"Well …" Yuan Gungun issued a light hum, which is obviously uncomfortable.
"Does it hurt? White mother takes out her toothbrush and brushes your teeth, okay? " White housekeeper’s little question
Yuan Gungun shook his head and was walking towards the bed. He just got up and stumbled a few times.
White housekeeper hurriedly hold her slowly walked into the bathroom.
Yuan Gungun cleverly brushed his teeth and washed his face, and then walked into the crystal shower room. After half a ring, he came out around the bath towel with his eyes wet and red, and his face could not tell whether it was water or tears.
"Don’t cry. It won’t hurt to roll here for a dip." White housekeeper gently comforted her and led her to the bathtub where Chinese herbal medicine was put.
Yuan gungun froze in place and refused to move.
"What’s the matter?" White housekeeper asked softly
"No bubble" Yuan Gungun said his voice was hoarse.
"What? The bubble is painless and obedient. "White housekeeper took her and wanted her to go in.
Chapter 8
"No bubble … no bubble …" Yuan Gungun suddenly squatted down to cry and mumble.
White housekeeper leng leng hurriedly lifted her up and gently coaxed "if you don’t soak, we won’t soak, so let’s go out and rub medicine."
Yuan Gungun sobbed and was helped out of the bathroom by her and sat back in bed.
The white housekeeper took out the white box of judo in the drawer. "Will you lie in bed and beat your feet a little?"
Yuan Gungun Leng Leng "What do you mean …"
White housekeeper thought for a while and didn’t know how to tell her. Finally, she chose the easy-to-understand saying, "Just rub some medicine on your baby."
Yuan Gungun stayed for a while and then shook his head and kept retreating.
White housekeeper looked at her and couldn’t bear to force her to put the ointment on the bed. She turned around and took out her underwear from the closet and put it next to her. "Get dressed first and then blow dry your hair. I’ll make you something to eat."
Yuan Gungun looked at her and said nothing.
White housekeeper sighed out of the room.
Yuan Gungun looked at the clothes beside him, then picked up the bedside table and dialed a number to get the yes number. She was a little anxious and dialed it again, just like that, and repeated it dozens of times. She put down the microphone and stared at the words and sat on the bed motionless.
An hour later, the white housekeeper hit the master bedroom door with a silver tray and looked at the sit-in bed. Yuan Gungun was a little unhappy and blamed "Gungun, why didn’t you listen and told you to get dressed?"
Yuan Gungun looked at her mechanized wearing clothes lift was lying in.
"Eat first and then sleep." White housekeeper patted her shoulder path.
Yuan Gungun shook his head and his head was covered with thin cloth.
"Rolling …" White housekeeper stretched out his hand to pull the quilt but heard a burst of crying like a wounded little beast, so he let go and walked out of the room.
hall
"Master Gungun refused to take a bath or let me rub her medicine or eat. Otherwise, he just cried. Do you want to call a psychologist back?" White housekeeper some worry said into the microphone.
The other party was silent for a while, and then the cold voice was that it was full of inflammation and used to be cold. "Wait till I get back."
"Then what did you come back? Rolling is abnormal, I’m afraid … "White housekeeper lost her composure and forgot to have manners.
"Now" Yan Yanche interrupted her and hung up the line.
White housekeeper looked at the microphone some anxious walking up and down the hall.
Fifteen minutes later, Yan Yanche appeared in the hall.