Lu Hanxiao was full of alarm bells and stared at Zhou Qiao straight, as if she wanted to see her heart out of the sky.

Zhou Qiao blinked at him, revealing her white teeth, and suddenly laughed, "What are you doing so serious? It's not easy to love you."

Her index finger was thin and long, and her fingertips were still warm. She gently tapped Lu Hanxiao's eyebrows, "He is handsome, has a stout nose, and can speak with his mouth."

Her fingers slid all the way, fixed on Lu Hanxiao's lips, and her eyes shining, "Ah, how could there be such a good man?"

Lu Hanxiao didn't feel much about this compliment, but when he thought about it, it might be just her joke, he didn't think deeply.

"Since it's so good, then you can hold on." He smiled proudly, "Or I'll run away with someone."

Zhou Qiaoqing said, "How to hold on? Tie you to your belt? But I don't wear a belt."

Lu Hanxiao pretended to be deep and touched his chin, "I'd better be more conscious and pull the lock for the chicken?"

Zhou Qiao nodded violently in cooperation, "I also want the kind of person who calls the police, and I scream when I touch it."

Imagine that scene a little bit eye-catching.

The two looked at each other and laughed at the same time.

Zhou Qiao explained his wounds, and his tone was normal, "On the way back, when I got off the bus, I accidentally stepped on the air and fell a dog to eat shit."

Lu Hanxiao was only concerned about her injury, "I'll take you to the hospital for a look."

"No need, I've applied iodine." Zhou Qiao wanted to put down her long skirt, but was stopped by Lu Hanxiao. "Don't touch the wound, change clothes."

But when moving, Zhou Qiao left only two nightgowns in his apartment. Lu Hanxiao also thought of it, so he got up to take the car keys and "wait."

Zhou Qiao couldn't even shout, so he saw him go out.

An hour later, Lu Hanxiao brought back three or four large paper bags. Zhou Qiao limped out of the kitchen and was drinking water. "Huh? What did you buy?"

"Clothes." Lu Hanxiao put the paper bag on the sofa and took it out one by one, "The size should be appropriate."

They are all summer outfits with simple styles but good textures, with refreshing colors and a little length above the knees. Lu Hanxiao is very careful.

There was also a small black bag. Lu Hanxiao took out his underwear. Zhou Qiao scratched his earlobe embarrassedly, "...I have it."

Lu Hanxiao stuffed her arms and said innocently: "But I want to see it."

"..." Zhou Qiao looked down and asked, "Can you exchange goods?"

"how?"

“The size is wrong.”

Buy it big.

Lu Hanxiao said certainly: "It's not wrong. You used to wear C, but now you're half a cup bigger. The clerk said that this code is just right."

“…”

"I've touched it, hahaha."

Zhou Qiao swung his underwear and wanted to beat him up. Lu Hanxiao hid in a clever way, "No, I have a bra!"

Zhou Qiao laughed and beat him, but because of the inconvenience of legs and feet, she immediately scolded, "Stop it!"

Lu Hanxiao stood attentively and gave a standard military salute, "Yes! Report to your wife, everyone is responsible for caring for disabled people!"

Zhou Qiao punched his right shoulder with soft fists.

"Hey hey hey hey." Lu Hanxiao immediately intoxicated his face, "Ah, it's comfortable, use force, and use force more."

Zhou Qiao's body got closer and closer, and his hands didn't stop. Lu Hanxiao was hiding his face, but in the end he stopped. He simply carried her off the ground, "It would be a foul if you slap in the face!"

"You can't hit your face?" Zhou Qiao pretended to be fierce.

Lu Hanxiao pondered for a few seconds and nodded in compromise, "Others can't, but my wife can."

This will instead be Zhou Qiao's turn to shrank.

Lu Hanxiao raised his eyebrows proudly, "Want, why don't you hit me?"

“…”

If you beat it, it’s your wife. I won’t be able to pick up a wife like a flower and a jade-like wife for you.

Zhou Qiao admitted defeat and held her nightgown that she had prepared early to go to take a shower.

Lu Hanxiao saw her fleeing back and laughed and scolded, "Little coward."

The bathroom door was closed and locked.

Only then did Lu Hanxiao pick up the new clothes he bought for her, and whistled to go to the master bedroom bathroom to wash his hands.

