[Wearing Books] The little milk fish raised by the master is soft and flirtatious

In the evening, Xiao Yu prepared to boil the water and put it in a tub. When he felt that the temperature was about the same, he went back to the room and called Sancho.

Sancho went out, Su Zhuo stood outside the door frowning.

"I'll take a bath with you?" Su Zhuo looked at Sancho worriedly. He remembered that the little mermaid was afraid of water and never dared to take a bath by himself.

Sancho shook his head and pushed away his approaching hand.

"I'm fine, I'm not the old Sancho, I can shower myself."

Su Zhuo stood there in a daze, watching Sancho walk away step by step.

He felt that the distance between the two was getting farther and farther, and the little mermaid would no longer need him as much as before.

Without him, the little mermaid can live well, but Su Zhuo knows that he really needs him very much.

Sancho walked into the bathroom, turned around and looked at Xiao Yu next to him with some embarrassment.

"I can wash it myself, you don't have to stay with me."

Sancho was not used to undressing in front of others, especially after he was pregnant, his body was extremely sensitive and he had a protruding belly.

Xiao Yu looked at him and smiled softly: "Okay, I'll go out, Ah He came looking for me just now, I'll go over and have a look, you wash it yourself."

San Qiao nodded, watched Xiao Yu leave, closed the door, and then began to take off his clothes.

After putting the clothes aside, Sancho leaned on the edge of the bathtub, stepped on the footstool and slowly soaked in, splashing the water to wash his body.

When he first started taking a bath by himself, he closed his eyes and was afraid of trembling slightly. Now he still dare not fill his neck with water, but he is no longer so afraid.

After washing his body, even the fish tail that was exposed due to soaking in water was lifted up and washed by himself, and then Sancho relaxed his body and leaned against the wall of the barrel.

There are still five days left, and he will need to soak in water from time to time. He is going to put a basin of water in the house, and it will be much better if he wipes his body when he is short of water.

The baby will be born soon, as long as he persists, he can meet the little guy in his stomach.

The corners of Sancho's lips evoked a slight smile unconsciously. He didn't know what the baby looked like, whether he had a fish tail like him, or... a little more like Su Zhuo.

Sancho looked at the looming belly under the water, and he put his hand on it and stroked it gently.

"Baby, if you're like Su Zhuo, it's okay to look better, but don't be like a little old man with a gloomy face all day long. Dad will dislike you."

As if he could hear the voices from the outside world, the nine-month-old cub in Sancho's stomach moved a little, as if in response.

Sancho laughed softly.

After a while, the water temperature gradually became cold, and Sancho wanted to get up because he was afraid that the water would be too cold for the child in his stomach.

Bracing himself up, he was about to call Chu Han in to help him, when he remembered that Chu Han was not there, and just now Xiao Yu seemed to have said that he wanted to go back to the courtyard next door.

Sancho looked at the tender pink fishtail beneath him... He had no way to rely on himself now, he got out of the tub without legs, not to mention the baby in his stomach.

After sitting in the bathtub for a while, Sancho's body temperature was low, but now he already felt that the water was a little cold.

Sancho looked at the clothes he had just taken off, they were placed a little far away, and the bathtub was too deep, he couldn't reach them even if he stretched out his hands.

Just when he didn't know what to do, Sancho lowered his head and saw the jade hanging on his chest.

He didn't take off the sound transmission stone when he took a bath, so he can call Su Zhuo over.

After hesitating for a moment, Sancho didn't care about anything else, picked up the sound transmission stone, and yelled softly at it: "Su Zhuo."

Su Zhuo's voice quickly came from the sound transmission stone: "Qiao Qiao? What's the matter?"

San Qiao bit his lips and said: "I just forgot to tell Xiao Yu to let him carry me out, can you tell him for me?"

On the opposite side, Su Zhuo seemed to be stunned for a moment, and was silent for a moment, leaving a sentence, "I'll go right away." Then there was no sound.

Sancho bit his lip, he was somewhat uncomfortable facing Su Zhuo like this, but Su Zhuo meant to come over.

Sure enough, not long after, the door was easily pushed open, and Su Zhuo, who was dressed in white, stepped in from the door, and at a glance, he saw that he was still sitting in the bathtub, his yellow curly hair was wet, and he looked a little pitiful. little mermaid.

Su Zhuo walked to the side of the tub, stretched out his hand to touch the water, it was already a little cold, he frowned, quickly took the square cloth from the side, and put it on the rim of the tub first.

Sancho stretched out his hand, wanting to take it by himself, but was stopped by Su Zhuo.

"I'll carry you out." Su Zhuo whispered.

Sancho shrank back: "No, I can do it myself."

"Be obedient, the water is cold, it's not good for the baby." Su Zhuo didn't give him a chance to refuse, he stretched out his hand, wrapped around Sancho's back with one hand, dragged Sancho's fish tail with the other hand, and picked him up from the tub .

Sancho was picked up, and subconsciously supported his stomach, and with the other hand, he grabbed the clothes on Su Zhuo's chest.

Su Zhuo took the square cloth next to him, wiped off the water stains on the little mermaid, took another piece of dry square cloth, and wrapped him from the head to the tip of the tail. Face.

Su Zhuo hugged him and walked out, Qiao Qiao gently tugged at his clothes again, and whispered: "My clothes are still on the shelf."

