Xiao Siyun was held by him.
He seemed to want to keep warm by her body, and the arms across her waist tightened more and more.
"Yeah, it hurts. It's cold."
He pressed his cold and tall nose against her fragile and sensitive neck and rubbed it a few times, speaking in a muffled voice as if he was acting coquettishly.
Zhou Ling rarely gets so annoying.
He was abandoned by his hard-hearted workaholic parents when he was young and lived alone with his old-fashioned grandfather.
Therefore, we are always taught that men must be strong and not show weakness or cowardice.
Only Xiao Siyun would protect him at all costs and tell him that he could show his weak side.
Obviously, she looks more like a fragile and breakable glass princess who is protected by layers of protection in a beautiful castle.
As a result, if her body was broken into pieces, it would fall to the ground in pieces of sharp fragments, reflecting dazzling light.
She will isolate the enemy from outside and protect those in the inner circle.
Zhou Ling felt that he was someone in her inner circle.
Bright, warm, and happy.
He wanted to hug her tightly.
Xiao Siyun pushed him slightly, but didn't move him.
His slightly cool body temperature and hot breath lingered around me.
The tips of her ears turned slightly red, and it was unclear whether it was from shyness or anger.
"You're all wet, don't hug me!"
Zhou Ling finally woke up as if he had been slapped on the forehead, and leaned back.
He stared blankly at her disgusted and angry expression and the front of her lapel that was wet by him.
Only then did he let go of her hand embarrassedly and reluctantly.
"Sorry, go change your clothes quickly, don't catch a cold."
"How dare you say that?" Xiao Siyun shook his clothes and taught him a lesson.
"Do you know that it's very rude to hug a girl without her consent?"
She lowered her head and used her falling hair to cover her red ears.
He pretended to pat the water off his clothes to hide his panic.
Zhou Ling also frowned with guilt and uneasiness, bending down to see her expression.
"Are you angry? I'm sorry."
"Well...I didn't do it well."
"If I have done something wrong, teach me how to correct it and I won't do it again."
"Next time I will ask you first, okay?"
Zhou Ling approached her in a gentle voice, and his attitude of admitting his mistakes was always obedient and sincere.
Xiao Siyun's face turned even redder.
What?
Why does his tone always sound like a boyfriend's every time he admits his mistakes?
Obviously not yet...
"Um?"
Zhou Ling tilted his head, wanting to get closer to see her expression, but Xiao Siyun grabbed his shoulders and held him down.
She quickly said, "I'm going to change my clothes. You are not allowed to go out. Keep getting wet."
After Xiao finished speaking, she jumped out of the bathroom as if escaping, closing the door behind her.
"call--"
She let out a long breath, calmed herself down, and went to the cloakroom, patting her cheeks.
Xiao Si changed his wet clothes neatly and rummaged through the cloakroom.
Of course she had oversized clothes, some of which were borrowed from her brother and were the right size for Zhou Ling.
But as for pants...it seems I need to go to my brother's closet again.
Her eyes rolled around, she considered the possibilities, and went downstairs decisively.
The second floor is very quiet.
She pushed open the door of Xiao Zeyun's room and almost tripped over a dumbbell as she entered.
"What a mess."
Xiao Siyun turned on the light, went in and opened the wardrobe door while complaining.
All of them were wrinkled sportswear.
"Whose rich young master's closet is filled with jerseys and sports shirts? I wonder if they've ever been washed..."
Xiao Siyun hesitated again and again, frowned, put his nose close to the clothes to smell, and then closed the wardrobe in disgust.
"I can't count on it, so forget it."
Of course Xiao Siyun couldn't return empty-handed, so he just walked out of Xiao Zeyun's room.
He put his ear to the door of Xiao Yingzhi's room and vaguely heard the sound of water splashing from inside.
Taking a shower?
"Brother? Knock, knock, knock."
She called out as a greeting, pushed the door open and went straight to Xiao Yingzhi's wardrobe to start rummaging through it.
"Brother, I want to take your clothes."
"Hmm? Yeah, sure."
Xiao Yingzhi's speechless and helpless reply came from the bathroom along with the sound of water.
Xiao Siyun was very confident in Xiao Yingzhi's wardrobe, so he picked up a black shirt and suit pants that he rarely wore.
This was not the first time she took clothes from his closet, so Xiao Yingzhi didn't find it strange.
My sister would take a fancy to his clothes from time to time, and whenever his new styles arrived, she would grab a few pieces.
For this reason, Xiao Siyun did not act sneakily at all and got the clothes for Zhou Ling openly.
He also brought back the medicine box on the way.
When Xiao Siyun returned with a full load of medicine box and clothes.
Zhou Ling was still staying in the bathroom obediently, holding the shower head and spraying the wound woodenly.
When the door opened and Xiao Siyun came in, he smiled and looked like a young wife.
"You've been gone for a long time."
"I went to my brother's place to get some clothes. You can change into them. He hasn't worn them many times."
She stepped into the bathroom, feeling wet, and said "Hmm?" in a strange voice.
Zhou Ling's shoes were placed far away in the corner. He was barefoot and explained embarrassedly:
"Ah, because my shoes got dirty, so I just rinsed the floor."
Xiao Siyun smiled and ignored him. He put his clothes aside, took out the shower head, and looked at his wound.
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