After breaking up, my ex-girlfriend regretted it

After eating, Li Qiuran packed the lunch boxes and put them all in garbage bags.

Then he poured a glass of water and fed Song Wanrou medicine.

Song Wanrou watched Li Qiuran's slender fingers push open the pills on the plastic board, counted three and four pills each, and then placed them in her hands.

"The water is not hot, just take medicine."

"Ah."

Song Wanrou took the medicine quietly, then took the water glass handed over by Li Qiuran and drank a few gulps of water.

Li Qiuran stood up, and as soon as she turned around, Song Wanrou grabbed her hand.

"Li Qiuran~"

Song Wanrou's voice came from behind. Li Qiuran turned around and met Song Wanrou's bright fox eyes again.

"what happened?"

"Are you going?"

Song Wanrou asked softly.

Without waiting for Li Qiuran to answer, Song Wanrou continued: "Where are you going?"

"You don't have a place to live, right?"

"Are you going to rent a house?"

"Have you liked the location?"

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Song Wanrou asked endlessly, holding Li Qiuran's hand before letting go.

Li Qiuran looked down, and Song Wanrou also reacted and quickly let go of her hand, her pretty face becoming warm.

"Well, I'm planning to rent a house, but I haven't decided where to rent it yet."

Li Qiuran didn't hide anything.

Song Wanrou's fox eyes were curved, and Li Qiuran could even see them glowing.

"How about living here?"

"Let's rent together. I'll sleep in the master bedroom and you'll get the second bedroom. How about the rent of 200 yuan a month?"

Li Qiuran just looked at Song Wanrou quietly, and suddenly asked: "Song Wanrou, do you like me?"

"what?"

"No, no. How could you stop joking?"

"I won't."

Song Wanrou's voice became lower and lower, and her head gradually dropped.

Li Qiuran chuckled and said, "Then why do you do this?"

Song Wanrou tightened her palms and pursed her lips: "I can't live in two bedrooms by myself, so renting it out to you can relieve some of the rent pressure."

"You really don't like me?"

Li Qiuran asked again.

This time Song Wanrou shook her head like a drum and said firmly: "No, I don't like it, I don't like little brats."

Li Qiuran took a deep breath, nodded and said, "This is best. If you really fall in love with me, you will be hurt."

"I agreed, and I will rent you here for the time being."

Song Wanrou glanced at Li Qiuran inexplicably, what hurt?
  The little kid knows what love is, isn't it just because he was dumped by his girlfriend once, and he acted like a love saint?

But seeing Li Qiuran agreeing, Song Wanrou breathed a sigh of relief.

"I'll go get your rent."

Li Qiuran opened his backpack, took out his wallet, and then took out a stack of hundred-dollar bills in front of Song Wanrou, counted ten and handed them to Song Wanrou.

Song Wanrou looked at Li Qiuran in surprise, how could he have so much money in his hand?

At least [-] yuan, right?
  Last night she thought she had no money to rent a hotel, but it turned out that she had misunderstood.

"Li Qiuran, two hundred a month is enough."

Song Wanrou only took two.

"Song Wanrou, don't think of me as a fool. The rent in this area is basically about 2000 yuan. This 1000 yuan is my rent and water and electricity bills this month. If you don't accept it, I will leave now."

"Ok."

Song Wanrou was helpless and could only accept it.

Seeing Song Wanrou put it away, Li Qiuran breathed a sigh of relief, then got up and took the suitcase back to the second bedroom, tidied it up, and then took out the toiletries and started washing.

The bathroom door was closed, and there was a constant sound of water running inside.

Song Wanrou was resting on the sofa, glancing in the direction of the bathroom from time to time.

Half an hour later, Li Qiuran came out of the bathroom, wiping the water drops on her hair with a towel and walking towards the living room.

"Song Wanrou, do you have a hair dryer?"

"some."

Song Wanrou got up and went back to the bedroom to get a hair dryer.

Li Qiuran dried her hair, then took the hair dryer and returned to the bathroom. Not long after, the buzz of the hair dryer was heard.

After five minutes, the buzzing disappeared.

Li Qiuran tidied up the items in the bathroom and then returned to the living room.

"Well, here it is for you."

Song Wanrou looked at Li Qiuran's clean and refreshing appearance and lost her mind for a moment.

Li Qiuran's skin is as fair as jade, and her handsome face is sharp and angular, like an affectionate and beautiful male partner coming out of an urban novel.

He looked totally different from yesterday when he was crying and his eyes were red.

"Hey."

Li Qiuran waved his hand in front of Song Wanrou's eyes several times before Song Wanrou came back to her senses.

"You don't really like me, do you?" Li Qiuran joked.

Song Wanrou blushed, took the hair dryer, and hurriedly ran back to the bedroom.

After a long while, Song Wanrou came out of the bedroom.

Seeing Li Qiuran sitting quietly on the sofa, Song Wanrou took a deep breath, pretended to be calm, came to Li Qiuran and sat down.

"Li Qiuran."

"Ah."

"Don't buy food outside in the future. It's so expensive and not worth it."

"I can cook when I get home."

Song Wanrou said softly, looking at Li Qiuran expectantly.

"your hands"

"My hands are almost good."

With that said, Song Wanrou was about to tear open the gauze and show it to Li Qiuran. Li Qiuran quickly stopped him, "No, the doctor said you are not allowed to touch the water for half a month. It will be bad if you get infected."

"You don't want to leave scars either."

Song Wanrou calmed down, but still said stubbornly: "I will get better as soon as possible. Also, can I be there to guide you in cooking?"

