Zhao Min wiped her head with a towel and then looked at the same wet man: "is there only one towel? What are you going to do

"I'm fine, you wipe it." Zhao Ting took off his coat and let the heat blow directly on him, but after a while, he sneezed twice in a row.

The rain was so heavy that the road ahead could not be seen clearly. All the passing vehicles started to double jump and the speed was slow. Zhao Min frowned and said to Zhao Ting, "the rain is too heavy. Go to my house first."

Her home is not far from here, not long after, Zhao Ting took Zhao Min upstairs and sneezed several times. Zhao Min frowned and put his arm around his neck to return to his door. She struggled again and said, "let me down."

"It's OK. Open the door." The door is a fingerprint lock, so Zhao Min raised her hand, pressed the door and opened it. Then she said to Zhao Ting, "don't change your shoes. Go straight in."

Zhao Ting took her into the sofa in the living room. As soon as he sat down, he sneezed several times. Zhao Min clenched her eyebrows and said, "you have a cold. Go and have a hot bath."

"Hot bath?" Zhao Ting looked at her with very strange eyes.

Zhao Min looked back at him with a frank face: "yes, what's the problem? Do you still want to go back so wet? Or are you afraid I'll take advantage of you

Zhao Ting couldn't help sneezing again. Zhao Min urged him, "what are you still in a daze? Go quickly!"

"What am I going to wear?" Huang Xiao gave away the clothes on his body. He had already told him to send more.

Zhao Min looked him up and down and said, "wait a minute." Then she limped to her room and soon came out with a suit of men's clothes. "You can do with it. It should be about the same."

Zhao Ting looked at her eyes even more strange: "you still have men's clothes here."

"Yes, what's the problem? You have to take a bath. I'm going to take a bath, too." After putting the clothes in his hand, Zhao Min also went back to his room.

Zhao Ting felt that she had a cold war. She couldn't help it. As long as she went to the guest room with her clothes in her arms, she was thinking all the time when she took a bath. She even had men's clothes, ex boyfriends' clothes? What else did you say? It's much less than that, OK? Originally, it looked like a loose suit on him, and it became a tights. Zhao Ting opened the door of the bathroom and heard something moving in the kitchen. So he walked to the kitchen. Just as he got to the door, he saw Zhao Min busy in the kitchen in a loose white shirt, with one foot in slippers, The other foot stands on tiptoe. The most important thing is that the shirt can cover her hip, and her two slender legs are exposed in his eyes. Her hair is still wet, and the drops of water from her hair wet her shirt, and Zhao Ting's eyes can not help darkening.

Zhao Min limped busy, not very convenient, accidentally kicked open the cupboard door, hurt her ah.

Zhao Ting returned to his senses and walked over with a cold face: "what are you doing, so tossing about?"

"Boil ginger soup," she said after hissing and taking a few breaths. "You go out."

"I'll just put this into it," Zhao Ting took the bowl from her hand and poured the ginger she had cut into the pot.

In fact, the kitchen is quite large, but probably standing in the relationship between two people, it seems that a little crowded up, as if walking around the body to meet together, Zhao Min body sent out bursts of fragrance also from time to time into Zhao Ting's nose, he even dare not look at her.

Zhao Min put his hands on the Liu Li platform with one foot standing and the other gently lifting up. Originally, he had a somewhat restrained manner. After seeing Zhao Ting's discomfort, he immediately felt comfortable: "Zhao Ting, it seems that you don't wear this dress properly."

"It's too small. Your ex boyfriend is in poor shape. "

hearing the speech, Zhao Min was stunned:" what did you say? ex-boyfriend? You said the clothes belonged to my ex boyfriend? "

"Isn't it?" Why else would a woman have men's clothes at home.

Zhao Min couldn't help laughing, but finally shrugged his shoulders: "well, you say it is."

"What I say is, is, is, is not, has nothing to do with me."

Zhao Min immediately raised his hand to surrender: "good, that is, it's my ex boyfriend's, OK, wronged you."

Seeing the smile on Zhao Min's face, Zhao Ting did not know why he was so angry that his clothes became more and more uncomfortable on him. He didn't want to wear them any more for a minute. But if Huang Xiao was allowed to send the clothes again, would it be too humiliating? At that time, he didn't know how to be laughed at.

"Ah," Zhao Min can't help but call him out when he sees Zhao ting in a daze.

"For what."

"It's OK. I just want to say that there's nothing wrong here. Go to the living room and wait."

As soon as Zhao Ting lowered his head, he saw a bruise on the thigh above Zhao Min's knee, which must have been hit just now, as well as the swelling and redness of his ankle.

"Aren't you a doctor, won't you show it to yourself?"

Zhao Min looked down at his injury and didn't care much. He said, "it's OK. I'll be fine in a few days. I've sprayed medicine on my feet." She felt that the air in the kitchen was a little stale and she had to go outside to get some air.As a result, Zhao Ting still clubbed there. Zhao Min thought he could walk safely. Unexpectedly, he suddenly turned around, and their bodies inevitably collided with each other again.

This time, head-on collision.

Zhao Ting even felt her soft body and turned red.

Although Zhao Min was a little surprised, she was not at a loss. Seeing that Zhao Ting's face was suddenly so red, she was shocked. Zhao Ting felt her surprise and suddenly became angry. She pushed her away and quickly came out of the kitchen.

"Ah --" Zhao Min was unsteady and fell to the ground again.

This time, it can be said that it is worse.

Zhao Ting, who had just gone outside, went back to the kitchen again and saw the woman sitting on the ground. She was full of consternation.

Zhao Min was angry and glared at him: "you don't come over quickly and hold me up. You're still not a man. You're still fighting against women!" Zhao Ting quickly went to hold Zhao Min up. Zhao Min put his hand around his neck. Seeing that his ears were red, he suddenly giggled: "I said Zhao Ting, you are not a playboy. As for the big reaction when you touch me like this, you look like a pure little place -

-"

the last word did not have a chance to say, so Zhao Ting hated it "Shut up, you stupid woman! Do you think I'm just as promiscuous as you are? "

"I'm promiscuous?" Zhao Min thinks that this word is still very fresh, and he is very happy with his smile. Hearing her laughter, Zhao Ting felt very harsh, so he threw her on the sofa. As a result, he heard a cry, as if his pants were broken