"Xiaoyou is at home today," he asked, referring to the day.
"Yes."
"I didn't wronged you."
"Nope.
But she seems to be very upset, she wants you to go back on Friday, you see" Tong Yao looked at Yuan Xun tentatively.
In fact, she doesn't understand, does it matter if she goes back on Friday or Saturday Still, she asked Won Hoon what he meant.
"She thinks she's an old man" Mentioning Yuan Xiaoyou, Yuan Xun had a sneer on his face: "If she dares to come over in the future, she will directly let the doorman drive out." ” Tong Yao blinked, looked at Yuan Xun's face that went from gentle to cold at this moment, and nodded obediently: "Okay." ” "I go back to the old house on Saturday and don't go on Friday."
Yuan Xun's voice was light and firm.
"Oh, okay."
Tong Yao didn't understand even more, is there a difference between going from Friday to Saturday, but she didn't dare to ask.
"When you go back, you don't have to worry about anything, just accompany your mother to say a few words, and other people, if you are unhappy, you don't have to deal with it."
"Hmm."
She is self-aware, she knows that she can't do things that are good at dancing with long sleeves, and it would be good if she didn't make mistakes.
"I'll go take a shower first, and I'll rest early."
Throwing this sentence down, Yuan Xun went straight into the bathroom.
Tong Yao watched him walk into his bathroom.
Does that mean he's going to sleep in his room tonight?
But he obviously only slept last night, so why should he want it today?
Tong Yao's legs shrank slightly, she really didn't want to think about it tonight If he changed his mind now and said that she had a problem with her head because she did too much, would he believe it?
Or is it that he just wants to sleep with himself, simply sleeping under a quilt But in that case, can I sleep well?
Why didn't he go back to his room?
While her mind was guessing, she heard a dull stream of music play.
She looked over and it was Won-hoon's cell phone ringing.
Turning his head in the direction of the bathroom, the door was closed, and it was obvious that he was taking a shower, and the sound of the water was loud, and it would not end for a while.
With her phone in her backhand, she walked to the bathroom door and said inside, "Your phone is ringing." ” Helplessly, the quality of the villa's construction is passable, the glass used in the bathroom is soundproof, and there is the sound of water rushing inside, and her soft voice is estimated to have not reached it at all.
There was no way, she had to amplify her voice and say again: "Your phone rang" After shouting, she realized that she was even shouting softly, and he still didn't respond.
She wasn't born to speak particularly loudly, and her voice never had the penetrating power of deafening The mobile phone in his hand was still ringing, urging one after another.
She also knew that Yuan Xun's position was very important, and there were actually very few people who knew about his mobile phone.
It should be a very important thing to be able to call his mobile phone at this time.
After hesitating, she still gently turned her phone around, only to see that the name of the caller was: Qiao Jing.
Qiao Jing Who's this Tong Yao gently put the phone on the table, and she decided to turn a deaf ear and pretend not to hear the voice.
Lowered his head, took his phone, and started playing.
I don't know why, she has obviously experienced a few times and has a little skill, but she was defeated by a little monster in the first level. eover appears on the screen.
When I looked up, the bell was still ringing, wave after wave, as if I would not give up if I didn't get through.
Sighing, she picked up her phone, walked straight to the bathroom, gently pushed open a slit, and shouted inside: "Your phone" She shouted out, only to realize that her voice seemed to be too loud.
The sound of water in the bathroom stopped, and Yuan Xun looked through the thick vapor.
In a hurry, she saw a young man who was taking a bath.
Her black hair hung wet on her forehead, and her healthy, sturdy body was faintly visible in the mist.
He was also stunned at this time.
Looking at each other, Tong Yao's face turned red.
"I, I just wanted to tell you there's a phone."
The voice was swishing, comparable to that of a mosquito, and he took a step back, lowered his head, looked at the threshold with his eyes, and did not dare to raise his head at all.
Yuan Xun quickly regained his composure, a face that was still dripping with water, a pair of eyes that couldn't see any expression, was silent for a while, and he said in a low voice: "You help me pick it up first." ” Oh help him pick it up May I Isn't there anything inconvenient "Who is it?"
"It's called Qiao Jing."
"Throw it aside."
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Tong Yao closed the door of the bathroom and wanted to mute Yuan Xun's mobile phone, which was still ringing, but the phone was set with a screensaver gesture.
I had no choice but to throw it there, treating the sound as if it didn't exist.
She grabbed her phone again and wanted to continue playing.
Anyway, the account is Yuan Xun's, not Yuan Xiu's.
