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"Uncle, why do you..."

Song Man heard Song Qinglan's surprised voice on the phone, and to tell the truth, she was also a little surprised.

Why do you let her have fun when you hear Chu Fengqiu is by your side!She also has indescribable dreams about Chu Fengqiu, okay?Where is it safe!

"Fengqiu's child is more stable, so he should be fine with a full bag."

Xu Qinglang explained to Song Qinglan next to him that he was furious when he first heard about Song Man going to the hotel with others, but knowing that Song Man was next to Chu Fengqiu, and the two children were only going out to see the snow scene, Xu Qinglang felt that do not have much left.

Xu Qinglang admired Chu Fengqiu very much. Although Chu Fengqiu was only an adult, Xu Qinglang felt that this girl must have unlimited conditions in the future. Chu Fengqiu had a stable personality and helped Song Man a lot.

Xu Qinglang watched Song Man's grades rise like a rocket, and he also knew that Chu Fengqiu would tutor Song Man every day, and he was the one who came to teach Song Man at the beginning, so he was very interested in Chu Fengqiu. Autumn is a hundred hearts.

"But Manman is not yet an adult, it might be unsafe to be outside alone."

"Hey, Song Qinglan, it's as if you didn't stay outside or go home when you were underage. What can I do if I just stay in the hotel and don't go out? By the way, how do you know I'm in the hotel?"

Song Man was annoyed that Song Qinglan was taking care of her now, and then remembered how Song Qinglan knew about this. It wasn't her ID card she used, it was Chu Fengqiu's.

"Someone saw it and told me."

"Then don't you know what's going on and tell my dad?"

Why should the elders know about this kind of thing? Song Man was ready to say hello to Mama Liu.

"How many times did you say you hung up on me?"

Song Qinglan looked at her mobile phone in her stepfather's hand, trying to keep calm and ask.

When she was notified, Song Man dared to hang up on her five times in a row, not to mention how angry she was.

Song Man immediately lowered his momentum and coughed twice.

"Next time this kind of thing needs to be told to me in advance, you know?"

"Hey, Song Qinglan, I'm not a child anymore, why do I have to let you know everything, my dad doesn't care so much."

Song Man rubbed his still wet hair irritably, and asked with a frown.

Seeing this, Chu Fengqiu went to get a dry towel and helped Song Man dry his hair.

"It's almost done."

Song Man mouthed to Chu Fengqiu, Chu Fengqiu shook his head, and helped her brush her hair carefully, Song Man didn't stop her, but turned his head and continued to look at the phone in his hand.

"Co-author, do you think I care less?"

Xu Qinglang's abrupt utterance startled Song Man.

"Dad, are you still there?"

Song Man thought that Song Qinglan had already taken the phone, so he pressed her so loudly.

"Sister is also concerned about you. What is your attitude?"

Xu Qinglang seldom gets angry with Song Man. Once he gets angry, it's because Song Man has done something that he can't accept, or he has quarreled with Song Qinglan.

Xu Qinglang is the kind of person who likes family and everything is going well, and he has always felt sorry for Song Qinglan who lost his biological father when he was young, so he always let Song Man let Song Qinglan go.

From his point of view, Song Man ran out to play without saying hello, and Song Qinglan, the older sister, cared about her, and was rudely contradicted by Song Man, which seemed particularly chilling.

"You forgot who was taking care of you and playing with you when you were young. How could you talk to your sister like that?"

Song Man was most annoyed to talk about this matter, and his brows became even tighter.

"You forgot that when you were a child, your sister took you out to play, and accidentally got lost. How anxious are you? Don't talk to your sister like this next time, do you hear me?"

"Let me correct you, she was obviously lost that time, okay?"

What Xu Qinglang said was that when Song Man was five years old, 13-year-old Song Qinglan took Song Man to the amusement park. He was accompanied by a nanny at the time, but there were too many people and they dispersed for some reason.

Anyway, when Song Man came back to his senses, he didn't see Song Qinglan, and the people around were taller than her, but Song Man remembered the building she was standing in, and when he found it, he waited there.

But she thought that her sister was quite stupid, and she could still get lost at such an age.

"Song Man, obviously you got lost."

Song Qinglan also corrected that she was holding Song Man at the time, and she didn't know why Song Man disappeared when she turned her head. The five-year-old Song Man was so small that he couldn't see him in the crowd.

"But it wasn't me who cried and said, 'My sister is gone, did anyone see her?'"

Song Man was confused sometimes, and he is still confused now.

She couldn't understand these indistinguishable truths and falsehoods.

Her feelings for Song Qinglan are far from being disgusted or loved or admired, which can be generalized.

"I didn't cry."

"You just cried."

"It's your memory that's wrong."

"You don't admit it."

The two of them argued over the phone, and the atmosphere was inexplicably joyful.

"I won't tell you anymore, I'm hanging up, bye."

Song Man hung up the phone and muttered 'Damn'.

Chu Fengqiu had long noticed the complicated relationship between Song Man and Song Qinglan, but he couldn't explore it for a while.

She wiped Song Man's hair almost dry, and rubbed Song Man's temple.

Song Man let out a comfortable sigh and narrowed his eyes in enjoyment.

"Old Chu, I can't see that you still have this hand."

"The good guild used to have a headache, so I learned to massage him, and I can still massage my body. Do you want to try it?"

Because they are often on the water, the good father-in-law and the good mother-in-law also have severe rheumatism, and they are always uncomfortable. Chu Fengqiu used to go to the master who pushed his back in the alley to learn from him. Well, if she wasn't young, the master still planned to accept her as an apprentice.

