to face her with her back or it would be better to face her instead.

After all, giving one's back to someone who is unfamiliar seems to be a taboo.

This is equivalent to exposing one's own empty door.

Zhou Lan's mind is full of the content of the training.

But the thunder outside the window threatened her every moment, as if the disgusting and terrifying memory that had been suppressed before was coming up again.

Just as Zhou Lan hesitated, a warm hand was on the bed, wrapped around her waist from the back, and gently patted her arm pressing against her side, with a touch of comfort in her gentle movement.

Zhou Lan froze first, and then slowly relaxed under the soothing rhythm of slow motion.

She yelled tentatively:

"Xu Bai"

This is the name on the student ID of the person she was aiming at.

The person behind didn't answer, as if he had sensed the anxiety of the people around him while he was asleep, that's why he acted like this, and I was completely asleep.

Zhou Lan opened her eyes and looked at the ceiling, thinking that she would suffer from insomnia all night. At this time, she actually felt sleepy.

Gradually, she tried to push her back into the person's arms, and then closed her eyes.

Suddenly, it seemed to hear the reassuring sound of this person's heartbeat.

Plop, plop.

She let go of tension and extra precautions, and gradually fell into a dream.

It was strange that she thought there would be rainy nights, lightning and thunder in her dreams, or repeating the nightmares she had had before, but none of them.

It was a sunny day in the dream, and the warm sunlight shone on her body, making her squinted comfortably, her mood was particularly relaxed and comfortable, and she vaguely realized that she was about to make an appointment.

That beautiful mood full of anticipation filled her entire dream.

The author has something to say: so sleepy qaq

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(Every day I write to remind everyone that I’m really bad at writing the thesis)