After getting on with the enemy

Go out and turn left into the private room, immediately have to take a shower to sweat, and change into dry clothes.

Qiao Yan called out as soon as he entered the door, and the three elders squeaked.

Grandma walked over and asked, "Will the steaming be over soon?"

Qiao Yan said, "Don't steam for too long, it's very hot inside."

"The back is soaked..." Grandma muttered, and hurriedly pulled her to wipe off the sweat, and put a large bath towel on her body, "It's hot and cold, don't catch a cold."

Qiao Yan bent down a bit so that grandma could touch her.The elderly will shrink and become thinner at this age. Grandma is a head shorter than Qiao Yan, so she can't do without squatting.

"No, it's not cold today," Qiao Yan continued, "It's fine."

Grandma still tightened the bath towel worriedly, and patted her on the back, "Hurry up and wash it, and change into long sleeves after washing."

"Go here."

"Don't get too cold."

With Qiao Yan around, Xu Ziqing tidied up and went out with Zhou Huiwen. Before leaving, she told Qiao Yan: "Don't stare at your phone all the time, spend more time with grandma."

Qiao Yan said, "I know."

It only took a while to take a shower, and it was done quickly.

When Qiao Yan went to the outside room again, he happened to come in just in time for Zhou Xiyun.The man's black hair was drenched with sweat, and the neck, shoulders and collarbone were also sticky with sweat, as if he had just been fished out of the water.

Zhou Xiyun also called grandma as soon as he entered the door, which was very polite.

Qiao Yan saw the other party, but buried her head as if she didn't see him. She deceived herself and covered her head with a towel to cover her sight, pretending that she didn't notice anyone coming in.

Zhou Xiyun stopped for a moment, but didn't say anything.

Everything that followed happened naturally, no one talked loudly, Qiao Yan lay on the bed enjoying the massage, chatting with grandma from time to time.

Grandma is an old lady who pays attention to maintenance. During this period, she also applied a mask to Qiao Yan, and asked the technician to apply essential oils on her granddaughter's back, so as to maintain her health and beauty.

After Zhou Xiyun lay down next to him, grandma also put a mask into this man's hand, and said cordially, "Use this to replenish water."

Zhou Xiyun took the mask and applied it in two or three strokes.

Grandma called in another technician, "Sister, come and help her massage."

Qiao Yan kept his head down, like an ostrich the whole time, buried his face in it and never raised it again.

Just now in the dry steaming room...the two of them actually talked for so long calmly and talked a lot of nonsense.Now that there are other people present, Qiao Yan feels more and more uncomfortable when he thinks about it at first glance, he always has the illusion of being restrained.

It's all Zhou Xiyun's fault. It's good to sit separately, but what is this man doing so close to her... Qiao Yan unreasonably blamed Zhou Xiyun for the problem, and firmly refused to admit other aspects.

On the side, Zhou Xiyun communicated with his grandma on his stomach, talking about some boring household things.Grandma is a chatterbox, and she doesn't get tired of talking for a long time. There is always so much to say.

It took Qiao Yan a long time before he raised his neck wearily and looked over there covertly.

Zhou Xiyun lay there with his arms pillowed, a white blanket covering his back, this person's skin was smooth and delicate, and because he had just sweated, it looked like an egg that had been peeled off its shell.Zhou Xiyun's body proportions are quite perfect, and there is absolutely no ambiguity about where he should grow flesh. Even if he lay down so casually, the well-proportioned figure under the blanket is still sexy and proud.

Goddess Zhou usually dresses too much to cover her figure, and she looks extremely serious in formal clothes. Only at this time can she show a little style.

Qiao Yan peeked a few times, then pursed her lips.

It can be considered just enough, worse than her.

It should be because she didn't notice someone's peeping, Zhou Xiyun didn't react too much from the beginning to the end, and she wrapped up a blanket to cover herself tightly after the pushing was over.

After the massage, you can take a break or take a nap.

There are various services in the steam room. The staff asked them if they would like something to eat, and said that the store would specially deliver snacks and meals, and said: "If you are interested, you can also go to the first floor. There is a buffet, and if you need anything else, just call us anytime.”

It's time for dinner, it's not bad to go down and eat.

Grandma decided to take them downstairs and said to Qiao Yan, "Take the bread, I want to eat that."

The three of them moved to the dining area and sat down together, eating and waiting.

After leaving the private room, Qiao Yan has been taking care of the elderly, serving food, pouring water, and supervising grandma not to eat too much.

Zhou Xiyun would sometimes help out, such as handing things to Qiao Yan.

Their hands accidentally touched again, and this time both of them shrank back, avoiding it without a trace.

Ms. Xu and the others came down after three or four 10 minutes to meet here. At that time, grandma had finished eating. Qiao Yan leaned on the table and scrolled through Moments, while Zhou Xiyun stood by.

This small gathering didn't end until eight o'clock at night, and Zhou Xiyun was still driving the car back.

Back in the Xijing compound, Xu Ziqing took Zhou's mother and daughter to sit at home for a while, and warmly cut plates of fruit to entertain them.

Qiao Yan originally wanted to go back to the room and collapse, but Xu Ziqing insisted on asking her to chat with Zhou Huiwen and the others, and then asked Qiao Yan to send the mother and daughter out.