After learning it, Chu Fengqiu will go to massage good fathers-in-law and good mothers-in-law. After leaving Vulan, she hasn't touched this for a long time, but she has been doing hand speed training. When she comes home from vacation, I will also help them press, so this craft has not been left behind.

"Try, of course!"

Song Man lay on the big bed, took off his bathrobe, and lay on his back obediently.

Chu Fengqiu did not expect her movements to be so neat, from the butterfly buttocks to the waistline, exuding a lustrous light.

Song Man was very white, and seemed to glow white under the lamp.

Sometimes Chu Fengqiu didn't want Song Man to be so defenseless against him, it was really... hard to control himself.

"Old Chu?"

Song Mandu had been crawling for a while, but he didn't see the movement of the people behind him.

"I'm wondering if I should use some essential oils."

Chu Fengqiu saw it in the bathroom, and the ones displayed here should be very good.

"Well... use it."

Song Man originally wanted not to use it, so as to save herself having to take a bath again later, but she is also a hedonist, and the effect of essential oils will definitely be much better, and it will also make herself fragrant.

"Okay, I'll get it."

Chu Fengqiu saw two bottles of essential oils in the bathroom. They were written in French, and they looked exquisite and romantic. She smelled both of them, chose the one that smelled better, and walked out.

Song Man was lying on the bed dangling his legs and waiting for her to come. His back was clean and white, and his dangling legs were long and slender. Without the hotel's pure white shorts, they looked like a big piece of delicious milk pudding.

Chu Fengqiu didn't dare to press on Song Man's body, so he just leaned on it vainly, using his legs to support his balance.

Under her body is Song Man's softness, fearing that Song Man will be crushed.

"Why don't you lean up, it's okay to press down, you are very tired like this."

Song Man took the initiative to adjust the position, asking Chu Fengqiu to give her a massage and having to work so hard to support her is really not a human being.

The elastic softness filled the gap, and Chu Fengqiu took a deep breath.

Song Man was afraid that he wanted her life.

Song Man felt that he was doing the right thing and waited for Chu Fengqiu to massage her.

Some cool essential oil was poured on his back, and a scent permeated the air. Song Man smelled it, but couldn't tell what it was, it wasn't very strong, but it smelled good.

A moderate massage came from the shoulder, Song Man closed his eyes, and his body became more and more relaxed.

The cold essential oil became warm from repeated kneading, and even felt a little hot when it was pushed away on the back.

Because of the drop in temperature and the snow outside, the warm air was turned on in the room, and Song Man felt a little drowsy.

But the burning is becoming more and more obvious, not only the back, but even the chest, there is also that kind of hot feeling.

Song Man even felt that the place in front of him that was in contact with the sheet was sweating, making him feel stuffy and uncomfortable.

"Chu Fengqiu..."

Song Man half-closed his eyes and called out to the people behind him unconsciously.

"kindness?"

Chu Fengqiu's movements stopped, and the slippery fragrance from her fingertips made her feel uncomfortable. Her cheeks were a little red, and there were fine beads of sweat on her forehead.

"Do you feel a little hot?"

The heat became more and more obvious, and even Song Man's mouth was dry and he wanted to drink water.

"Is the room temperature too high?"

Chu Fengqiu went to check the indoor thermometer and found that it was still 26 degrees Celsius and had not changed.

"Turn down the temperature, I'm so hot."

Song Man was a little sleepy and couldn't open his eyes, but his body was hot and sweaty, and with the essential oil on his back, it was sticky and uncomfortable.

Consciousness sent her to sleep quickly, but she wanted to cool down a bit before taking a shower.

Chu Fengqiu got out of bed to adjust the room temperature. When he came back, he saw Song Man lying down and was almost taken away.

Song Man seemed to be really hot, his face was obviously flushed, and the tip of his nose was sweating, and he was lying face up on the bed in big characters.

It is clearly winter, but indoors is like the season when the ice and snow have just melted, and the flowers on the snow peak are shaking due to the heat.

"Chu Fengqiu, I'm thirsty."

Song Man was so sleepy that he couldn't keep his eyes open, but he was thirsty.

Chu Fengqiu hurried to pour water for Song Man, helped Song Man to feed her a couple of mouthfuls.

Song Man felt better. After Chu Fengqiu put down the water glass, he touched Song Man's face with the back of his hand.

Song Man felt the coolness, and vaguely asked Chu Fengqiu to touch her again.

Chu Fengqiu took another deep breath, and felt that he could bear it.

She cooled Song Man with her hands, and covered Song Man's face with both hands. Song Man snorted a few times, and moved his eyelashes with difficulty.

Song Man reluctantly opened his eyes and yawned.

"Old Chu, I'm going to take a shower before going to bed. There should be some essential oil rubbed on the quilt, but it shouldn't be much. If you don't think it's good, ask someone to change it."

"It's okay, you go take a shower."

Song Man nodded, stepped on the slippers and walked to the bathroom sleepily, not forgetting to put the essential oil on the bed back into the bathroom.

She put the essential oil beside the sink, washed her face with cold water first, and barely woke up a little.

She wiped her face, glanced at the essential oil inadvertently, and then woke up in shock.

Song Man can speak French and understand French.

There are two bottles of essential oils on this shelf, one is for normal skin care, and the other is for promoting harmony in life.

The normal ones are still on the shelf, but the bottle in the sink is opened...

Song Man looked in the mirror and cursed with a blank expression.

The author has something to say: I still owe one day, I will make it up tomorrow, I am tired these days, everyone forgive me