She was reluctant to waste her son's hard-earned coins, but Yuan Xun's, it didn't matter If you lose, you lose, lose a few more times, and lose it all for him.
Tong Yao had words in his mouth, his heart was like a drum beating, and his mind kept coming up with the image of Yuan Xun taking a bath in the bathroom, thinking that the moist black method stuck to his forehead, revealing his eyes that were incomprehensible, but so hot that they seemed to melt people.
She took a deep breath with difficulty, shook her head, and tried to shake the image out, but to no avail.
The boring music in her ears was still ringing, she lowered her head and hit the monsters on the phone screen, and in the end, the monsters died one after another, but she was also gaover.
Instead of killing the enemy, he was killed.
By the time Yuan Xun finally came out wrapped in a big white towel, she was already a loser.
"Why is it still ringing" Yuan Xun raised his legs and sat beside Tong Yao, wiping his head and asking.
The moist and scorching breath hit Tong Yao, and Tong Yao calmly continued to lose: "She's just been fighting, maybe there's something urgent" Yuan Xun directly took the mobile phone and showed it to Tong Yao: "My mobile phone gesture." ” As he said this, he drew a shape.
The phone is unlocked, and then calmly rejects the call and drags it into the blacklist.
Tong Yao blinked, and before he could react, he saw that he had already thrown his phone aside.
"Help me blow my hair."
Yuan Xun didn't know where to get a hair dryer.
Blow your hair Tong Yao bit her lip: "Okay." ” This night, Tong Yao was tossed to blow his hair first, and when he was blowing his hair, he suddenly heard him say, "Didn't you like to blow from the front first", and he was stunned, and he almost blew his head out of his head without paying attention.
After washing her hair, Tong Yao brushed her teeth again, and the two of them went to bed.
No need to ask, naturally they slept side by side in Tong Yao's bed.
Tong Yao hid under the thin quilt, biting her nails, and kept wondering if there was a room at the end of the corridor outside, which was still dark, cold and cold Or rather, there was no such thing at all, he had been sleeping in the same room as himself The more I thought about it, the more scared I became, and I couldn't help but shrink my whole body into a ball.
At this moment, the man behind him reached out his arm, scooped her up, and held her in his arms.
Her heart trembled slightly, but she didn't resist, and let him hold her, like a child.
"Don't be afraid, I won't do it tonight."
In the dark, his voice was warm and calm.
"Hmm."
She hummed almost inaudibly.
His breath was in the ends of her hair, and his arm wrapped around her waist and patted her gently, "Rest early, don't think too much." ” His action made her feel comfortable, and she was not as nervous as she was at the beginning.
She opened her eyes wide, thinking about the boy who appeared in her dream, the boy who had waited six hours for her birthday.
And that first kiss between him and himself.
No matter whether the person in front of her is unfamiliar to her, and no matter what the situation in front of her is, she clearly realizes that Wonxun is the one who wants to celebrate her birthday with her.
At the time, he said that he liked himself.
Although she didn't have a chance to ask the angry Won Hoon this question in the original version of the birthday scene, she knew that the Won Hoon liked her too.
This realization made her feel comfortable and her body began to relax.
She arched her head, looking for the most comfortable position possible in his arms.
She closed her eyes, and slowly felt a wave of fatigue hit her, a dark sleepiness rushing over her brain, and she was about to fall asleep.
Just as she was about to fall asleep, she heard a voice ask in a low voice, "Why, why don't you ask me who Qiao Jing is" The voice was too soft, so low that it seemed as if it were afraid to startle her.
"I" She was so sleepy, her thin lips squirmed, but she didn't make a sound.
"Why" grew softer, but with unquestionable stubbornness, as if he had to get the answer.
"May I ask," she had already fallen asleep, and several muffled voices came out of her mouth.
The man pressed his chin between her soft hair and closed his eyes to listen.
In the dark, the man's eyes remained softly closed.
After a long time, with a soft sigh, his arm wrapped around her tightly.
When I fell asleep, I remembered being held in my arms by the man behind me.
She remembered that his chest was firm and warm, ironing against her back, and through the thin fabric, his heat seeped into her skin and spread to all the limbs, which made every cell comfortable, and she just wanted to lazily close her eyes and get a good night's sleep.
Before going to bed, he seemed to ask something, but he couldn't remember.
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When she opened her eyes again, she fell into a pair of angry eyes.
It looks familiar.
She looked at it, digested it in her head for a long time, and finally understood that this person should be a young version of Yuan Xun.
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