This night, the windows of the room on the east side of the second floor of the opposite house were still open, and they had been open since the lights were turned on. Zhou Xiyun had other things to do, and sat in front of the computer for an hour or two.

On this side, Qiao Yan closed the window for the first time, and couldn't even breathe. After entering the door, he turned off the lights early to rest.

The courtyard was quiet, and there was silence everywhere.

When work was done in the early morning, Zhou Xiyun closed his notebook, took off his glasses and rubbed his eyebrows tiredly, and then looked outside again.

Qiao's house was dark inside and out, and the whole thing was hidden in the hazy night.

Sunday was cloudy, with crisp and breezy morning air, a bright sun high above midday, and some dryness later in the day.

The day that followed was ordinary, nothing special, just like the countless ordinary weekends before, from morning to night.Qiao Yan nestled in the room all morning, even though Xu Ziqing came up and yelled twice to have breakfast, he pretended to be deaf and dumb until the end, and as soon as the quilt was covered, he stayed on until the sun was high.

Xu Ziqing was so angry that she talked about a lot of disadvantages of not eating breakfast, and taught her daughter a lesson, which broke her heart.

Qiao Yan has a habit of fooling his own mother, and immediately opened his mouth to promise: "I must eat it tomorrow morning, today is an exception, and I will never do it next time."

Grandma chimed in and said good things for Qiao Yan: "Young people sleep a lot, sleep as much as you can now, and when you get old, you won't be able to close your eyes even if you want to sleep."

The daily life of a family of three is all kinds of trivialities, and there will be a few words at the beginning of the day.Ms. Xu still treats Qiao Yan as a little girl, so she will inevitably have to meddle in things, and Qiao Yan also lets her mother scold her, and just listens, and at the end she has the cheek to find snacks to fill her stomach.

Being scolded will not lose two pieces of meat. As long as the mother is comfortable, Qiao Yan, a daughter, doesn't mind. After all, only mothers in this world can find fault with you all day long. Who, people may not be willing to take care of these.

Different from yesterday, Qiao Yan helped his grandma out for a walk in the afternoon, and the old and the young walked half a circle around.

Since he was only leaving tomorrow, he had to stay for one night today, so Qiao Yan went upstairs again at four or five o'clock, and went up to answer a call from the store to check the bill from Rong Yin.

Rong Yin said: "I have received your package here, and I will put it in the rest room for you."

In the past, Qiao Yan often received a large pile of mailing items for the store. Qiao Yan developed the habit of not paying attention to the express delivery news. She didn't remember if she had shopped online recently. After thinking about it, she asked, "What is it?"

Rong Yin replied: "I don't know, it was mailed from overseas, so I can only find out after opening it."

"Okay, let's wait until I get back." Qiao Yan said.

Rong Yin: "OK."

It was dusk when I hung up the phone and reconciled the bill. It was getting late.

During this period, Zhou Xiyun came to the house again, but Qiao Yan couldn't catch up. Zhou Xiyun had already left when she went down.

Zhou Xiyun had something to do temporarily, and was called away by a phone call from the company. It seemed that something happened in the department and something unexpected happened.

Grandma couldn't tell what the reason was. She didn't understand professional issues, so she just said: "I didn't take Xiyun's book, so you can send it to the other side when you have time."

The man left in a hurry and left behind the things he brought.

Qiao Yan was puzzled: "What is she doing here with the book?"

Grandma explained: "I asked to take it, I want to listen to study."

The old man had problems with his eyes, and it was too strenuous to read by himself, so he had to ask others for help.

Qiao Yan understood, and asked again: "Then are you still listening, do you want me to read it for you?"

Grandma waved her hand, "Don't listen, send it back."

Qiao Yan picked up the book and glanced at it. It was a collection of poetry from abroad. It looked like Spanish, and she couldn't understand a single character.

This thing is quite familiar, it seems to have seen it somewhere, but Qiao Yan has no memory, and has a vague feeling of deja vu, but he just can't remember it.She didn't bother, she took the book and went to Zhou's house to return it, and sent the things back to the owner.

Zhou Huiwen couldn't spare her hands at this time, so she gently asked her to help put the book on the bookshelf in Zhou Xiyun's room upstairs.

Qiao Yan didn't refuse, and simply agreed.

Anyway, Zhou Xiyun was not at home, so he couldn't meet him.

The door of the room on the second floor is not locked, and you can enter by twisting the handle and pushing it open.

The inside is very clean, and the furnishings are all the same.

Qiao Yan has been here more than once, and walked straight to the bookshelf after opening the door, looking around without interest.

Put the book in the lower left corner of the third floor, on the far side.

Hands-on things are effortless.

Qiao Yan turned around and turned back, put away her things and was about to leave, but after walking two steps away, a card in the corner of her vision caught her attention - Qiao Yan was stunned for a moment, and immediately recognized that it was written by herself. Zhang and Jiang Kaipin gave Zhou Xiyun a love card in the bouquet.

He thought Zhou Xiyun wouldn't care about Jiang Kaipin, but he knew it was the opposite.

Another time to collect flowers, another time to drink together, and now I still keep the card from Jiang Kaipin... Qiao Yan stood silently, and after a while, he closed the door behind his back and went out.