Su Zhuo didn't stop walking: "Send you back first, I'll come and get it for you later."

With a low "um", Sancho didn't say anything else and quietly let him carry himself back.

Going back to Sancho's room and putting him on the bed, Sancho moved himself and pulled the quilt to get in, covered him, and looked at Su Zhuo who turned and walked out again.

"Thank you."

Su Zhuo nodded and went out without saying a word. After a while, Su Zhuo came back with Sancho's clothes and another piece of dry square cloth in his hand.

Putting the clothes on the shelf beside the bed, Su Zhuo walked towards the little mermaid on the bed.

"Lean out and let me dry your hair for you."

Sancho touched his hair, it was indeed wet and messy, but he couldn't accept it for a while, he was too close to Su Zhuo, so he shook his head.

"No, just put it aside and I'll wipe it off myself."

Su Zhuo didn't stop moving, and sat on the edge of the bed.

"I'll do nothing, just dry your hair and leave, okay?" He held the square cloth in his hand and looked at Sancho cautiously.

Sancho looked at him for a while, looked away, and then slowly moved towards him.

Su Zhuo put his head on his lap, and slowly wiped his yellow curly hair.

Neither of them spoke, and there was no sound in the room.

Sancho lowered his eyes, as they used to do.

Every time after taking a bath, Su Zhuo would take him out of the tub, put him on his lap, dry his hair carefully, and then put him back on the bed to play by himself.

After half a year, Sancho felt a little strange in the same scene. Even though they were so good before, how did they become this relatively silent look.

Why did you become a stranger after having a baby?

"Master, have you ever regretted it?" Sancho said suddenly.

Su Zhuo's body froze suddenly, since the little mermaid left Yuli Peak, and found him half a year later, this was the second time he called him Shizun again.

The last time when he moved his fetal gas and was in a daze from the pain, this was the first time he called him soberly.

The movement of his hands paused for a while, and Su Zhuo began to wipe the water on his hair carefully again.

After a long time, just when Sancho thought he would not answer, Su Zhuo spoke with a somewhat hoarse voice.

"I regret it, I regret sticking to my so-called responsibility, I thought about giving up my baby, I regretted losing you because of Shen Qingqing, but if I have to take my heart and soul, I will still..." Will you? That's the only way to keep the little mermaid safe, boy.

"Okay, I don't want to hear it anymore." Sancho interrupted him.

Sancho knew what he wanted to say, but he didn't want Su Zhuo to say it. If the baby could hear it, the baby would be sad. He didn't want Su Zhuo to say it.

The moisture on the hair was wiped dry, and it automatically turned into straight black hair, and the fish tail under the quilt also turned into thin white legs.

Sancho propped himself up, lay back on the pillow, and closed his eyes not to look at Su Zhuo.

"Thank you tonight, I'm sleepy, you go out."

Su Zhuo still maintained the posture of sitting on the side of the bed, reached out his hand, and gently shook it. Sancho let go of the hand outside the quilt before he could react.

"There will never be Shen Qingqing again, nor will there be Yuqiong Mountain. From now on, I just want to be with you and my child."

After Su Zhuo finished speaking, without waiting for Sancho's answer, he got up and blew out the candles in the room, closed the door and left.

When the surroundings became quiet, Sancho on the bed opened his eyes again, looking at the top of the bed in the dark, and the slightly moving bed curtains.

He retracted his hands into the quilt, touched his round belly, and stroked it gently.

"Baby" Sancho whispered to the child in his womb, "Your father didn't want you on purpose, he just loves me more, don't be sad."

This time the child in the stomach did not respond to him, as if he had fallen asleep inside, quietly.

Sancho was also a little flustered, he didn't know what to do for a while, and after spending this day with Su Zhuo, he seemed to have lived for a long time.

He didn't even think that Su Zhuo was originally the character in the article, and the author set him to give everything for Shen Qingqing, but now he said that there is no such thing as Shen Qingqing...

Sancho looked at the top of the bed quietly, and for a while, only his own slight breathing could be heard in the room.

For a long time, Sancho felt a little sleepy, and without thinking about it, he fell into a deep sleep.

In the next few days, the two of them seemed to have tacitly forgotten the conversation tonight, and no one mentioned it again, just living as before.

It’s just that the demon world seems to be really busy recently. Jun Yi will go back often, but he won’t stay for too long. Xiao Yu will make medicine for San Qiao every day, and often talk to him, but most of the time he will help Lin He check Write medical books.

Because Sancho still avoided Su Zhuo intentionally or unintentionally, Su Zhuo didn't dare to get too close to him, but every day, he made some food for Sancho in different ways.

Sancho couldn't walk around by himself, and he ate well, his little face was a bit rounder.

In the evening, Sancho sat alone in the room, sighed in front of the bronze mirror, and pinched the flesh on his face.

"It's over, I'm fat again, and the baby should despise me after it's born."

A gust of wind came, and the door was slammed open from the outside. Sancho was frightened by the sudden sound, his body trembled, and he looked at the door.

When he saw the figure at the door, who seemed to be much older, his heart sank instantly.

Standing up slowly, Sancho covered his stomach with both hands, slowly pushed back, and said with a slightly trembling voice.

"How did you find it here?"