Old love and new love: The president loves his wife too much

Chapter 273 Help him wash his hair
The chatting time after dinner is always relaxing and pleasant. Although he is in a small ward, he doesn't feel aggrieved at all. After packing up everything, Qiu Chuan turned to look at An Shaoxuan, who was looking at him with deep eyes .

"Have you finished eating?" She raised her lips and smiled, and asked softly.

Nodding, he also smiled and replied: "Yes."

The weather was fine, and An Shaoxuan, bathed in the sun, was as stunning as a beautiful boy in a dream. His handsome face was full of pampering, the collar of the hospital gown was slightly open, and his wheat-colored skin flickered. now.

Looking at him infatuatedly, for a moment, Qiu Chuan even thought of their first meeting, it was a morning in autumn, and the sun was as bright as today.

The years have passed, the vicissitudes of life have changed, and time has changed, but it can't change his breathtaking charm. Even today's An Shaoxuan is more mature and stable than he was back then, which is fascinating.

The air was flowing quietly, Qiu Chuan came back to his senses, approached the bed, she leaned forward slightly, kissed An Shaoxuan's full/full forehead, blushing, she whispered: "Shaoxuan, I'll give you Shall I wash my hair?"

"Shampoo?" An Shaoxuan was puzzled, "Here?"

"That's right," Qiu Chuan straightened up, smiling happily: "Don't you all hate your hair? It just so happens that the weather is warm today, so I'll wash your hair for you."

Looking at her in disbelief, An Shaoxuan's heart was elated by Qiu Chuan's initiative again and again. Just thinking about the feeling of her white fingertips running through his hair made him very excited and looking forward to it, but...

"The wound on your hand hasn't healed yet, so you can't touch the water, and..." Looking around, An Shaoxuan went on to say: "Besides, this is not a VIP ward, and the venue and equipment are limited, so if you wash your hair, you don't have to. convenient."

"It's all right." Qiu Chuan looked impatient: "Doctor Lin said that I can wear waterproof gloves on my hands. There are also problems with the venue and equipment. You don't have to worry about it. I am prepared. If you If you agree, we will wash now."

"This..." An Shaoxuan was a little hesitant. He didn't want to trouble her at first, but after seeing Qiu Chuan's expression and because he really couldn't stand his oily and out-of-shape hair, he finally nodded in response: "Then I will work on you."

"What is labor?" Qiuchuan pouted dissatisfiedly. An Shaoxuan's sudden politeness made her very uncomfortable. She patted him on the shoulder and said righteously: "You treat me well, and I treat you well. This is Mutual, feelings are never a matter of one person, you said that you don't want me to be polite to you, similarly, you don't need to treat me like you treat a hair-washing girl in a barber shop, I don't like it. "

Seeing her serious look, An Shaoxuan also became serious: "I didn't regard you as a shampoo girl."

"I made an analogy, for example." Qiu Chuan emphasized, not wanting to entangle An Shaoxuan with this boring topic, she said: "In short, we all treat each other as our own, okay, you wait here first After a while, I'll go out and get something."

"Okay." An Shaoxuan responded obediently.

After taking the hair shampoo that he had asked him to buy in advance from the bodyguard, Qiu Chuan returned to the ward again, seeing her carrying a large plastic bag full of things, An Shaoxuan was a little surprised.

He wanted to get out of bed to help, but Akikawa refused. She untied the plastic bag, and she took out many things from it one by one - shampoo, towel, hair dryer, newspaper, water basin, comb, soft-fur mat, waterproof gloves...

There is everything you need, and there is nothing missing for hair washing. Akikawa put them all on the chair beside him while watching.

Seeing her busy on her own, An Shaoxuan had to admit that she was an extremely caring and careful woman. While thinking, Qiu Chuan picked up a chair and walked towards him.

Going to the end of the bed, she put the chair there.

"Should I lie there?"

An Shaoxuan pointed to the end of the bed, Qiu Chuan glanced at him and replied, "Wait a minute."

After saying that, she lowered her head and took the soft fur cushion from the chair and spread it at the end of the bed. Because she was afraid that An Shaoxuan would feel prickly, she took out a few newspapers and covered it. After finishing everything, she raised her head and said, "Shaoxuan, come here , turn your back on me."

"Oh." He obeyed obediently.

After stuffing two dry towels into An Shaoxuan's back collar clothes, Qiu Chuan helped him to lie down, looked at the position, and she said, "Lie back a bit, and poke your head out of the bed."

"it is good."

"Okay."

"Ah."

After An Shaoxuan settled down, Qiu Chuan pulled the quilt over his chest, rolled up her sleeves, put on waterproof gloves, took the thermos, carefully poured some into the basin, and then took the basin to the bathroom After mixing some cold water and testing the temperature with her hand, she announced with satisfaction: "Ready, start working."

