He took Wang Bing in a bath, wiped it clean, wrapped it in a big towel, and carried it to the room, Yang Ming had already helped him make the bed, and he stuffed Wang Bing into the quilt.
Yang Ming was watching TV in the living room, and Wang Xiaoming looked at Xuehua Electronics on the TV screen: "No one has watched this TV for a long time, and it has been broken."
You go take a bath. ” Yang Ming said, "You wash first." ” "You wash first, I'll clean up.
Put your changed clothes in the washing machine, I'll take a shower and wash them together, and I'll get up tomorrow morning and dry them again.
Wang Xiaoming said and went to tidy up his things.
"Oh."
Yang Ming looked at his back and shook his head slightly, it was really a hard life.
Yang Ming came out of the shower, the TV was still on, and the screen was still full of snowflakes, Wang Xiaoming was lying on the sofa, and he seemed to have fallen asleep.
He wiped his hair with a towel, walked to the sofa, looked at Wang Xiaoming's sleeping face, there was a faint blue-black under his eyes, the dark circles under his eyes had not disappeared since he saw him, and it looked a little lighter recently, it was strange to live under such a lot of pressure, and it was strange that he could live a relaxed life.
Every time Yang Ming looked at Wang Xiaoming, who was as tireless as a worker bee, he felt inexplicably uncomfortable, and he wanted to help him and make him live a better, easier, and happier life.
He sat down next to Wang Xiaoming, the sofa cushions were sunken, and Wang Xiaoming still didn't wake up.
Yang Ming stared at Wang Xiaoming's face quietly, and after a long while, he reached out and patted his cheek: "Get up and take a bath." ” Wang Xiaoming opened his eyes and saw Yang Ming sitting next to him, wearing the black short-sleeved T-shirt, the bright red pattern of an arrow piercing his heart was eye-catching, he sat up half-sat up, and wiped his face: "Ah, oh, I almost fell asleep."
He yawned.
Yang Ming turned his face away from Wang Xiaoming: "I'm already asleep." ” Wang Xiaoming got up from behind Yang Ming with a smile: "The sofa is too soft, I want to sleep as soon as I sit down."
When he climbed off the sofa, his foot got stuck in the gap between the sofa cushions, and he brought up a sofa cushion, and immediately mixed garlic under his feet, and the whole person fell to the ground, and he was about to fall into the mud, but he was hugged by a pair of strong hands around his waist, and with him back, his body was attached to a solid chest, avoiding the danger of kissing the floor.
Yang Ming chuckled: "Your cerebellum must not have developed well." ” Wang Xiaoming was embarrassed, he had fallen twice in a row recently, and they were all embarrassed in front of him, he even rolled and crawled to break away Yang Ming and stand up: "Careless, careless, you shouldn't have seen it."
I went to take a shower.
After saying that, he ran into the bathroom.
Yang Ming looked at his back, couldn't help laughing, and continued to wipe his hair with a towel.
After about three minutes, Wang Xiaoming's voice poked his head out of the bathroom: "Yang Ming, are you still outside?"
Yang Ming turned off the TV and walked to the door: "Hmm" "Ahem, I didn't bring a towel or clothes with me, so help me get it."
I was a little flustered just now, but I went in and took off my clothes and put on soap before I remembered it.
Yang Ming's smile deepened: "Don't wear it, run naked, it's all men anyway." ” Wang Xiaoming coughed: "That's embarrassing." ” "You have low self-esteem" Wang Xiaoming: "" "I'm not going to laugh at you."
Yang Ming was joking Wang Xiaoming was a little unsure, he didn't seem to have seen Yang Ming when he was not serious: "Yang Ming, don't make trouble, help me, I will be grateful to you." ” After a while, there was a knock on the bathroom door: "Give" Wang Xiaoming opened the door and stretched out his hand to pick up something: "Thank you." ” Yang Ming said seriously: "Actually, running naked is really nothing, and I won't say it if I'm younger than me." ” He said something unserious seriously, and made Wang Xiaoming scorched on the outside and tender on the inside, it turned out that Yang Ming was not an absolutely serious person, he was also bad, wilted and wilted.
Early the next morning, Wang Xiaoming opened his eyes and saw the morning light shining through the window, everything in the room seemed so unfamiliar, he almost didn't remember where he was, and after five seconds, his thoughts returned to his place, by the way, in the newly rented house.
He looked at the bright windows, the white ceiling, the corners of his mouth hooked, this life is finally on the right track Wang Bing next to him hadn't woken up yet, Wang Xiaoming pinched his nose: "Ah Bing, get up." ” Wang Bing's eyes were closed, but his eyelashes were trembling, Wang Xiaoming knew that he was awake: "Don't get up yet, Abel is leaving, you are home alone" Wang Bing still didn't move.
Wang Xiaoming felt that something was wrong, and when he lifted the quilt, he saw that Wang Bing was drawing a map on the bed, and he was lying on the map.
There was a smell of urine from the end of his nose, and Wang Xiaoming shouted: "Little rabbit, you wet the bed" No wonder you didn't get up to pee last night.
Wang Bing raised his hand to cover his eyes: "Uncle, I'm sick." ” Wang Xiaoming jumped out of bed, quickly dragged the little rabbit cub up, and took off his wet pants: "Stinky boy, don't pretend to be sick for me, why don't you get up to pee and pee and still sleep on it, don't get sick to blame it, get an injection" Wang Bing is usually very conscious of peeing at night, and when he wants to pee, he wakes up and says, Wang Xiaoming helps turn on the light, and he goes down to pee by himself and then crawls back into the bed, basically without Wang Xiaoming worrying, but he didn't get up last night for some reason.
Wang Bing knew that he had done something wrong, so he obediently let Wang Xiaoming toss on him.
Wang Xiaoming didn't wear any clothes, so he carried him to the bathroom to wash.
Yang Ming was drying clothes when he saw the pair of uncles and nephews: "What's wrong?"
Wang Xiaoming said angrily: "Pee" "Who peed" Wang Xiaoming was almost crazy: "You did it on purpose."
Yang Ming laughed: "It's okay, put it in the washing machine and wash it." ” Wang Xiaoming finally remembered that it was not what it used to be, and there was a washing machine to help, so he didn't have to wash it himself.
He put hot water to scrub Wang Bing's lower body, and slapped him on the buttocks: "Why are you so stupid, you don't know how to change places when you're wet, you want to dry it there and send you to get an injection if you're sick" Wang Bing's original intention was to dry the wet place with his body, but the map was too big, the others were too small, the firepower was insufficient, and the evidence of the crime was not eliminated, and the sky was dawning.
The wet ass was slapped by Wang Xiaoming, it hurt hotly, Wang Bing was in pain and afraid, and he cried.
Yang Ming put down the hanger and ran to the bathroom: "What are you hitting him for?"
Wang Xiaoming said hatefully: "If you don't fight, you won't have a long memory." ” Yang Ming snatched Wang Bing from his arms, hugged himself, and stretched out his hand to wipe his tears: "Ah Bing doesn't cry." ” Wang Bing didn't expect Uncle Yang Ming, who had never liked him very much, to save himself at this time, and now he cried even more, Wang Xiaoming rolled up the wet sheets, quilt covers and pants, and threw them into the basin to soak them first
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