Jiang Huan was stunned for two seconds before he reacted and looked at Huo Yuan: "You ...... Do you have a change of sheets? ”

Huo Yuan also noticed this, but in the next second, she looked at the other side of the room.

Jiang Huan followed her gaze and looked over, and his gaze fell on the other sheet quilt that was hanging there and obviously hadn't dried yet.

Jiang Huan: "......"

Huo Kite: "......"

Jiang Huan probably reacted for a while, and then his eyes suddenly lit up.

But soon he pressed it down, and he raised his hand to his lips with his fist and cleared his throat.

"Ahem, that ......" Jiang Huanjun's face was serious, trying to suppress his excitement and happiness: "You can't live here, right?" Do you have any other place to live? If you don't have it......"

After talking for a long time, Jiang Xiaoba finally said his plan.

"Just go to my house first, there's a guest room, you know."

Huo Yuan opened her mouth as if she wanted to say something, but before she could speak, Jiang Huan hurriedly popped out a sentence again.

"Besides, weren't you blocked by your mother just now, maybe they will come back, in case she looks for someone to find you, you still can't study? There are exams in a few days, so what should you do? Jiang Huan wrung his eyebrows and said seriously: "Even if you don't think about yourself, think about it for me, what if you delay my tutoring?" ”

“？”

Huo Yuan glanced at the young man hesitantly, and once again had self-doubt.

Half a day ago, I was still going to die and live with a cold face and put on a look that Lao Tzu might not obediently listen to you anymore, are you ready to be retaliated by Lao Tzu Aren't you Jiang Daji?

Why does he look like a good student who wants to study hard now, and she can't delay his tutoring?

But—

Huo Yuan glanced at the sheets over there, sighed, and thought about his words, and felt that they made sense.

"Will it trouble my uncle and aunt?"

"Don't worry." Jiang Huan told the truth: "If they knew that they could give me more time to study, they wished it was too late." ”

When Huo Yuan went downstairs to tell the landlord about the water pipe, the landlord was quite calm, said that there was a problem again, and said that he would find someone to fix it tomorrow.

Fortunately, the place to live has been negotiated, otherwise Huo Yuan really doesn't know how to make do tonight, at most he may have lifted the sheets and slept on the board bed.

It's not like nothing hasn't happened before.

When Huo Yuan came out of the landlord, Jiang Huan, who had just gone downstairs to call a taxi with his schoolbag on his back, also came back.

As soon as she went out, the young man came over, raised his hand and put the thing in his hand on her head—

It was dark in front of her for a moment, Huo Yuan was stunned, and the top of her head was gently touched softly in the next second.

Only then did she realize that there was a soft new dry towel on her head.

After putting it on her head, the boy gently wiped her slightly damp hair.

Huo Yuan stood there for a while, forgetting to react.

The young man's ten fingers were slender, and his movements were very gentle, calmly wiping her hair without saying a word.

Hmmm-

The towel was slightly pulled apart, and in front of him, the whole picture of the tall boy with a blue towel on top of his head was revealed.

He stood there lazily, his hand movements light and gentle.

Looking at Huo Yuan's round eyes and looking at his quiet appearance, Jiang Huan realized something.

The boy's face turned red.

"Ahem!" Jiang Huan hurriedly withdrew his hand, turned his face away, walked out, and said in a muffled voice: "Okay, I'm just handy, don't think about it!" ”

The girl gently raised her thin white fingers, grabbed the towels on both sides, and slowly tightened her fingers.

The touch of the finger tip is soft and is the softness of the towel.

It's so soft.