You don't spoil your daughter, right? I do!

Chapter 572 The Road We Have Come

The slightly damp white T-shirt fits the body tightly, revealing a hint of flesh color. The hazy feeling is particularly eye-catching.

Lin Hao turned his body slightly, but his eyes were honestly moving from time to time.

Li Nianqiu gave Lin Hao a coquettish look and turned her back to block Lin Hao's sight.

She slightly opened her collar, put the towel inside her clothes and wiped it briefly.

She suddenly raised her neck and turned around to see what Lin Hao was doing.

Lin Hao moved even faster. When he saw Li Nianqiu stop moving, he quickly turned his head and closed his eyes.

Li Nianqiu breathed a sigh of relief, wrung the clothes gently, and roughly wiped off the water stains.

After wiping, she suddenly saw a row of fragrant and soft towels hanging neatly on the wall.

She raised her hand and looked at the towel in her hand, and always felt like something was wrong.

She turned to look at Lin Hao, pointed at the towels hanging on the wall, and asked, "What are those?"

Lin Hao blinked. "Aren't those obviously towels?"

He paused, then added, "This seems to be Qing Yi's face towel, bath towel, hair towel, foot towel, and hand towel?"

He shook his head. Lin Qingyi alone had seven or eight towels, and he had no idea what they were used for.

Li Nianqiu nodded and asked, "Where's your towel?"

Lin Hao lowered his head slightly and his eyes fell on the towel in Li Nianqiu's hand.

A puff of steam suddenly came out of Li Nianqiu's head, and his cheeks turned visibly red.

She quickly turned on the faucet and began to help Lin Hao wash the towel.

Lin Hao's cheeks also turned a little red. He originally thought that Li Nianqiu was just using it to wipe his face, but he didn't expect that he would eventually reach into his clothes.

Although he was a little embarrassed, he still explained in a low voice, "That towel is for wiping my face. The towel I use to wipe my face and the towel I use to take a bath are still separate."

He used to be a Sigma man who used one towel to wipe himself from head to toe, but his affluent life poisoned his spirit, and now he has started to use two towels.

But he was also glad that he did not maintain his old habit, otherwise the situation would have been even more embarrassing.

After hearing Lin Hao's explanation, Li Nianqiu's cheeks became even redder. When she thought of using the towel that Lin Hao used to wipe his face to wipe her chest, she scrubbed it even harder.

After a long time, she put the white towel under her nose and sniffed it gently. After confirming that there was no problem, she handed it to Lin Hao.

Lin Hao frowned slightly, looking at the towel that was torn into pieces in confusion, wondering if his towel used to be white?

He put the towel aside, looked at Li Nianqiu, and solemnly and seriously apologized again, "I'm sorry!"

"I shouldn't have described the suffering you went through so lightly and simply passed it over."

Everything he has now came from an accident, not from hard work.

He felt that he seemed to have become a little arrogant and began to believe in fate rather than personal efforts.

Just like a certain artist who has become famous by playing tricks on relationships between men and women, he can contemptuously say shocking remarks such as "Is there only so much energy a man has?" and "How much effort can it take?"

Because that was the arrangement of fate, she could easily reach the pinnacle of her life, and regarded that ease as her own hard work, believing that hard work was nothing more than that.

Lin Hao took a deep breath, and his mood began to become heavy. Memories before the time travel kept flooding into his mind.

The confusion and hardship when trying hard, the unwillingness to achieve no results, and the unbearable past that was so humble that it was buried in the dirt.

Even just looking back would make him feel so depressed that he couldn't breathe.

Because he has never succeeded, suffering is suffering after all, and it is not the cocoon that allows him to transform into a butterfly.

Li Nianqiu looked at Lin Hao who was bowing earnestly to apologize to her, and a very bright smile appeared on his face.

She walked forward and gently stroked Lin Hao's hair, then slowly lifted up Lin Hao's face and let Lin Hao look into her eyes.

She shook her head slightly and smiled brightly, "No."

"Those are not the hardships I experienced, but the path I walked."

Li Nianqiu took a deep breath, a faint blush appeared on her cheeks, and she stood on tiptoes and gently turned around in front of Lin Hao.

She wanted to tell Lin Hao that her life so far, all the happy and sad memories, had pieced together a living, flesh-and-blood person like her.

Seeing Li Nianqiu's calm expression at the moment, Lin Hao was also infected by her warm emotions and blurted out, "My life so far has been a failure, but this does not stop me from moving forward!"

Li Nianqiu thought for a moment, frowned slightly, shook his head and said, "It's not all failure, at least I got to know Qing Yi!"

She suddenly raised her head, looked at Lin Hao with burning eyes, stretched out her scallion-white index finger, pointed at Lin Hao's nose and said, "I also know you after the change!"

Lin Hao scratched his head shyly and grinned, "Hey! Actually, it's not that great!"

Li Nianqiu smiled and spread out her hands, gently shaking them in front of Lin Hao. "Look, the calluses on my hands have faded a lot."

"After a while, it should all subside."

Lin Hao nodded and agreed, "Do you need me to prepare some ointment? This will help you get rid of the calluses on your hands faster."

Li Nianqiu shook his head slightly, turned his head slightly, and whispered, "I want to say, if the calluses on my hands disappear."

"After it disappeared?" Lin Hao bent down slightly.

Li Nianqiu's voice was very soft, and even standing in front of her, it was difficult to hear clearly.

"Can we hold hands and go out to play together then?" Li Nianqiu lowered his head, his cheeks flushed.

She has never said such words to a boy before. Does this count as a confession?

"Of course!" Lin Hao said with a smile, "We can hold hands now!"

Li Nianqiu's heart was beating extremely violently. Looking at her hand hanging in the air, she carefully reached out and touched Lin Hao's fingertips.

The moment their fingertips touched, she raised her head and looked at Lin Hao's expression. Seeing that Lin Hao had no disgust or dissatisfaction at all, she slowly took Lin Hao's whole hand in hers.

She suddenly raised her head again, looking at Lin Hao who was so close to her with burning eyes, and said in a voice as thin as a mosquito, "Can I kiss you?"

Lin Hao was stunned for a moment, and blinked his innocent big eyes in confusion, not knowing what was going on.

How did they go from holding hands to kissing each other? And what happened after that? Is that the way a scumbag behaves?

"If you don't say anything, it will be taken as your consent." Li Nianqiu added.

She closed her eyes, counted "one, two, three" carefully, and while Lin Hao hadn't reacted yet, she stood on tiptoe and kissed the tip of Lin Hao's nose.

Before Lin Hao could react, she loosened her clasped hands and stammered, "I. I. I'm going back to my room."

She quickly opened the bathroom door, and one, two, three... a bunch of girls fell down at the bathroom door like a pyramid.