After dumping the school bully twice

In the room, Qin Xiao was already awake, but he just closed his eyes and rested his mind, not wanting to get up.

Hearing a gentle meowing voice calling his name in a low voice, he was stunned for a moment, when did Cai Yang's voice become so hypocritical?

Moreover, is it a bit timid and seductive? !

Qin Xiao was confused for a while before he remembered whose voice it was.

I even remembered that I paid someone three hundred a day to work as a caregiver.

This is strange, Qin Xiao also doesn't understand his impulsiveness.

To say that he is recognized as difficult to get along with in the eyes of others, he treats everyone with a coldness that has nothing to do with me.

For example, Pei Sisi that day, Qin Xiao took care of her because of some complicated reasons, in short, it had nothing to do with sympathy.

I met a tender-faced takeaway boy at home that day, seeing him deliver food everywhere in the hot weather at such a young age, but it aroused a strange emotion in him, pity.

"Coming?" Qin Xiao lazily sat up, raised his hand to stroke his hair from bottom to top, and looked sleepily at the boy standing at the door.

"Well, good morning." Song Shu stood at the door today as an employee, feeling nervous and reserved.

He had a bulging, half-old blue schoolbag on his back and a plastic bag in his hand, and his uneasy expression made the person on the bed chuckle: "What's the matter? Wasn't he quite mature yesterday? Suddenly cowardly?"

Suffering from the crowd early in the morning, Song Shu heaved a sigh of relief, "That... Qin..."

"Call me brother." Qin Xiao saw that he was at a loss.

"Brother." Song Shu called out uncertainly, of course he didn't suspect that Qin Xiao was younger than himself.

"Go and put the things down, come and help me to the bathroom." Qin Xiao commanded, coupled with the lazy voice of just getting up, Song Shu was stunned...

"Okay, just wait for me."

He walked out of the living room to put down his things, and then poured into Qin Xiao's bedroom like a gust of wind.

Qin Xiao pointed to a nightgown on the coat rack, and told Song Shu, "Bring me that dress." He had injured his legs and feet in the past few days, and it was inconvenient to wear clothes. He usually wrapped himself in a loose nightgown at home.

The nightgown was dark green, a color that was difficult to control, and it felt very expensive to wear on him.

Song Shu didn't know why she thought this way, but she felt that the clothes were not so good-looking before, but they became more beautiful when worn on Qin Xiao's body.

"Okay." Song Shu fastened the belt of his nightgown, and moved his eyes straight and simple from Qin Xiao's strong chest: "How did you go to the bathroom last night?"

Already saw the crutch next to him while speaking.

Qin Xiao silently supported his little arm, took the crutch with the other hand, and soon arrived at the bathroom. He stood on one foot in front of the toilet, and lifted the hem of his clothes...

Song Shu turned his face away quickly, but the reality let go of his eyes, but not his ears, so his face was still hot.

"Cough, I'll squeeze toothpaste for you. Sit here for a while." Song Shu is a nurse, so she naturally knows what a nurse should do, so she rubbed her face, which couldn't keep up with the pace of the times, and turned to prepare washing tools.

"No hurry, twist a towel for me first." Qin Xiao sat on the toilet seat and asked.

"Okay." Song Shu quickly put down the toothpaste and searched for towels in the bathroom: "That, is this white one?"

I only heard Qin Xiao say: "The first row is mine, you can take whatever you want."

Song Shu was directly blown into a mess by the aura of local tyrants coming towards him, and he was vaguely envious.

After coming to Beijing for the past few days, he already knew that the faucet of the washbasin can run hot water.

Qin Xiao looked at him as if he had cerebral palsy: "It's summer now."

Give him a hot towel to wash his face this day?

Is there something wrong?

"Um, the pores on the human face secrete oil, and washing the face with a hot towel is more effective. If you don't believe me, you can try it?" Song Shu explained solemnly.

"..." This kid was still eloquent, and Qin Xiao had a faint premonition that he had found trouble for himself.

Leaving aside the episode of the hot towel, Song Shu, the nurse who went to work on the first day, did a decent job, and even combed Qin Xiao's hair at the end.

When he admired it happily, he didn't know that his employer was thinking, are all country children so honest and simple?

"This is the breakfast I bought, see if it suits your taste." Song Shu helped Qin Xiao out, and couldn't wait to put out the breakfast he bought: "This is porridge, with vegetables and minced meat, and this is red dates and coconut fragrance I like sweet cakes, but I don’t know if you like them..."

No matter who told Qin Xiao to be lazy, he was impatient to even talk about his likes and dislikes.

"If you like it, I'll eat it for you." Qin Xiao didn't even look at the box of sweet cakes, picked up the chopsticks to pick up the ribs, and said for a long time: "It's generally unpalatable."

Song Shu waited anxiously by the table, and was unhappy when he heard the words: "Really?" The store still sells it so expensive?

"Try it." Qin Xiao stuffed a piece into his mouth.

