Chapter 1052 Critical Damage
Miao Liang had a habit of washing all newly bought clothes, except for coats, before wearing them.
So, after Miao Liang bought clothes for Qiao Nan, as soon as she got home, she first wielded scissors to cut off all the tags, then handed them to her aunt to wash and dry, and put them little by little into the closet in Zhai Sheng's room.
Zhai Sheng spent little time at home, so he only had a few clothes, either sweatshirts for sports or a few military uniforms.
As a result, Zhai Sheng's closet was almost empty.
After Qiao Nan's clothes were added, it slowly felt a little more lively and alive.
Knowing that Qiao Nan was staying at Zhai's house today and would not be going back, Miao Liang told Qiao Nan that if she wanted to wear any clothes, she could just go to Zhai Sheng's room and look for them.
Because of this, Zhai Hua kept calling Qiao Nan pretentious: "Don't you see that there are only a few clothes in Zhai Sheng's closet, but you stuffed a lot of them, several times more than Zhai Sheng's. Just now you stopped me and wouldn't let me say anything, insisting on stuffing that pile of clothes into my room. What are you doing? Let me tell you, before, the situation of my closet was no better than Zhai Sheng's. But from today on, my clothes will definitely be full, so don't put them in mine, there won't be enough space!"
Just after he finished speaking, Zhai Hua unceremoniously threw the bag of clothes he bought for Qiao Nan today into Zhai Sheng's room with a "bang", which made Qiao Nan laugh and cry.
The attitude of the Zhai family was so obvious that Qiao Nan had to bite the bullet and admit it no matter how embarrassed she was.
Qiao Nan opened Zhai Sheng's closet and took a look. Isn't that right?
Zhai Sheng had too few clothes, and the colors were simple. If he twisted a few pieces of clothes, they would be piled up in the corner and invisible.
On the contrary, his own clothes, including summer silk dresses, spring and autumn suits, and winter thick coats, were separated and hung upright one by one. As
soon as the closet door was opened, Qiao Nan could smell the smell of detergent from these clothes.
Not only outer clothes, but also two of the drawers below, Qiao Nan opened them and saw that they were all filled with his own things.
The upper compartment was filled with underwear of various colors and types.
Of course, the drawer below was filled with various underwear.
In two lifetimes, Qiao Nan had never experienced the feeling of being loved, thought of, prepared for, and loved.
Thinking of other girls, the biggest problem in their lives was the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law problem, and the best was the mother-daughter relationship. Looking at herself, Qiao Nan smiled.
She was not only not a person without luck, but a very lucky person.
At least in this life, she only lived under her mother's care for more than ten years, but for the next few decades, she would live with her mother-in-law Miao Liang!
"You really came over, why don't you just sleep in Zhai Sheng's room." Zhai Hua, who had already taken a shower and was drying his hair, saw Qiao Nan coming over with clothes, and was surprised: "I see you really read too much, why are you so dull?"
In less than two months, they will get the marriage certificate.
To be honest, even if Zhai Sheng was at home today, Qiao Nan went to sleep in Zhai Sheng's room and shared the same quilt with Zhai Sheng, no one in the world would have the right to say "no" to Qiao Nan.
Not to mention, Zhai Sheng was not at home today, and Qiao Nan was monopolizing Zhai Sheng's room.
Besides, this is the Zhai family, and their family members don't have the habit of telling their private affairs to others.
"Even if you didn't sleep in Zhai Sheng's room, do you think other people would believe it?" In the eyes of others, Qiao Nan and Zhai Sheng were tied together tightly.
Qiao Nan untied her hair, took her pajamas and underwear, and walked to the bathroom: "I don't want others to believe it, I want you to believe it." Sister Zhai Hua was always sharp-tongued, and now that she was heartbroken, her temper flared up, and her words were too harsh.
She didn't want to argue with Sister Zhai Hua, but she also wanted to avoid this situation as much as possible.
Who wants to hear others say bad things about them every day?
If she said too many bad things and her temper was not controlled, she might be irritated by Sister Zhai Hua?
She absolutely didn't want to confront someone who was heartbroken.
"Tsk." Zhai Hua was unhappy. Qiao Nan knew that she was heartbroken and needed comfort. Why did he have to expose her little thoughts? Couldn't he just give her a chance to say a few words?
After taking a shower, Qiao Nan's waist-length black hair was wrapped in a towel to wipe and absorb water.
Zhai Hua, who had never had the experience of growing long hair in his life, looked at her in surprise: "Will it be troublesome to grow your hair so long? Have you ever thought about cutting it?"
Qiao Nan paused while wiping her hair: "I thought about cutting it, but then Brother Zhai persuaded me not to."
Last month, when her mother pulled her hair and beat her, she was furious and cried and made a fuss about cutting her hair, but was finally stopped by Brother Zhai.
Qiao Nan had no recollection of what happened when she was drunk, but after she sobered up, she still had this thought.
Before she had the chance to cut her hair, she was stopped by a call from Brother Zhai: "Nan Nan, unless you cut your hair into Zhai Hua's hairstyle, otherwise, no matter how you cut it, it will be meaningless."
Because of this call, Qiao Nan hesitated for a while, and finally changed her decision to cut her hair.
In her previous life, she once saw a man and a woman fighting, and the man's hair was not long, not much longer than a flat head. But even so, the sturdy woman still grabbed the man's hair, with great skill, making the man's face wrinkled in pain!
In her second life, the only thing Qiao Nan could keep by her own will was the hair on her head.
She originally wanted to cut her hair because she was extremely angry. Moreover, Qiao Nan really didn't have the courage to do it, with a hairstyle similar to Zhai Hua's.
"As far as I can remember, your hair wasn't long before, maybe a little longer than your shoulders." Well, from childhood to adulthood, no one ever stopped her every time she went to get a haircut, even...
"Well, when Brother Zhai was pursuing me, he said: Wait until my hair grows to my waist before you marry me."
"..." Instantly, Zhai Hua felt as if she was pierced by thousands of arrows. After spitting out blood a few times, she fell back and lay on the bed pretending to be dead.
Combing her own hair and glimpsing Zhai Hua's lively appearance, Qiao Nan was overjoyed. Her hair was down to her waist, and Brother Zhai was really going to marry her soon.
The bed in the Zhai family was big enough to accommodate two people.
The most important thing is that Zhai Hua sleeps better than Miao Liang. It may also be because he was too stimulated before going to bed. Zhai Hua did not turn over, but held Qiao Nan in his arms like a pillow and slept.
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