This Fake Daughter Deserves To Be Spoiled

Mother Yang was puzzled: "Then just call and ask?"

"That's right." Yang Chuyue was taken aback, she reached out and patted her forehead, "I'm stupid."

Although she responded like this and the phone was indeed dialed, she changed her shoes and went out.

Mother Yang and the others were left looking at each other, Yang Sanhuo hugged Yang Xiaoer a few times and muttered: "I have never seen my sister who is so anxious."

"Why not?" Father Yang came over with anger and kicked his ass. "You forgot what your sister was so anxious for you?"

"I haven't forgotten!" Yang Sanhuo hurriedly guarded his ass, yelling: "But the situation is different! That was because... Sister Shuang Xu didn't have anything to do this time anyway. Sentence came, didn’t the sister reply in time? I don’t think I’m so caring about falling in love."

"Yang Sanhuo!" Mother Yang also looked over, "What are you doing in school every day? Do you still know you are in love?"

"It's not that I am in love!" Yang San rolled his eyes with anger, "I won't tell you anymore, annoying!"

He got up from the ground and took Xiao Er back to the room.

The phone was connected before Yang Chuyue ran downstairs, and Tang Shuangxu's voice came over there, with obvious concerns: "Ayue, are you okay?"

"I'm fine." Yang Chuyue said, "I'll explain to you later, A Xu, first tell me where you are now."

"I'm at home." Tang Shuang prefaced.

Yang Chuyue was about to let go, and the next moment she became angry and said: "You lie to me! Are you downstairs in my house now?! I have heard the fire brigade running exercises on the opposite side!"

Whether it’s cold or hot, the fire brigade headquarters opposite the community will always report running exercises on time. The building where Yang Chuyue’s house is located is already close to the entrance of the community. If she left the balcony window at home, You can hear the movement.

She couldn't be more familiar with the movement from the mobile phone at this moment.

"Where are you? Tell me where you are, then stand there and stop moving and wait for me to pass." Yang Chuyue ran out of the building, stood at the gate and looked around, not seeing Tang Shuangxu's figure, "I have come out. NS."

There was a pause before Tang Shuangxu's voice sounded, "I'm at the gate of the fire brigade."

"I seem to see you." Yang Chuyue just ran in that direction, because the fire brigade gate was very bright, and she did vaguely see a figure standing there, but because it was across the road, there happened to be a car passing by. She quickly blocked her sight.

Yang Chuyue hurriedly ran over there.

When she ran to the opposite side, she saw Tang Shuangxu standing there waiting for her.

"How long have you been here?" Yang Chuyue hung up the phone, put the phone in the bag, reached out and touched her hair, the tentacles were cold and wet, but there was no ice and rain at the moment, most likely because Tang Shuangxu had already Been outside for a while.

She wiped her body casually, and then went to hold Tang Shuangxu's hand.

The hands are also cold.

Yang Chuyue stiffened her face, pulled one of her hands into her arms, then turned around and walked to her own house, saying: "Go to my house first, are your clothes wet too? Tang Shuangxu, you are not afraid Is it cold? Why don't you just stay at home and run around so afraid of the cold?"

The journey home was not long, but Yang Chuyue never stopped.

Tang Shuangxu didn't say a word, let alone refute, letting her gritted her teeth and talked non-stop.

Until he returned to Yang Chuyue's house, as soon as Yang Chuyue opened the door and entered, Yang Xiaoer ran out of Yang Sanhuo's room, circled the two of them, and flicked his tail.

"Xiao Er, go back to sleep, I don't have time to play with you now." Yang Chuyue rejected the enthusiastic Yang Xiao Er, and said to Dad Yang who came out to see the situation: "Dad, it's okay, you also go to rest, tonight A Xu sleeps in our house."

"Uncle." Tang Shuangxu also greeted Dad Yang aloud.

Yang Chuyue always felt that her voice seemed to be cold.

Seeing Yang Chuyue pulled Tang Shuangxu into the bedroom, Dad Yang returned to the room, and mother Yang, who was taking care of the makeup mirror, asked: "What's the matter? It's Shuangxu here? Let's quarrel with others. Now? The door is closed so loud..."

"It doesn't look like a quarrel." Father Yang opened the quilt and lay on the bed, "but Chuyue at our house seems to be unhappy."

"I'm not happy, aren't you arguing?"

"No..." Father Yang shook his head and frowned, but he asked him to say something else. He really didn't know how to say it. He didn't even bother to think about it. He turned over and fell asleep after a while. .

Yang Chuyue took Tang Shuangxu back to her room, stretched out her hand to take off her coat, still saying: "I still can't bear to take it off? The clothes can be twisted out of water."

"It's not that exaggerated." Tang Shuangxu only spoke to her at this time, with a soft voice, as if he felt the heating in the room, and the cold air in her voice turned into water vapor, making it wet.

No matter how angry Yang Chuyue was, it was gone.

She didn't say much any more, stretched out her hand to peel off Tang Shuangxu's coat, and was going to take off her sweater again. Then, remembering something, she retracted her hand and said, "Take it off by yourself. I'll get you a change of clothes. You go Take a hot shower, have you eaten dinner? Is there anything you want to eat? There is still a lot of spicy chicken that my mother made tonight. I will make you a noodle?"

