Luo Xiaoqian pressed the switch, the hair dryer just didn't respond, she turned her face suspiciously, only then did she remember that she didn't plug in the power supply, and was busy putting down the hair dryer and going to get the socket.

"Stupid!"

With a low scolding, Leng Zimo came over, reached out with his long arm, and inserted the plug into the socket one step ahead of her.

"You try to take a shower with one hand!"

retorted to him in a low voice, Luo Xiaoqian raised her hand and grabbed the hair dryer, but once again grabbed it.

"Sit down!"

Leng Zimo grabbed the hair dryer in one hand and raised his chin to the wooden chair in the bathroom where he could sit when changing clothes.

"I ...... myself"

"Sit down!" Impatience was tinged in his tone.

Tightening the bathrobe, Luo Xiaoqian sat on the wooden chair with her back to him.

Leng Zimo took a big towel, grabbed her long hair and squeezed the water, then turned on the hair dryer and helped her blow her hair.

The hair dryer buzzed, his palm picked up her long hair, and his fingertips inadvertently wiped her hair, it turned out to be a damn tingling, Luo Xiaoqian's heart beat, Luo Xiaoqian's heart beat inexplicably fast.

She was facing the bathroom mirror, and she could see him in the mirror just out of the corner of her eye.

Leng Zimo's lips were pursed slightly at the moment, his beautiful lips were pursed into a straight line, and his expression was very focused, as if he was not blowing his hair, but playing some beloved piano music......

When this man is not angry, he is really impeccablely handsome.

Looking at his side face, she instinctively remembered how he played the piano, and in her collection, there was a selection of his MVs, and when she was a girl, she always liked to sit on the couch and watch him play, and then imagine that or one day, she would be able to sing with him.

At that time, where would she have thought that one day, she and him would become what they are now?!

"Change your clothes and go downstairs!"

Leng Zimo's voice pulled her back to reality.

Luo Xiaoqian hurriedly got up and walked out of the bathroom behind him, he walked over, opened the closet, and looked at the clothes she hung in the closet, he just frowned.

In addition to jeans and T-shirts, is she going to wear these to the press conference with him?!

Casually took out her two clothes and threw them on the bed, he turned around and walked in front of her, his hand reached for her belt, noticed her corset in his hand, and realized that he wanted to help her change clothes, Luo Xiaoqian just had hot cheeks.

"Myself, I can!"

Glancing at her red face that was about to drip blood, Leng Zimo did not insist.

"Come down right after changing!"

At the command, he strode out the door.

Luo Xiaoqian listened to his footsteps and walked away, so she grabbed the underwear he took out for her, quickly put it on her body, and then the corset, and as a result, she encountered the same problem again.

It turns out that putting on a corset with one hand is more troublesome than taking it off.

Gritting her teeth, she simply ignored it, put on her pants, T-shirt, and socks directly, and tidied up a little, and she hurriedly went downstairs.

All the way to the kitchen, I saw that he was bringing a casserole from the fire and putting it on the table, the dishes and chopsticks next to him were ready, and on the kitchen cabinet next to him, there was a large bag he brought back before.

It turns out that he called her to eat, not for her to cook?!

Looking at Leng Zimo, who was carefully holding the pork liver soup from the casserole with a spoon, Luo Xiaoqian suddenly felt that the man in front of her was so strange.

This man, is it really Leng Zimo who bites her and grabs her and declares his ownership?