"I?"

"Yes, cooking is very simple. You can definitely learn it."

Li Qiuran shook his head repeatedly, "I can't learn."

Song Wanrou blinked her eyes and said, "You just told me not to treat you as a fool!"

"What's wrong? Can't you learn how to cook?"

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Yes, the boomerang hit me.

"Okay, okay." Li Qiuran gritted his teeth and nodded in agreement, "But if you don't do well, you are not allowed to criticize me."

"Don't worry, I will never tell you anything."

The corners of Song Wanrou's mouth curved, and her fox eyes narrowed into slits.
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  In this way, Li Qiuran settled down.

In the next two days, Song Wanrou hurried home as soon as she got off work to guide Li Qiuran in cooking.

Li Qiuran was disgraced at first, and her cooking was also a mess.

But Song Wanrou didn't dislike it and ate all the food seriously.

Fortunately, Li Qiuran's learning ability is indeed very strong. After doing it a few times, he gradually got the hang of it and his cooking started to look decent.

After that, Song Wanrou no longer needed guidance when cooking at noon. When Song Wanrou came home at noon, Li Qiuran had cooked the meal and was waiting for her to sit down and eat.
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  Of course, there were some hiccups during this period.

The fourth day the two got together.

night.

Song Wanrou returned home and poured water to take a bath, but Li Qiuran stopped her.

"Song Wanrou, you can't touch the water."

"I haven't washed my hair in three days."

Song Wanrou couldn't bear it anymore. Firstly, her hair was getting greasy, and secondly, she was afraid that Li Qiuran would dislike her.

"I'll help you."

"Ok?"

"You heard me right, I'll help you wash your hair."

Just like that, without giving Song Wanrou a chance to refuse, Li Qiuran pressed Song Wanrou next to the sink, adjusted the water temperature and started to wash Song Wanrou's hair.

Song Wanrou was a little shy, and her heart was pounding.

Her mind went blank. She only remembered that Li Qiuran was very gentle. He not only helped her wash her hair, but also helped her blow dry it.

The slightly warm and smooth hair fell, brushing the tip of Song Wanrou's nose, and the fragrance of shampoo was felt.

"Okay."

Li Qiuran said, and then pushed Song Wanrou to the mirror. Looking at the black and smooth shawl hair, Song Wanrou was very satisfied.

"Li Qiuran, thank you."

Song Wanrou thanked her solemnly,

Li Qiuran went to put on the hair dryer. When he returned to the bathroom, he saw Song Wanrou taking half a basin of warm water. Li Qiuran hurriedly ran over and grabbed it.

"What are you doing?"

"I'm going to wash my feet."

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Li Qiuran gritted his teeth and said, "I'll help you!"

"Huh? What? No, no, no need!"

Song Wanrou's face turned red and she waved her hands repeatedly.

But without saying anything, Li Qiuran pushed Song Wanrou to sit on the stool and took off Song Wanrou's shoes.

Song Wanrou wore white socks on her small feet. She gently took off the socks, revealing her white and delicate feet.

The little feet are white and soft, as smooth as mutton-fat jade.

This was the first time Li Qiuran saw such cute feet, and he couldn't help but hold them and rub them.

"Uh~"

Song Wanrou groaned softly, her pretty face turned red with embarrassment.

Li Qiuran suppressed the throbbing in her heart, not daring to look at Song Wanrou, and hurriedly put Song Wanrou's feet into the water, and then washed them.

She held Song Wanrou's feet with her left hand, and gently stroked them with water in her right hand, brushing over every inch of skin on her feet.

Whenever Li Qiuran kneaded her pink toes, Li Qiuran could feel Song Wanrou's trembling.

One minute, two minutes, three minutes
  Ten minutes later.

Song Wanrou said angrily, "Li Qiuran, you're almost done washing."

"Cough cough~"

Li Qiuran coughed lightly, then squeezed some hand sanitizer from the shelf, lightly applied it on Song Wanrou's feet, and rubbed them inch by inch.

It took another five minutes, until Song Wanrou couldn't stand it anymore and was ready to start again. Li Qiuran stopped what he was doing, dried Song Wanrou's feet and put on slippers.

Song Wanrou got up and left in a hurry.

When he passed the bathroom door again, he saw Li Qiuran washing his socks, applying soap, and rubbing out bursts of foam.

Song Wanrou ran back to the bedroom with a blushing face, burying her head in the quilt, her cheeks were frighteningly hot.

In the next ten days, Li Qiuran did not let Song Wanrou touch the water.

After that, Li Qiuran was also responsible for washing hair and feet, and Song Wanrou actually liked this feeling.

And Song Wanrou also discovered that Li Qiuran enjoyed it.

One day more than ten days later, after Li Qiuran spent [-] minutes washing Song Wanrou's feet, Song Wanrou couldn't help but ask: "Li Qiuran, did you touch my feet in the name of foot washing?"

Li Qiuran rolled her eyes, "Song Wanrou, I'm not a pervert!"

Song Wanrou gritted her teeth and said, "Then I want to take a shower."

Li Qiuran blurted out: "I'll help you, I'm going to get hot water now."

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"It's exposed!"

"You pervert, you actually want to help me take a bath!"

Song Wanrou stared at Li Qiuran, her cheeks flushed.

Li Qiuran blushed, coughed slightly and said, "I meant to help you get hot water, but you are overthinking it yourself!"

"Humph~"

Song Wanrou snorted and wisely did not say anything because her heart was beating faster and faster. (End of chapter)