"Not hungry." Tang Shuang Xu whispered, taking off his sweater.

When the turtleneck sweater was taken off, the rubber bands on her hair were also brought down, but they did not fall off completely, so that her hair was **** and fell loosely behind her back, and some slightly shorter hair fell on In her ears, Yang Chuyue just took out a set of clothes and wanted to ask her if she was okay. She turned her head and saw this scene.

She stared at the tip of Tang Shuangxu's hair that fell to her lips, and couldn't tell for a moment whether she was looking at the broken hair or Tang Shuangxu's lips, but her heart was particularly itchy.

"What's the matter?" Tang Shuangxu straightened up, stretched his hand to the back of his head, and completely took off the rubber band. His slender fingers passed between the black hair, and in a few strokes he gathered his hair and tied it at will. Meatball head.

But there are still some fragments scattered.

Yang Chuyue came back to his senses, handed over the clothes, and said, "Although I wore them, they have only been washed. Will you wear this later?"

"Okay." Tang Shuangxu reached out and took it.

"And this." Yang Chuyue leaned over and took out a new pair of trousers from the small drawer under the closet. She cleared her throat, handed the trousers over, and whispered: "The new one is Take a wash."

Tang Shuangxu's gaze fell downward, falling on the small ball she handed over.

She didn't reach out for a long time, just looking down like this, Yang Chuyue couldn't tell whether she was looking at the small ball of her own hand or looking at her own fingers. Anyway, she already felt that her fingers were a little hot. NS.

So that she couldn’t carry it, so she stuffed the small group of clothes into the pile of clothes she was holding, and said, “I only have this at home. Next time, I will buy some disposable items. It's over."

Tang Shuangxu raised his eyes to look at her, the corners of his lips curled slightly, and his voice was not rushed: "Are you shy?"

"Who is shy?" Yang Chuyue raised her voice a little, confidently: "I haven't seen it before!"

Somehow they still slept on the same bed before the holiday, okay? Although I haven't done anything to take a bath together, but the clothes are dried on that balcony, so you can't see it?

Yang Chuyue kept persuading herself in her heart.

Yes, it's not that they have never seen it before, and it is not that they have never touched it. Occasionally, they will help each other to collect clothes or dry clothes. What's the matter? She is not shy, she is...

"I just came back from the outside, walking too hastily on the road, now I have a little fever." Yang Chuyue said seriously, reaching out and pushing her to the bathroom: "You go take a bath..."

When Tang Shuangxu entered the bathroom, she stood outside for a while before she reached out and touched her face and walked into the kitchen.

I was still thinking that Tang Shuangxu just said that she was "not hungry." Given her familiarity with Tang Shuangxu, she must have not eaten.

When Tang Shuangxu came out of the shower, Yang Chuyue seemed to be stepping on a spot, carrying a bowl of noodles to her. The noodles were drenched with spicy chicken, and there was a fried egg and some green onions. Looking at it, she was full of appetite.

"I'm going to get you some tamarind beans. You can eat it first, otherwise the noodles will become lumpy." Yang Chuyue said, "I'll help you blow your hair later."

While Tang Shuangxu was eating the noodles, Yang Chuyue stood behind her, holding a hair dryer in her hand to blow her hair slowly, passing her fingers through her hair every once in a while, waiting for her hair to dry halfway. At that time, she sighed countless times: "Axu, your hair is so soft."

It's also very touching.

It's still fragrant.

Obviously the two used the same shampoo, but Yang Chuyue always felt that Tang Shuangxu's hair had a different smell.

She is no longer obsessed with why this is the case. After all, this is like the smell of Tang Shuangxu's body. It is a mystery. She would rather think that as long as it is contaminated by Tang Shuangxu, the smell will be different, and eventually it will become unique to Tang Shuangxu. Smell.

Yang Chuyue turned around and went to the dressing table and poured the hair care essential oil in her palm. She walked back to Tang Shuang's side. She put her hands together and rubbed the heat together. Only then did she wipe the ends of her hair. Dry her hair completely.

The bowl of noodles in front of Tang Shuangxu had been eaten a long time ago, and only a little red oil and chili were left at the bottom of the bowl. Yang Chuyue put away the hair dryer, picked up the bowl and walked outside: "You go to bed, I will take the bowl and wash it. NS."

When going to the kitchen with the bowl, Yang Chuyue happened to run into Yang Sanhuo who was looking for something to grind his teeth.

Yang Sanhuo leaned over to look at the bowl she was holding, and said, "I'm hungry too, sister, would you give me a bowl of noodles again?"

"The spicy chicken is gone." Yang Chuyue said, standing next to the sink to wash the dishes.

Yang Sanhuo didn’t give up: “It’s okay, I don’t have to eat spicy chicken, don’t I have chili sauce? I blanch the noodles, top with chili sauce and hot vegetable leaves, and give me a fried egg. good to eat."

He swallowed as he spoke.

Yang Chuyue rejected him mercilessly.

"Don't you know how to do it? Then do it yourself." She rinsed the bowl with clean water, bent over and put it in the cupboard, "Remember to brush your teeth after eating to stop cavities."

"Sister, you are so ruthless, but I'm your brother, can't you make a bowl of noodles for your brother?"

Yang Chuyue answered him directly from behind.

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