Wu Hai weakly shrank to the side and said in a muffled voice, "Why did Mr. Rong and Miss Nie leave again?"

Didn't Mr. Rong send Miss Nie home?

Why did you send the two of them away again?

A male bodyguard who looked about the same as Wu Hai replied lightly: "Are you sure you want to ask?"

Wu Hai was choked, turned his head, and ignored him.

The world of single dogs is full of malice!

Nie Tiantian and Rong Hancheng went back to the old residential building together.

I have to say that in addition to the decoration in Ronghan City, which is too gloomy and depressing, the facilities are really good.

took a shower, changed into clean pajamas, wiped his hair with a towel and walked out, and as soon as he came out, he bumped into Rong Hancheng's arms.

"Why are you at the door?"

Rong Hancheng wasn't dealing with work just now, why did he run to the door of the bathroom?

Wait for yourself or go to the toilet?

Rong Hancheng's throat rolled up and down, took her hair towel, wiped it gently, and didn't answer her question, "Is there anything uncomfortable in the body?"

Nie tilted his head, his face flushed by the steam was pink and tender, and he looked like a peach in August and September.

"It's not uncomfortable, you want to go in and wash?"

Rong Hancheng didn't stop, and with his other hand, he took the time to bring the hair dryer hanging at the door, took Nie Tian's hand, and walked to the sofa.

"I'll go back later. ”

Now my main job is to help her dry her hair.

Nie Tiantian sensed his intentions, and smiled a little embarrassedly, "It's okay, I can blow it myself, you wash it early and rest early." ”

Although Rong Hancheng's complexion in the past few days has been much better than when she first woke up, the blue and black are always there now.

One day Nie Tiantian slept dishonestly at night, got up at night, found that Rong Hancheng was not there, and walked to the door, only to see him sitting in the basement hall, with a computer in front of him, and was dealing with work.

She looked at the wall clock with the hands on 2.

It turned out that he went to bed with him on time at ten o'clock, and when he fell asleep in the early morning, he quietly got up and went to the hall to deal with work.

Nie Tiantian didn't see this.

She felt sorry for Rong Hancheng, but she also respected Rong Hancheng's decision.

If it weren't for Dihua's work that needed to be dealt with urgently, he wouldn't have worked so hard.

When that's done, he'll be able to get some rest.

After all, behind him is Dihua, and it is the survival problem of thousands of Dihua employees.

"It's okay, you sit down first. "Press Nie Tiantian to the sofa and sit down, bend down, plug in the power of the hair dryer, and wisps of hot air blow out of the hair dryer and blow on Nie Tiantian's face, bringing a warm and warm touch.

Run your fingers through the hair to allow the hot air to dry the roots.

His movements are gentle and skillful, and he doesn't feel uncomfortable at all.

"Rong Hancheng, have you blown someone's hair?"

It's unlikely that someone else's hair has been blown so well.

Rong Hancheng's eyes flashed, his movements did not stop, and he responded vaguely: "Hmm." ”

He grew so big that for the first time he was blowing hair on someone other than himself.

"No wonder blowing is so comfortable. ”

She said that it is impossible to blow so well without some experience.

I think that at the beginning, I had a whim, and I used myself as an experiment, and I tested the male protagonist blowing her hair for the female protagonist in the TV series, either her scalp hurt when the wind was too hot, or the action was too big to tear off a few of her hairs.

Anyway, the scene can only be described as miserable.

Ten minutes later

Nie Tiantian dried his hair, Rong Hancheng took clean pajamas into the bathroom to wash, Nie Tiantian sat on the sofa, listening to the sound of "whooshing" water in the bathroom, only to feel a little thirsty.

I looked around, found the water dispenser accurately, and poured a cup of cold water to suppress the thirst in my throat.

Whoa, whoa, whoa—

Nie tilted his hand in annoyance and waved his hand as far away from the bathroom as possible.

I didn't find that the sound insulation of my hand washing was so bad before!

The living room is definitely not staying, the "whooshing" sound of water in the bathroom is too affecting people, so I can only run into the master bedroom with the computer, close the door, and the ears are quiet.

The master bedroom is large and has a balcony, except for the wardrobe, bed and bedside table, there is no fourth piece that is larger and larger.

Nie Tiantian just wants to sit on the code word, and there is no condition.

Is it quiet in the room or back to the living room affected by the sound of water in the bathroom?

Nie Tiantian chose the former.

As soon as I took off my shoes, I rolled to the bed, rolled around, put the pillow behind my back as a backrest, sat on the bed, put the computer on my lap, and crossed my legs.

It may seem that the action may be uncomfortable, but when you enter the plot, you won't feel uncomfortable.

This is the first time in the past few days that Nie Tiantian has been so thoughtful, and his hand is clicking on the keyboard.

It wasn't until a person approached with the unique cold aura of Rong Hancheng's body that she came back to her senses, stopped the movements of her hands, turned her head, and smiled at Rong Hancheng, who was already sitting on the edge of the bed, "Have you washed it?"

In the dim light, the girl smiled brightly.

Rong Hancheng's heart was hit by something, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously hooked up a smile, "Hmm." Why don't you write on the table outside?"

The outside table is noticeably more comfortable than on the bed.

When he went in to take a shower, she wasn't still sitting at the living room table, ready to write.

How did people run into the room in the blink of an eye.

Nie Tiantian's face was a little unnatural, and he coughed lightly: "The chair is a little hard, and the bed is relatively soft." ”

In fact, she listened to the sound of "whooshing" water in the bathroom and was so excited that she couldn't get into the state at all.

The sound insulation of the hand washing is so bad, and the sound of the water is so clear, Rong Hancheng doesn't even know?

Could it be that when I just washed, Rong Hancheng was not there?

Seeing that Rong Hancheng's expression was not abnormal, Nie Qian wisely withdrew his thoughts.

Rong Hancheng took the laptop on her lap and put it on the bedside table casually, "How long have you been sitting?"

Nie Tiantian glanced at the wall clock in the room and secretly calculated the time, "It should only be more than twenty minutes." ”

She came in at half-past nine, and it was now nine-fifty-two.

Twenty-two minutes or so.

"Sleepy or not?"

Nie Tiantian clenched his fists in front of his chest and blurted out: "Don't be sleepy!"

Just when she was writing about the excitement, the more she wrote, the more excited she became, and she didn't feel sleepy at all.

She felt that she could fight at night now!

No problem at all!

Rong Hancheng hooked his lips and smiled, touching her head, "Then you will write for a while?"

Nie Tiantian turned into a little white rabbit when he landed, looking at him with a pair of eyes, a little disbelieving, "Is it okay?"

Usually, Rong Hancheng always asks her to rest more and use her brain less.

At this point in time, it was already the usual bedtime time, and she was actually ready for Rong Hancheng to let herself sleep, but she didn't expect Rong Hancheng to ask herself if she wanted to write for a while.

Want!

Absolutely!

Her exciting plot is not finished yet!

If you don't finish writing, it's like something tickling your waist, scratching your ears and cheeks.

Under Nie Tian's hopeful gaze, Rong Hancheng nodded, and his thin lips spit out two words: "Yes." ”

Nie Tiantian almost jumped three feet high, touched Rong Hancheng's threatening gaze, and changed his body to a small movement and trembled.

Glad!

So happy!

Chong Rong Hancheng stretched out his hand and motioned for him to put the computer on the bedside table and give it to himself: "Hurry up, give me the computer..."

She felt like she could write another 10,000 words today!