So when he was so big, Xuan Nankui never used a hair dryer, every time he took a shower and sat quietly on the balcony for a while, waiting for his hair to dry naturally, he went to bed, which is why Xuan Nankui's hair quality is so good.

But tonight is different, it's a little faster, plus he has to go to work tomorrow, Xuan Nankui is really sleepy, and he doesn't want to wait for his hair to dry naturally.

Xuan Nankui thought that he had carefully climbed into bed, but he didn't know that his every move had already been in Nan Haoran's eyes.

Seeing that Xuan Nankui was about to go to bed with wet hair, Nan Haoran frowned unhappily.

Does this little woman have common sense in life, doesn't she know that sleeping with wet hair will cause migraines?

Just when Xuan Nankui was about to lie down, Nan Haoran opened his eyes, sat up, and dragged Xuan Nankui's body that was about to lie down.

"Ahh ”

The sudden contact made Xuan Nankui scream. 、

"What's it called. ”

Nan Haoran's deep voice sounded in Xuan Nankui's ears, and the warm breath went down the collar into Xuan Nankui's neck, and Xuan Nankui shivered.

"You, didn't you sleep. ”

Xuan Nankui slowly turned his head, looked at Nan Haoran with a black face, and stammered.

"You're going to sleep like this?"

Nan Haoran didn't answer Xuan Nankui's question, but looked at Xuan Nankui's wet hair and asked.

Xuan Nankui, who was still in a state of confusion, nodded stunned.

"You really are. ”

Seeing Xuan Nankui's stunned appearance, Nan Haoran had a feeling of hating iron but not steel.

"Come down. ”

", what. ”

Xuan Nankui watched his hands and feet get out of bed, and Nan Haoran, who was standing next to him, asked with a puzzled expression.

The hair that was still dripping flowed down his neck to the placket of his clothes, and Xuan Nankui's entire collar was already wet, but he himself didn't know that he would definitely catch a cold if he continued like this.

Nan Haoran's eyes darkened, and when he thought that Xuan Nankui might catch a cold, he was a little irritable, and he didn't bother to explain, so he pulled Xuan Nankui up from the bed.

Xuan Nankui exclaimed and stood in front of Nan Haoran.

Xuan Nankui saw that Nan Haoran in front of him was only wearing a pair of pants, Xuan Nankui instantly blushed, stretched out his hand to cover his eyes, it was really spicy eyes!

"What are you doing blindfolded?"

Nan Haoran raised his eyebrows, looked at the flush on Xuan Nankui's face, and asked knowingly.

"You, you put your clothes on. ”

"Why?"

Nan Haoran deliberately teased Xuan Nankui.

"You, you're going to catch a cold like that. ”

Xuan Nankui thought about it for a long time before he came up with such a good excuse.

"Yes, it turns out that Madame cares so much about her husband, but Madame doesn't have to worry, her husband is in good health, and this cold is nothing. ”

Nan Haoran said with an evil smile rising at the corner of his mouth.

"You, you really are. ”

Xuan Nankui was angry.

Anyway, as Nan Haoran who is watched, he doesn't care, so he doesn't have to care, thinking like this, Xuan Nankui put down his hands that covered his eyes, and looked at death as if he were at home.

Looking at Xuan Nankui's expression, Nan Haoran almost didn't laugh out loud, but he still maintained that facial paralysis expression and didn't break his skills.

Xuan Nankui's eyes were rolling, but he didn't dare to look at Nan Haoran's neck down.

"Huh. ”

Nan Haoran chuckled, Xuan Nankui's appearance was really funny, Nan Haoran wanted to continue teasing, but seeing that Xuan Nankui's collar was wet and had a tendency to spread downward, he retracted his heart to make fun of Xuan Nankui.

It's still physically important, funny or something, and there will be time in the future.

Thinking like this, Nan Haoran turned around and pulled Xuan Nankui to the front of the dresser, pressed Xuan Nankui on the chair, and walked into the bathroom by himself.

Xuan Nankui didn't know what Nan Haoran was going to do, but he also sat on the chair obediently and didn't move.

When he saw the hair dryer in Nan Haoran's hand, Xuan Nankui knew for a while, this was to help him blow his hair?

"Well, don't bother, I don't blow my hair. ”

"Why?"

Nan Haoran held the hand of the hair dryer for a moment, and he didn't understand why.

"My mom said that the hair dryer hurts my hair, so I haven't used it when I'm so big. ”

When Qianjinjin was mentioned, Xuan Nankui's eyes darkened.

Although Qianjinjin has been dead for so long, this matter has always been a pimple in Xuan Nankui's heart.

"So, you don't know how to use a hair dryer?"

Nan Haoran raised his eyebrows.

Xuan Nankui pursed his lips and nodded.

"Don't worry, the Nan family doesn't have an inferior hair dryer yet, and it won't hurt your hair. ”

As he spoke, Nan Haoran walked behind Xuan Nankui with a hair dryer that had been turned on and turned on.

For Nan Haoran's words, Xuan Nankui had an inexplicable sense of trust, so he let Nan Haoran ruffle his hair.

Nan Haoran touched Xuan Nankui's hair, and his heart was soft, Xuan Nankui's hair quality was really good, like fine silk, and it was slippery to the touch.

Running along his hair, Nan Haoran slowly blew up.

Xuan Nankui looked at Nan Haoran's expression behind him through the mirror in front of him.

Nan Haoran's affection is very focused now, holding Xuan Nankui's hair as if he was holding some rare treasure, and his eyes are full of pity and pampering.

Looking at Nan Haoran like this, Xuan Nankui's heart was relieved for a while, and he felt that he was a treasure cared for by Nan Haoran.

After Qianjinjin died, Xuan Nankui felt that his whole world had collapsed, and he felt that there would never be someone in this world who loved him as much.

But when he saw Nan Haoran, Xuan Nankui's heart was throbbing, and the feeling of being loved came back, Xuan Nankui didn't know how he could get such favor from Nan Haoran.

As if it was a dream, Xuan Nankui was very afraid that there would be nothing left when he woke up from the dream, and at this moment, Xuan Nankui suddenly didn't want Nan Haoran to find out the cause of Qianjinjin's death so quickly.

Once the black hand behind the scenes is caught, will the relationship between himself and Nan Haoran end here? Thinking that he and Nan Haoran don't want to do it anymore, Xuan Nankui felt a heartache.

His eyes were slightly red, although he coveted this kind of tenderness, but Xuan Nankui knew that these things did not belong to him, if it was a dream, Xuan Nankui hoped that he would never think about it when he was asleep, Xuan Nankui slowly closed his eyes.

Nan Haoran's slender fingers shuttled back and forth in his hair, and from time to time he gently kneaded his head, and the warm wind of the hair dryer blew Xuan Nankui's cheeks, everything was so peaceful and comfortable.

Xuan Nankui said unconsciously.

Nan Haoran, who was standing behind him and was concentrating on blowing his hair, because Xuan Nankui's gaze was too warm, he paid attention to Xuan Nankui's emotions.

When he saw the thick and indissoluble sadness in Xuan Nankui's eyes, Nan Haoran felt a pain in his heart, and he couldn't tell where Xuan Nankui's grief came from.

God knows, how much Nan Haoran wanted to hug such Xuan Nankui tightly in his arms and help Xuan Nankui expel all the unhappiness, but Nan Haoran didn't do it.