Song Shu was so surprised that he bit the spare ribs and forgot to eat it, and even forgot to vomit it.

After finally slowing down, he pretended to be nonchalant and looked at Qin Xiao, who was eating like a normal person. The other party's face was calm, and there was no abnormality.

"..." In order not to let himself act strange, Song Shu also pressed his fingers on the bones on both sides to gnaw the meat calmly: "It's still quite delicious." This taste is good enough, and Qin Xiao still thinks it's not good Eat, it can only be said that he is too picky.

"Then you try this again." Qin Xiao stuffed a chicken claw into him in a natural motion.

It was the second time to experience this kind of informal interaction, Song Shu put away her restraint and introversion, and commented with her mouth moving: "I think it's delicious."

It's just that the price is a bit too expensive, he thought to himself.

"That's because you don't eat enough." Qin Xiao said bluntly, but he ate all the breakfast Song Shu bought, except for the box of jujube cake that Song Shu publicly expressed his liking for. , then eat it all."

Song Shu was startled: "Eat it all? You really don't want it?"

"Eat it." Qin Xiao liked his startled look, and thought it was cute.

Song Shu didn't want to waste it, and she really liked sweet cakes, so she ate them.

And Qin Xiao leaned on the sofa, drank water with his left hand, found the remote control with his right hand, turned on the TV that occupied a large area opposite, and looked for programs to watch.

The voices in the room changed from one to another, endlessly.

Song Shu felt that this was too embarrassing, so he chatted with nothing to say: "What TV programs do you usually like to watch?"

Just after he finished asking, a burst of sexy and light music came from the TV. Qin Xiao said, "Here, it's this kind, with big breasts and long legs."

With an evil chuckle, Song Shu was stunned for a moment.

"What?" Qin Xiao put away his infrequent smile and returned to his usual indifferent look. He had a crush on Song Shu, so he made a joke.

"It's nothing." Song Shu shook her head quickly, just remembering that the girl who was scumbed by Qin Xiao that she ran into in the hospital was also in good shape and beautiful, worthy of Qin Xiao's taste.

After eating the second breakfast of the day, Song Shu consciously began to tidy up the hygiene in the house.In fact, it is quite clean. I can't help but guess whether it is Cai Yang's masterpiece or Sun Yining?

Maybe it was Cai Yang, after all he was the weakest person in the trio.

Thinking about these messy things, Song Shu wandered from the living room to Qin Xiao's bedroom, working with full concentration and hard work.

Around the work, I continued to think that the porcelain slippery floor is good, it is effortless to work, and it also gives me a special sense of accomplishment.

After finishing cleaning, Song Shu started to tidy up Qin Xiao's bedroom and bed, took off the sheets and threw them into the washing machine, and took the original quilt to the balcony to dry in the sun.

"Qin Xiao, do you have anything to wash by hand?" At this moment, he was like a hardworking bee, and Qin Xiao who was watching TV was dazzled: "No."

"Then, have you seen the overalls I left at your house?" Song Xiaomi asked eagerly. Just now, he searched around quietly but couldn't find it.

As if afraid that Qin Xiao might not be impressed, he added: "The fluorescent green one."

It's okay if you don't mention it, but when you mention that fluorescent green dress, Qin Xiao's brain hurts, and he pulls his face and says, "I'll throw it away."

Song Shuxin thought it was true, and covered his chest in distress: "That dress is worth 100 yuan..." If Qin Xiao threw it away, the deposit of 100 yuan would be in vain.

"Come here." Qin Xiao waved to him.

It's only 100 yuan. It's cheap and ugly. I can't figure out what's a pity.

"What are you doing?" Song Shu temporarily put aside her distressed emotions and walked over to the servant.

Qin Xiao opened the drawer under the table, rummaged through it, found a red note, and put it in Song Shu's hand: "100."

Pay him for one of his clothes.

Song Shu looked at Qian, his eyes that were full of pity just now immediately brightened up, what do you mean?Is it consolation?Or is it compensation?

"Why is this so embarrassing?" To accept or not to accept?

Qin Xiao just laughed. This Ningxia kid with a wide eye for money can see through it when he doesn't pretend to be mature, like a shrimp just out of the water: "What's the matter, it's not a lot of money." Changed the topic and asked: "I Where are your clothes?"

Song Shu was stunned for a moment, and quickly replied, "I washed it just now, and let it dry on the balcony."

Qin Xiao pondered for a moment, but said: "Give it to you to wear, don't return it to me."

"Um, thank you." Song Shu thanked him stupidly, turned his head and walked a few steps before realizing that Qin Xiao's clothes were not suitable for him, so he turned back the same way and made it clear to Qin Xiao: "It's better to wear clothes." Here you go."

Qin Xiao can't count the number of times Song Shu has gone, but he only remembers no less than three times: "You can't wear it as ordinary clothes." He looked at Song Shu's cute face with picturesque eyebrows: "Can't you wear it as pajamas?"

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