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

Chapter 57
Xiao Yu was carried home by An Shaoli, the princess.

After not seeing him for a few days, he seemed to be much lighter and haggard again, and An Shaoli could smell a faint smell of alcohol.

Frowning, An Shaoli asked with a displeased face, "Have you been drinking?"

"Yes." Xiaoyu nodded honestly: "I drank a little."

The frown became tighter, and Xiao Yu's frank admission made An Shaoli even more angry, staring at him condescendingly, An Shaoli taught him coldly: "Who told you to drink? Did the doctor tell you that your body Can't you drink?"

I remember that a few years ago, Xiao Yu had a heart attack due to excessive drinking, and she was hospitalized for almost a month.

At that time, they all thought he couldn't be saved, but now thinking about it, they still feel a little scared.

The man in his arms stuck out his tongue mischievously, with a look of disapproval: "Don't worry An Shao, I just drank a little, it's fine."

"Not at all." An Shaoli yelled at him. In this situation, this kid can still laugh.

Maybe it's because we've known each other for a long time. For An Shaoli's roar, Xiao Yu has changed from being afraid at the beginning to getting used to it now. He even expects him to be angry with him a little bit. This at least proves that he cares about him. of.

After all, An Shaoli seldom gets angry with others.

Thinking of this, Xiaoyu's heart was as sweet as drinking honey, and even her voice became soft, as if coquettish: "Young Master An, are you caring about me?"

"No." An Shaoli vetoed instinctively: "I just don't want any accidents to happen to my students."

What a fake explanation!
Xiao Yu snickered, suddenly, his nose itched, and he sneezed unexpectedly.

"I told you to do it, have you caught a cold?" An Shaoli complained.

The torrential rain outside the window was still going on, An Shaoli carried Xiao Yu up to the second floor, put him on the big bed in his room, took out a set of clothes from the closet and threw it to him with a cold face: "Change before I come back." it is good."

"Where are you going..." Before Xiao Yu finished asking the question, the door was slammed shut.

Dazed for a moment, Xiao Yu looked down at the clothes in her hand, which belonged to An Shaoli.

Soft homewear.

My heart suddenly warmed up, I'm afraid even Xiao Yu didn't realize that a smile had already appeared on his face.

He knew that An Shao had his place in his heart, even if it was only a little bit, it would make him extremely happy.

When An Shaoli returned to the room with warm boiled water, Xiao Yu had already disappeared. After being puzzled for a moment, he looked towards the bathroom, and the faint sound of water from inside made him understand.

Xiaoyu is taking a bath.

This kid loves cleanliness.

An Shaoli thought about it, walked to the bed and sat down, and put the cup on the bedside table.

For Xiaoyu, he actually felt a little indebted. He knew that he could not reciprocate his love, but he still inadvertently gave him hope.

Even when An Shaoxuan just returned to China, he was empty and sad and used Xiao Yu as a tool to vent his anger many times, which caused him a lot of harm.

Just because she loves him, Xiaoyu has endured all these silently, never complaining.

"Young Master An..." While he was meditating, the door of the bathroom was opened, and Xiao Yu poked out half of his head from inside.

"What's wrong?" An Shaoli turned to look at him.

"I forgot to get a dry towel, can you help me." Xiaoyu said a little embarrassed.

"..." An Shaoli rolled his eyes helplessly, got up and took out a clean towel from the locker and handed it to him.

"Thank you." Xiao Yu's face was red, I don't know if it was because of the temperature of the water, but also because of shyness.

An Shaoli didn't care about these things, but what made him suspicious was that Xiao Yu shrank back slightly when he approached him, and his hand to pick up the towel was also trembling slightly.

He seems to be avoiding something.

"Xiao Yu!" When the bathroom door was about to close, An Shaoli stretched out a hand to block it.

"Ah?!" The latter was obviously taken aback, and even his voice carried a hint of panic.

He looked up at An Shaoli, then quickly lowered his head, looking a little flustered.

This subtle movement confirmed An Shaoli's guess that Xiao Yu was afraid, afraid of him or something else.

He didn't try to expose him on purpose, An Shaoli still had a natural and calm look, looked at him with a smile and said, "May I rub your back for you?"

The body became stiff in an instant, and Xiao Yu shook her head again and again: "No need, I have already washed it."

He said, trying to close the bathroom door, however, without success.

"Don't you like me?" An Shaoli asked: "We are already so close, why are you still shy?"

"..." Xiao Yu's face turned even redder, he bit his lips and remained silent, his heart fluttering.

"Didn't you like me to help you take a shower before? What happened today, huh?" An Shaoli said, squeezing half of his body into the bathroom.

Now Xiaoyu was in a panic. He grabbed the door tightly, with an expression on his face that was about to cry: "Young Master An... I... I've finished rubbing... No... I don't need to trouble you."

"Can you sleep by yourself?" An Shaoli smiled. At this moment, he had already entered the bathroom.

The fragrance of bath liquid remained in the hot and humid air. In the mist of water, Xiao Yu wrapped his body with a towel. He was so scared that he clung to the wall, not daring to move, even to stop breathing. Feel.

This kind of scene is what he dreams of. Normally, Xiao Yu would be desperate to meet An Shaoli, but now, he dare not.

""You have something to hide from me. "Smart is like staying away, he already knows where the problem lies.

When his hand reached for the towel on Xiaoyu's body, he flinched a bit, instinctively turned to the side, and shook his head in a panic: "No...don't..."

"What's the matter?" An Shaoli became worried, he withdrew his hand that was frozen in mid-air, looked at Xiao Yu and asked.

"No...it's okay." Xiaoyu tried hard to make himself smile easily, but the result was just the opposite. He pinched his thigh in frustration, and when he raised his head again, he calmed down a lot: "Young Master An, I want to wear Clothes, you go out for a while."

"I'll watch you wear it." An Shaoli was extremely patient, but these words nearly broke Xiao Yu's heart.

He knew An Shaoli's temper, and what he decided would never change, but he really didn't want him to see it.

Time passed by every minute, and the water droplets on her body slowly evaporated. Xiaoyu began to feel a little cold, but An Shaoli had no intention of leaving.

"An Shao..." Xiao Yu looked at him pitifully, hoping that things would turn around, but An Shaoli replied: "It's not okay to be cute, I will definitely do what I decide."

Xiaoyu: "..."

Knowing that she couldn't hide, but she didn't have the courage, so Xiao Yu could only stand there with a embarrassed look on her face.

Seeing Xiao Yu shivering from the cold, An Shaoli heaved a sigh of relief, stepped forward and pulled off his towel.

The action was quick and crisp, and Xiao Yu, who was caught off guard, didn't even have time to let out an exclamation, and was just like that.

Looking at this thin body, An Shaoli involuntarily widened his eyes.

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(End of this chapter)