After taking a shower, Zhou Qiao happened to see Lu Hanxiao drying clothes on the balcony. A few meters away, his back merged into the night outside the window. His mature and firm body was straight, and he lowered his head and carefully stretched his wet clothes.

Zhou Qiao stood there, watching the hot flashes in his heart.

Seeing the movement, Lu Hanxiao turned his head and asked with a smile: "Are you finished washing? Does my newly changed shower gel smell good?"

Zhou Qiao did not speak, walked over and hugged his waist from behind, and his face gently pressed against his back.

"Yo." Lu Hanxiao made a light voice and patted the back of her hand that was wrapped around her waist, "Is this the community warmth?"

Zhou Qiao said in a muffled voice: "You are so good."

"If it's really good, just follow me to get the certificate." Lu Hanxiao hung his clothes on the shank, then pressed the switch, and the hanger slowly raised.

Zhou Qiao acted like a coquettish person, holding him and refusing to let go, and he was rare to be clingy.

"Can I ask you a question?"

Lu Hanxiao: "Is it difficult?"

"Disaster."

"Okay." Lu Hanxiao: "You ask."

"Your mother and I fell into the water at the same time, who will you save?"

“…………………………”

Lu Hanxiao almost couldn't help laughing.

Feeling his body trembling slightly, Zhou Qiao's head was buried on his back, and his voice became even more dull, "What are you laughing at?"

Lu Hanxiao held her hand, "This assumption does not exist. My baby is someone who can teach me to swim. You don't need me to save it."

Although he knew that this question was childish, Zhou Qiao was still sad when he heard the answer.

"So, you'll save your mom, right?"

"Empress Xu doesn't know how to swim, let's save her together." Lu Hanxiao's way of thinking is accustomed to thinking based on reality, and he didn't even think about the various profound meanings behind this problem.

Zhou Qiao swallowed his throat with difficulty, "Yes."

"But." Lu Hanxiao suddenly said again: "If there really is such a day."

Zhou Qiao suddenly had an apnea.

"I'll save my mother first." Lu Hanxiao said, "Save her and go ashore, then jump down and die with you."

It's like an arrow on the string, suddenly firing.

After listening to the second half of the sentence, Zhou Qiao became soft.

Lu Hanxiao turned her around, face to face, frowned and pointed a little at her forehead.

"What are you doing? I think about some mess. My mother is used to being a leader, and she is inevitably a little bit of a bad habit of being a ruling person. You can't sing her own single-man show. I choose a wife, I spoil it myself."

He looked relaxed and contented, and his words were relieved.

But Zhou Qiao thought of Lu's mother's words and deeds.

Really...can you think about it better?

———

Life will be as usual.

Lu Hanxiao returned to the Lu family after get off work on Friday. She originally wanted to take Zhou Qiao together, but she still had classes tonight, so she had to give up if she didn't have enough time to go back and forth.

As soon as he entered the door, Lu Hanxiao sniffed his nose, "Well, this smell is pretty good, sweet and sour fish made by Aunt Qi!"

Grandma Lu, who heard the sound, came out of the kitchen with a smile on her face, "I have a good nose."

"Grandma." Lu Hanxiao looked at it for a long time and exaggeratedly, "Oh my God, you have three more wrinkles. I'll see it last time, but four more!"

Old Mrs. Lu was amused and asked her grandson to eat the fruit happily. "Try it, this orange is so sweet. Your grandfather ate two in one breath last time."

"Then I have to eat four." Lu Hanxiao took a piece and praised it without any vagueness, "It's delicious!"

The meal started soon and the whole family was having fun. Lu Hanxiao was a joke, and after a round, everyone in the family kept laughing.

After hearing his report on his work situation, even the strict Mr. Lu stretched his eyebrows and eyes.

Lu Hanxiao commented on today's dish, "This fish is well cooked. I will bring Zhou Qiao here next time. Aunt Qi, please try it for her."

When Xu Chenjun mentioned this name, he paused his chopsticks, raised his head, and found that Lu Hanxiao was looking at her intentionally or unintentionally.

The son smiled and said, "Mom, Zhou Qiao loves fish like you. He died by chance."
To be continued...