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What is he referring to, is it the creation of man?

Seeing that she was blushing, Beichen Shaoting hooked his lips, deliberately lowered his head, and leaned into her ear.

"Business, of course......" his voice was soft, deliberately elongated......

"Blow your hair!" Just when Mo Qianqian's face became redder and redder, his voice followed and sounded again.

This moment...... She froze.

Blow...... Hair?

Is this what he calls a business?

Although he was stunned, Mo Qianqian still tried to keep himself calm.

"Oh...... I'll blow it myself. She nodded, then said calmly.

"I'll help you!" Beichen Shaoting's voice fell, so he directly took the hair dryer on the sofa and plugged it in.

The hair dryer was turned on and some noise was heard.

Since he could only use one hand, Beichen Shaoting's movements were a little stiff.

His movements were gentle, and the hair dryer's hair dryer was some distance away from her scalp so as not to burn her.

But Mo Qianqian didn't say anything, just sat quietly in his arms, and let him help her blow her long wet hair.

When his hair was blown, Mo Qianqian was a little tired, and suddenly forgot about the business of 'creating a man'.

She climbed into bed, got under the covers, and fell asleep exhausted.

After a while, Beichen Shaoting followed.

To prevent her from suffocating, he pulled the quilt off her head, revealing her face that had fallen asleep peacefully.

He pursed his lips and leaned over her to kiss her before turning off the light.

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This night, Mo Qian's light sleep was very sweet, and he didn't dream much.

When I woke up in the morning, Beichen Shaoting beside me was gone.

She lifted the quilt and sat up, only to find a note and a rose on the bedside table!

Only after taking the note did she read the words written on it.

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- Breakfast is ready, hurry up and eat it after washing!

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She put the note down and shifted her gaze to the red rose.

She reached for the rose, put it on the tip of her nose and sniffed it, with a smile of surprise on her face.

Although she and Beichen Shaoting have been married for a long time, they are really like a young couple who have just gotten married.

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She got up with roses, wore Beichen Shaoting's shirt, and walked around the bedroom, but she didn't see Beichen Shaoting's figure.

Early in the morning, he left a note, where did the person go?

Thinking about it, Mo Qianqian planned to go to the balcony to see if she could see him, she opened the floor-to-ceiling window in the bedroom and smelled a faint smell of sea.

The taste of the sea here is different from that of Z City......

But she couldn't say what the difference was.

The sea in Z City is a familiar taste......

And the sea here is a little more sweet.

She originally thought that Beichen Shaoting would go swimming again in the morning, but when she went to the balcony, she saw that there was no one in the open-air swimming pool at all.

Did he eat breakfast downstairs?

I don't know why, Mo Qianqian is suddenly looking forward to it today and wants to see him.

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Mo shallow and carefully washed, tidied up his hair, and wiped his skin care products.

Because she still didn't see her clothes, she could only continue to wear Beichen Shaoting's shirt.

Fortunately, there were no other idlers walking around in this villa, and it was much more natural for her to dress like this.