In fact, everyone has their own affairs, whether it is husband and wife, couples, parents, friends, they all have their own private space, don't they? You have yours, I have mine, we don't need to tell each other everything, we don't need to deliberately understand what is hidden, we can't say it, there is naturally a reason that can't be said, one day, when this reason no longer exists, naturally everything will be known. ”

Zuo Ziyi looked at Ran Ruoye with a serious face, her eyes were shining, her expression was solemn, every time he saw her say these opinions, she was like this.

She has her own ideas, she is not like a 19-year-old girl, she is different from ordinary women, different from ordinary people, this may be one of the things that attracts her!

Zuo Ziyi took two steps towards Wakaba, two and one, and took her into his arms!

"Ruoruo, thank you!"

"Thank me?" said half-loudly, and Wakaba spoke.

"Hmm. Her freshly washed hair, exuding a faint floral fragrance, lingered on the tip of his nose, his chin was against the top of her head, he couldn't help it, he buried his head in a light kiss, stroked the strands of hair with his hand, the cold and wet touch made him let go of Ran Ruoye, "Where is the wind?"

"Brother Yi, wait a minute, I'll go dry my hair first. With that, Wakaba walked to the bathroom, and because she was in a hurry, she tripped over the broom that fell to the ground, and she squatted down to pick it up and stand against the wall. smiled embarrassedly at Zuo Ziyi and stepped into the bathroom again.

As soon as her right hand held the hair dryer, a big hand wrapped her tightly: "I'll come!"

Ran Ruoye was stunned, Zuo Ziyi had already taken the hair dryer from her hand and turned on the power, he should have never blown hair on anyone, the action was very jerky and clumsy, and occasionally because he kept blowing in one place, Wakaba had a little burn, and because he blew a strand of hair hard, it would cause knots, Wakaye did not show any discomfort, feeling his fingertips running through the ends of her hair, and his heart was only full of happiness.

When her hair was finally dry and extremely messy, Wakaba looked up at herself in the mirror and smiled sweetly at Zuo Ziyi in the mirror: "Thank you, Brother Yi!"

She picked up the comb and slowly straightened out her hair, Zuo Ziyi stood next to enjoy this eye-catching scene, he actually wanted to comb her personally, but looking at the result of blowing her hair, he had to give up, it seems that he will have to practice more in the future.

Wakaba combed her hair, and naturally fell down from those hairs, she pressed all the hair covering her eyes behind her ears with her hands, and then turned her head and smiled at Zuo Ziyi: "Brother Yi, let's go out and sit!"

Zuo Ziyi didn't answer him, took out a small gift box that was a little deformed from the pocket of his clothes, and handed it to Wakaba, she opened her mouth and said silently: "For me?" Then under the gaze of the other party, she reached out and took it, looked at the gift box, and raised her eyes to ask Zuo Ziyi with her eyes, he lowered his chin a little and motioned for her to open it.

Ruoye slowly opened the box, and a lipstick came into view, she didn't take it immediately, but looked at Zuo Ziyi again suspiciously, she never wore makeup, how could she give herself a lipstick?

Zuo Ziyi took a step to the right, hugged her from behind Wakaba, lowered his head slightly, rested his chin on her shoulder, and raised his eyes to the pair of doubtful eyes in the mirror:

"That day, you said that if you received lipstick, you would not be angry again!"

Under his warm and affectionate gaze, Wakaba flipped through her memory, searched for a long time, and finally vaguely remembered that a few months ago, when she was still ignorant and secretly in love with him, a couple at the next table was quarreling, the boy gave the girl a lipstick, but the girl was still unyielding, she felt that the girl was too hypocritical, why should the boy be angry when he gave lipstick, if he changed himself, he would definitely not be angry anymore. She didn't know how she could have come up with such a sentence at that time, maybe it was inadvertent, so she naturally forgot about it later. But he didn't want his unintentional words to be remembered so clearly.

Ran Ruoye slowly put the big hands on her waist, and her body was even closer to the arms behind her.

Zuo Ziyi, who was standing behind him, looked down from Wakaba's shoulder, and the suspender was unobstructed. He resisted the tension of his body and continued: "Although Ruoruo is not angry, I feel that I still need to apologize to Ruoruo. Lipstick, if you like it?"

"Hmm!" Wakaba nodded, although she didn't wear makeup, but this was given by him, how could he not like it, not to mention that he was so attentive.

"Brother Yi, are you here for this?"

"Hmm!"

"Then you just ...... "Even if you are really angry, you don't need to be so excited!"

"I thought ......" Zuo Ziyi looked at Ran Ruoye again, it seemed that she was really fine, it seemed that she really cared about it.

"Hmm?..." Ran Ruoye couldn't help but speak out when she heard that there was no further text behind the three words.

The beautiful scenery in front of him is infinite, the voice in his ears is charming, and the arms are soft and boneless, Zuo Ziyi's reason tells him that he must leave immediately.

He withdrew her hand, let go of Wakaba, took a step back, and walked out, the roots of his ears were slightly red, he didn't look at Wakaba again, and said directly: "Your phone is turned off, and you haven't opened it when you knock on the door, so ......" Those three or five minutes of nervousness, to be honest, he didn't want to experience it, not because he was afraid of that feeling, but because he was afraid that something would happen to her.

"Is my phone turned off? I don't know! I've been doing laundry in the bathroom. Ran Ruoye followed and walked out, and then entered the bedroom, there was no mobile phone on the bedside table, and she looked at the desk again and still didn't see it.

Zuo Ziyi didn't follow in, he stood at the door and looked at the back standing next to the bed, this is Ruoruo's boudoir, thinking of the beauty he saw just now, his ears were slightly red, "Is there something wrong with Ruoruo calling me?"

Ran Ruoye flipped over the quilt and pillow, still no mobile phone, heard Zuo Ziyi's question, she repeated "call?", when she called Brother Yi, she went to the living room, and after hanging up, she looked at the sofa cover as if it was very dirty, so she threw her mobile phone down and removed the sofa cover, so...

Ran Ruoye wiped Zuo Ziyi's side, went to the living room, turned over a large piece of sponge that had already been messed up, and finally found the mobile phone in the corner of the sofa, she bent down and picked it up, and when she looked up, she bumped into Zuo Ziyi's attentive eyes, she pulled her nightgown awkwardly, and laughed twice: "I forgot the place!"

No wonder she didn't answer the phone, pressed into a pile of sponges, it's strange to hear it! Zuo Ziyi shook his head dotingly, Ruoruo is really sloppy in life.