The Koi Fairy Wife Is Sweet as Honey (Love from The Koi Goddess)

Then he was forced to sit down by Long Hao, and he watched the other person turn around and go to the bathroom. When he came out, he took a towel in his hand and lifted up his pants.

Wen Jiming: "???"

A warm towel was placed on his calf.

Wen Jiming shrank from being burned and felt very comfortable.

"You have some conscience," he said happily.

Long Hao sighed: "You don't have to do this next time."

Wen Jiming knew what he meant.

He muttered: "If you didn't look so thin, I wouldn't worry about it."

Long Hao was silent for a moment and then said: "No way."

Wen Jiming: "Huh?"

He looked at him doubtfully.

Long Hao said: "My illness is cured and I will never be so thin again."

Wen Jiming's eyes widened and he stood up from the stool. The towel fell to the ground. He didn't bother to pick it up. He just looked at Long Hao: "Really?"

Long Hao nodded: "Really."

"Great!" Wen Jiming cheered, "Great!"

Long Hao looked at his unconcealable happy expression, and his eyes warmed up.

Ever since grandpa passed away, the so-called "relatives" and "old friends" of the Long family have appeared one by one, crying in front of him with red eyes.

They told him about the greatness of their grandfather and parents, how close they were to their family, and secretly wanted him to follow them.

But they didn't know what they had just experienced.

It was not a poor performance. In his eyes, their true emotions were not hidden at all.

The only remaining bloodline of the Long family is not in good health. If he can be taken into his home and taken care of, how much benefit will his family get from this alone? How many detours will be avoided?

Surrounded by such emotions, how valuable is Wen Jiming's youthful sincerity?

Long Hao saw him happy there and said nothing. He picked up the towel and returned to the bathroom. This time he brought hot water from a bucket.

"Use a hot towel to apply it. Be careful of soreness tomorrow."

"Little things, little things." Wen Jiming was not paying attention to this trivial matter at the moment. He only confirmed with him repeatedly, "Are you really okay?"

Long Hao nodded.

"That's great?"

"Um."

"Same as me?"

Long Hao nodded again and said in his heart: No, I should be in better health than most people now.

"That's great, I want to go home and tell my parents!"

Wen Jiming left angrily.

Long Hao squatted down quietly, packed up the various nutritional and health products scattered on the floor, and then carefully placed them.

In the next six months, Long Hao proved to Wen Jiming with facts: he was really well.

His face was still pale, but his body gradually gained weight. Although he still looked thin, he was no longer the same as before. He had a fragile feeling that he was about to fall over if the wind blew, and his whole body seemed to break if he exerted a little force.

Moreover, he has not been sick for half a year.

the most important is!

"Why do you grow up so fast?" Wen Jiming looked at Long Hao with wide eyes.

He moved closer to him, and they stood close to each other.

"Let me take a look." Being so close, his breath fell on his ear as he spoke.

Wen Jiming didn't think there was anything wrong with this distance at all. He still stretched out his hand to compare, and then he exclaimed like a new continent: "You are only so much shorter than me now!"

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I suddenly felt that I could write a campus article about my childhood sweetheart. 【Light up cigarette】