"Then you Don't do that... " She began with some difficulty.

"That? Which? " Muyazhe picked up the eyebrows, but soon met her meaning.

It turned out that he was really worried about eating her!

"Come on, stop it. Come here."

The voice is tough, cloud poetry shoulders can not help but gently shake, the heart is not very willing.

However, he did not dare to disobey his orders, so he moved to his side inch by inch. Just near, he could easily smell the light fragrance on his body. The fragrance was quiet and elegant, just like the fragrance of Magnolia.

Muyazhe put a hand on her hair, wet, but with a warm heat. Rubbing hard, he raised his eyebrows and asked, "he ran out when his hair was still wet?"

It's easy to get migraine.

Women, especially at her age, need to take care of themselves. If you don't dry your hair in time, when the moisture enters your body, you will always have a headache when you are a little older.

This girl really doesn't know how to take care of herself, doesn't she even know this common sense?

Yunshishi shook his head and said, "I usually have a bath and my hair is naturally dry."

Muyazhe pinched her cheek. He said it was not light or heavy, but it was funny. "Go and blow the hair dryer, or you'll catch a cold."

As soon as the voice fell, yunshishi's eyes widened incredibly. Is this man concerned about her?

Listening to his almost spoiled tone, Yunshi's heart is warm.

You know, since she was so old, it seems that only her father cared for her so much. Since her father's bankruptcy, her family has fallen. She has been treated coldly by others. Li Qin and Yunna are always indifferent to her.

In school, because we are always immersed in learning, we are not close to other students. In school, we are all alone.

The head teacher is also considerate of her, but

Yunshishi is really a girl who knows how to be satisfied, and is also a girl who is easily moved. Because of his words, his little face turned red, "I don't know where there is a hair dryer..."

"In the first drawer of the dresser."

"Oh, oh." Yunshishi nodded, stood up and ran into it. When I opened the first drawer, I saw a big white hair dryer.

She picked it up. This hair dryer is very beautiful. It is suitable for him at first sight.

It also looks very advanced, just like those in the barber shop. It's just that the hair dryer is too big and heavy. She can't hold one hand and feels heavy, let alone use it.

Besides, her hands are soft now. She has no strength. This hair dryer is too heavy.

Plugged in the power, yunshishi began to blow her hair clumsily.

She seldom uses a hair dryer because she has too little time. She has to work when she is studying. She has to study for credits and catch up with papers.

After work, I always come home late, and I rush to work in the morning after I squeeze out the time to wash my head, and let the wind blow dry naturally. Therefore, I seldom have such a leisurely mood, and I will definitely blow dry my hair after taking a bath.

Because the hair dryer was too heavy, she had to hold her hands and blow against her hair in a gust of wind.

She didn't know much about blowing her hair, but she knew that she had done it earlier, so she turned the wind speed to the maximum, which was terrible. A beautiful hair was so disordered and disordered. Yunshishi twisted her eyebrows regretfully, and some clumsily took out one hand to trim her hair, but it became more disordered.

When he heard a few soft voices in the bathroom from time to time, he couldn't help wondering what the girl was up to again.

When I went to the door, I couldn't help but feel a little confused.

I saw a piece of green silk in yunshishi was blown in a mess and the ends of his hair were finished. At this moment, the little fool was holding a comb to comb.

But the hair is half dry and half wet, and it's difficult to comb it up. It's so painful that I'm embarrassed. Look at it. It seems that tears will fall down.

Through the mirror, she saw the man standing behind her. She was stunned and surprised. Then she saw that mu Yazhe in the mirror had taken the comb from her hand, lifted her hair in one hand, and combed her hair gently in the other hand.