Looking up at Qiu Chuan, seeing her sweating profusely and smiling happily, An Shaoxuan felt warm in his heart, closed his eyes, and a happy smile appeared on his lips unconsciously.

After wetting An Shaoxuan's hair, Qiu Chuan squeezed some shampoo into his palm, rubbed his hands into foam and wrapped An Shaoxuan's wet black hair, rubbed/rubbed gently, and massaged gently, neither fast nor slow , the strength is appropriate.

"How is it? Is it comfortable?" She asked An Shaoxuan, the movements of her hands never stopped.

With his eyes closed, An Shaoxuan expressed enjoyment: "It's very comfortable, it feels like a professional."

Running through An Shaoxuan's hair with her fingertips, Qiu Chuan carefully washed every strand of his hair, looking down at him, she joked, "It's as if you've seen a professional."

Hearing the sound, An Shaoxuan froze, and looked up to look at her, but he didn't want to cause Qiuchuan's hand to slip because of his action, and a large ball of white foam touched his eyelashes, very close to his eyes.

"Oh!" Qiu Chuan whispered, "Close your eyes!"

This stuff is made of chemicals, if it gets into the eyes, it will be very irritating. Seeing Qiu Chuan's anxiety, An Shaoxuan closed his eyes again.

He took a clean towel on the side and wiped off the foam on his eyelashes, until it was completely wiped off, Qiu Chuan was relieved, and then she seriously reprimanded: "Don't move around when I wash your hair, in case the foam What do you do if you get it in your eyes?"

"I just want to talk to you." An Shaoxuan explained, but this time, he didn't open his eyes or move.

But even so, Qiu Chuan was still very angry: "I'll talk about it after I wash my hair."

"Oh, okay." Pursing his lips, An Shaoxuan really stopped talking.

Neither of them spoke for the next time, and the time passed slowly. After more than 20 minutes, Qiu Chuan finished washing An Shaoxuan's hair, dried his hair with a towel, and she helped him to sit on the bed it is good.

Because of the spread of newspapers, there was not much water on the ground. When Qiu Chuan was about to empty the dirty water in the basin, An Shaoxuan got out of bed and walked to her side.

Holding Akikawa's hand, he carefully took off the waterproof gloves, and after checking that her wound was fine, he took her to the bed and sat down.

"You have worked hard, leave the rest to me."

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Qiu Chuan to speak, he turned around and picked up the basin from the ground, and walked straight to the bathroom. After a while, he came out with a mop in his hand.

Qiu Chuan sat on the bed and looked at him. An Shaoxuan arched his back slightly, holding the mop in both hands, and mopped up the remaining water marks on the ground with all his heart.

Seeing his decent appearance, Qiu Chuan couldn't help but said, "It's almost done, don't get tired."

"I know." An Shaoxuan said without raising his head.

After tidying up, An Shaoxuan took Qiu Chuan to the small garden downstairs of the hospital, looking for a lawn where the sun could shine, and he put the newspaper there.

The two sat side by side, the breeze blew, and the air smelled of warm sunshine. In the open space not far away, there were a few children playing around, and in the pavilion, a few old people chatting vaguely could be seen.

Looking at the bright sky, An Shaoxuan sighed sincerely: "I can finally come out, these days in the ward are driving me crazy."

Qiu Chuan looked at him, smiling without saying a word, An Shaoxuan's graceful side profile deeply attracted her attention, his black hair danced in the wind, chic and refreshing.

As if aware of Qiu Chuan's gaze, An Shaoxuan turned his head to look at her, smiled slightly, and said, "Why do you look at me like this? Do you think it's too handsome?"

Curling his lips, Qiuchuan replied disdainfully: "Why are you so narcissistic? How can anyone say that he is handsome?"

"I am handsome myself." An Shaoxuan said as it should be: "This is not called narcissism, this is called explaining the facts."

"..."

Akikawa was speechless. Regarding this topic, she really had no reason to refute. In a daze, she patted /patted/on her shoulder with one hand.

Shocked, Qiu Chuan hurriedly turned her head to look. Behind her, Lin Feng in a white coat smiled warmly, retracted his left and right hands on the shoulders of the two, and said, "You two are very leisurely!"

After calming down, Qiu Chuan replied with a smile, "Doctor Lin, are you not busy now?"

"Well, it's lunch break now. I just finished eating and was about to go back to the office. I happened to meet you, Chuan, have you eaten yet?"

"Ate."

"Go and get busy with your work, don't be a light bulb here if you have nothing to do."

While the two were having a friendly exchange, a low and displeased voice came. An Shaoxuan looked at them with indifferent eyes.

He doesn't like others getting too close to Qiu Chuan, not even his best brother Lin Feng.

This... probably is a man's domineering desire for monopoly.

(End of this chapter)