only.
Yan Qingyao said worriedly: "I'm going to take a shower. You just sit here and watch TV. Don't move anything. Do you hear me?"
Seeing that he didn't respond the first time, Yan Qingyao asked worriedly for the second time. She didn't feel relieved until he nodded and entered the bathroom.
But she didn't have the slow washing mood she enjoyed in the past. This time she washed it roughly and came out.
After applying the skin care products, Yan Qingyao glanced at Xiao Fu worriedly. Seeing that he was still sitting on the sofa, she felt relieved and picked up the hair dryer to blow her hair.
While blow-drying her hair, she remembered that his hair had already been wet because of the heavy hair, and she had forgotten about it and didn't deal with it for him...
Yan Qingyao walked out with the hair dryer and saw Xiao Fu looking a little distracted while watching TV: "Blow dry your hair first."
Xiao Fu glanced at the hair dryer in her hand doubtfully. Yan Qingyao patiently explained to him how to use it. Seeing that he was about to use it in a daze, Yan Qingyao immediately said: "The wind can only be so strong, it can't get any stronger, and you can't either Study it."
Seeing him nodding obediently, Yan Qingyao felt relieved and breathed a sigh of relief, but she was not completely relieved, so she just sat there and watched him blow dry her hair.
After his hair was dried, Xiao Fu raised his head and looked at her steadily.
Yan Qingyao looked back and saw a streak of long hair running into his chest playfully. She suddenly remembered the streak of white and the white hair she just saw in the bathroom...
She immediately looked away in a panic, thinking that Xiao Fu was here to question him: "I...I didn't see anything just now."
Xiao Fu didn't expect her to say this. He couldn't help but his fair face turned red, and he stood up from the sofa: "I... I'm going to rest first."
"Ah? Ah!" Yan Qingyao nodded, her eyes involuntarily watching Xiao Fu's staggering figure walk into his room, and closed the door with a "bang".
Looking at it this way, Xiao Fu seems quite cute.
Yan Qingyao raised her lips involuntarily, and she didn't know how long it took before she realized what she had done.
Yan Qingyao: "..."
It’s over! The system must have been unable to persuade her and secretly drugged her...
Fortunately, the system didn't know what Yan Qingyao was thinking at the moment. If the system found out, she would definitely cry again.
After a dreamless night, Yan Qingyao slept soundly on the soft and spacious bed. Even if she woke up in the middle of the night, Yan Qingyao could instantly feel that this was modern times. She rubbed the pillow under her with nostalgia, turned over and continued to sleep.
Can……
Yan Qingyao always felt that there were eyes staring at her in the dark night. This look frightened Yan Qingyao and she couldn't help but feel a chill on her back. She subconsciously opened her eyes. Sure enough, she saw a figure standing on the edge of her bed looking at her. She was dressed in white. Long hair fluttering...
"Ah!" Yan Qingyao exclaimed, subconsciously turning on the bedside lamp, hugging the quilt tightly with both hands and wrapping herself tightly.
Xiao Fu was frightened by her scream. He glanced left and right, but found nothing strange. He said calmly: "What's wrong with you?"
While Yan Qingyao was still trying to drive away the long-haired female ghost in front of her with her screams, she heard Xiao Fu's cold and pleasant voice seemed to be mixed in...
She suppressed her fear and secretly squinted one eye to see if the long-haired female ghost was still there? At the second glance, this long-haired female ghost seemed a little familiar, as if she knew her. At the third glance, Yan Qingyao roared completely: "Xiao Fu! Why did you stay up in the middle of the night and come to my room?"
Although Xiao Fu didn't hear the rooster crow, his long-term routine allowed him to know what time it was at any time: "It's already midnight."
Yan Qingyao was stunned when he said this. It took a moment to realize that he was talking about the time. She picked up the phone under the pillow and took a look. It was five fifteen, and Xiao Fu had been standing beside her bed for ten minutes.
Yan Qingyao survived the shock and lay down on the bed exhausted: "None of our parents get up so early."
Xiao Fu raised his chin and pointed at her curtains: "It's always light outside."
"That's a street lamp." After chatting for a while, Yan Qingyao found that she had become the one to teach him and solve his doubts. She simply turned around, picked up the quilt and suffocated her head: "Stop talking, you can go back to the room and have a good sleep. Anyway, I won’t get up.”
It was hard to enjoy the peace of the past few days in modern times, and she would never allow Xiao Fu to destroy it.
She thought so, but the reality was often the opposite. Xiao Fu seemed determined to wake her up and pulled her quilt: "Then let me ask you another question."
Yan Qingyao was unmoved.
Xiao Fu changed his words and said, "One last question."
Yan Qingyao couldn't bear it and took off the quilt: "Say."
Xiao Fu finally breathed a sigh of relief, and his tone was as relaxed as finally seeing the bright moon. After all, this matter had been bothering him all night.
"Why did she leave before she could explain clearly?"
Yan Qingyao was confused after hearing these confusing words, and asked doubtfully: "Who did you see? Who wants to explain to you?"
After saying this, she felt as if a cold wind was coming from nowhere, causing her to feel a little chilly.
Could there be a third person in this room?
Yan Qingyao looked around uneasily, and her eyes fell on Xiao Fu's long hair. She became more and more frightened...
"No, she was in that room before." Xiao Fu pointed with his left hand in the direction of the living room, which frightened Yan Qingyao even more: "I also know her name."
"Do you still know what her name is?" Yan Qingyao's expression changed after hearing this. As expected of an ancient, she was not afraid at all when encountering such an incident, and even chatted with her leisurely, changing their names.
Yan Qingyao held the quilt tightly with both hands. Just when she was about to say that I don't need to know her name, Xiao Fu said it first: "Yes, her name is Xiao Yanzi, and there is another person named Huang Ama."
Yan Qingyao: "..."
Fortunately, the case was solved. If it happened two more times, she thought the system should be more worried about her comfort.
As if Xiao Fu couldn't see the look in Yan Qingyao's eyes that wanted to kill him, he still said: "Yesterday she met Huang Ama there as if there was no one around. The two of them were very affectionate, okay..."
"Okay, stop talking." Yan Qingyao didn't want to hear these details from him at all, and why did the Huanzhugege that came out of his mouth not be the same version as the Huanzhugege that she saw?
However, she had no intention of thinking about this. She got up directly from the bed, turned on the TV, found the historical records, and helped Xiao Fu continue to play Huan Zhuge Ge.
"this?"
Xiao Fu nodded seriously: "Yes, that's it."
After saying that, he looked at it carefully and carefully.
With such seriousness, it would not be an exaggeration to say that he was studying hard. It turns out that this kind of TV series was also full of temptations for the ancients. It is really strange.
