After chatting with Han's mother for a while, Han Xiao got up and left.
When Han's mother sent Han Xiao out, she was still a little dazed. Han Xiao thought that his words had scared her.
But seeing Han's mother like this, Han Xiao didn't know how to persuade her. He decided to wait for Han Mingyuan to come back.
"Then I'm going back, mother. You should go to bed early. Dad may have to stay at the farm for two days."
Mother Han gently put a cloak on Han Xiao: "Mom knows, you should not take advantage of your youth and not pay attention. You must wear more clothes, okay?"
Now Han Xiao remembered that when he was in the orphanage, the director chased them to wear thermal underwear.
It seems that all parents are afraid that their children will be cold. Thinking of this, Han Xiao felt warm in his heart.
Han Xiao tightened his cloak and said, "I understand, mother. Please go back soon."
Seeing that Han Xiao was determined not to leave, Han's mother had no choice but to turn around and go back. If she didn't leave, Han Xiao would have to be exposed to the cold wind for a while.
Just as Han's mother closed the door, Han Xiao turned around and went back, and snowflakes slowly fell from the sky.
Han Xiao walked in the heavy snow without an umbrella, looking like a man returning home on a snowy night.
After admiring the snow scene for a while, Han Xiao yawned and prepared to go back.
On the way back, I happened to meet Fifteen who had just returned from a fight.
Fifteen saw Han Xiao revealing a simple smile: "Sir, it's done."
"How are you? Are you not hurt?" Although he knew how terrifying Fifteen's fighting power was, Han Xiao still asked tentatively.
As expected, Fifteen waved his hand and said, "Hey, they're just a bunch of good-looking but useless losers. They ran away before I could even give them a good beating."
If Zhang Shaokang heard what Shiwu said, he would be so angry that he would die.
After suffering a loss last time, Zhang Shaokang specially found a dozen bodyguards with better skills. However, they still couldn't last more than half an hour in the hands of Shiwu.
"Well, be careful. If you get hurt, go find Chuyi and I'll give you a red envelope at the end of the month."
"Hehe, really uncle! Uncle, you are so nice."
Seeing Fifteen's silly look, Han Xiao's mood improved. No wonder the first day of the new year always called Fifteen a fool. It was indeed interesting.
"Well, let's go back and rest. It's snowing." Han Xiao glanced at the ground outside and saw that it was covered with a layer of white snow.
Fifteen reached out and caught a few snowflakes and said happily, "This is the first snow of the year. I have to find Chuyi to come out and see the snow."
After saying that, he jumped out as nimbly as a wild cat.
Han Xiao thought, let's see whether Chuyi will beat you or not. Who would go with you to see the snow so late at night?
Looking at the falling snowflakes, Han Xiao couldn't help but feel fortunate that the cement was prepared before the temperature dropped, otherwise it might not be so easy to deal with such low temperatures.
After all, things like cement and concrete are most afraid of low temperatures. By the way, the young master is also afraid of the cold.
Thinking of the young master Han Xiao, he didn't dare to delay any longer and strode quickly towards his yard.
When I returned to the room, Chuyi had already placed a charcoal brazier in the room, while Shiwu was huddled in the corner, looking aggrieved.
Chuyi saw Han Xiao coming back and whispered, "Master, the young master hasn't woken up yet, but the hot water is ready."
Han Xiao took off his cloak and handed it to Chuyi: "I understand. I'll go give Ruanruan a bath. If there's nothing else, you guys can go to bed early."
Chu Yi nodded without refusing. As long as Han Xiao was there with them, the two of them would just be the background.
He packed up the coat that Han Xiao had taken off and closed the door on Chuyi. Before leaving, he did not forget to pick up the confused Shiwu.
Han Xiao, wearing only a set of undershirt, helped the young master up and gently patted his face: "Ruanruan, wake up, take a bath and then go back."
The young master smelled of hot pot, but he always liked cleanliness. If Han Xiao woke up tomorrow morning and knew that he had slept like this, he would be in trouble.
"Woo...I don't want to take a shower. I want to sleep." The young master held Han Xiao's hand to stop him from making trouble, humming.
Han Xiao almost gave in when he saw how cute the young master was.
However, seeing that the young master was so sleepy, Han Xiao simply picked him up and carried him to the bathroom in the back.
There was a large bucket inside, more than enough for two people, and the hot water had been prepared on the first day of the new year.
After quickly stripping the young master clean and putting him into the bathtub, Han Xiao thought that it would not be a good idea to ask Chuyi to boil two buckets of hot water in such a cold weather.
Let's just take a bath together. To find a good excuse for himself, Han Xiao took off his clothes and stepped into the bathtub.
The young master was originally sleeping soundly, but was suddenly frightened by being surrounded by hot water.
I quickly opened my eyes to see what was going on. As soon as I opened my eyes, I saw a "big bird."
The young master cried out in shock and covered his eyes: "Ah! My husband, you are a hooligan!"
Seeing that the young master was sober, Han Xiao raised his eyebrows and smiled: "We are legal, how can we be called hooligans?"
The young master's cheeks flushed with embarrassment, and he didn't know where to look.
I could only curse Han Xiao in my heart. It was too much. How could he be so... so... wiped out so suddenly?
"Okay, come here, let me wash your hair." Han Xiao turned the young master's body over and began to gently wash his long hair.
The young master's hair is soft and flowing, and usually shines like black satin. Han Xiao often ties up the young master's hair, so Han Xiao can't let go of the young master's black hair.
He also often washed the young master's hair, so he was quite familiar with the process.
The young master was already sleepy, and when he saw Han Xiao was going to wash his hair, he propped up his arms, lay on the edge of the bathtub and closed his eyes to rest.
Han Xiao's technique was very good, and he massaged the young master until he fell into drowsiness.
However, Han Xiao's movements became increasingly strange, and he slowly moved downwards.
It moved all the way to the young master's back, and now the young master's body began to tremble slightly.
With a red face, she tried to avoid Han Xiao's big hand.
As a result, Han Xiao didn't give him any chance at all, and the young master was soon defeated.
The snow was still falling outside, but the room was burning hot.
When Han Xiao carried the young master out, the water was only warm.
Han Xiao solved the problem quickly because he was afraid that the young master would catch a cold.
Putting the exhausted young master on the bed, Han Xiao gently wiped his wet hair.
The problem with ancient times was that there were no hair dryers, and it took a long time to dry long hair.
Han Xiao took the finest silk to wipe the young master's hair, so that it would dry faster.
Even the charcoal brazier was moved next to the bed.
The young master was no longer sleepy. After being tormented by Han Xiao just now, he was even a little too energetic.
In the dim candlelight, the young master thought Han Xiao was more and more handsome.
It looks even better when Wenrou brushes her own hair.
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