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Thinking like this, the hair dryer in my hand gradually stopped working, and my hair was clean and fresh, and it drooped naturally.

Rong Xiaorong turned around and began to look around the entire bedroom with an uneasy gaze.

Huge bedrooms with no extra furniture.

Only a large round bed occupies the center of the bedroom.

Round bed ......

Seven years ago, it was on a similar round bed......

As long as Rong Xiaorong thought of the scene when he woke up in the early hours of that morning, his chest tightened and hurt.

A simple bedside table, a lazy and comfortable Luohan couch......

It has no other purpose than reading and leisure use.

This is an empty and easy-to-see bedroom...... Even if people want to borrow things to block, it won't help.

What's more, now, Rong Xiaorong's gaze fell straight on the bed.

Although there are two pillows, there is only one soft pillow for sleeping.

The other is the pillow that leans on the back when reading, which is quite stiff.

And...... There is only one quilt......

When his gaze stopped here, Rong Xiaorong's heart tightened slightly.

couldn't help frowning, and couldn't help cursing in his heart.

Damn Huayu, you have prepared so many clothes and daily necessities......

Why is it this bed...... It's just your bed and pillow......

How do I sleep on this......

Could it be that you really plan to share the same bed and cover the same quilt?!

Bad apple! Stream ~~~mang!

Rong Xiaorong's small hands tightly grasped the hard pillow, and his eyes had already diluted for a while. No idea.

I was so nervous that I didn't know what to do next, and the invisible door embedded in the wall was easily pushed open.

Hua Yu was dressed in an ink-colored silk nightgown while wiping water stains from his hair. He walked out with a heavy step.

The gaze was deep and stagnant, as if Rong Xiaorong in this bedroom was transparent and no longer existed.

He walked to the window, picked up the hair dryer that Rong Xiaorong had used just now, and his slender fingers ran through his short hair, and the air outlet of the hair dryer was attached to his hair. Blowing softly.

It is as if the tender grass on the grassland, soothed by the wind, bows its head softly.

Window. The lights are colorful, and the night in Kyoto is wonderfully quiet;

In front of the window, his figure was long. Stand proudly. The broad back is as dignified and powerful as a mountain.

It's so beautiful! How can you blow your hair and be elegant like this?!

For a while, Rong Xiaorong was dizzy again.

His legs and feet were slightly weak, and he was careless and almost fell.

I only subconsciously propped up the bed with my hands.

But this action made Hua Yu's hand stop.

He turned around, his eyes glazed over, and glanced at her as if he were looking down, not caring for her embarrassment or embarrassment.

His powerful aura. Even wearing a soft nightgown didn't affect his innate nature in the slightest. The arrogance that makes people look up.

"Come here, blow my head." Huayu's voice was cold without a trace of temperature.

"Me?" Rong Xiaorong was a little puzzled.

"Can you find the third person in this room?" Hua Yu's face was pale.

"Oh." I don't know why, I actually responded, and what is even more puzzling is that my legs and feet also involuntarily went in his direction.

"Cold wind, or warm wind?" Taking the hair dryer, Rong Xiaorong asked a little stiffly.

"Warm." Just took a shower, the temperature of the central air conditioner in the room was slightly cold, and there were water stains on his head, Huayu just said lightly.

The hair dryer was turned on again, and there was a quiet sound of wind wafting out of the hair dryer.

Huayu sat quietly on the chair, closed his eyes slightly, and waited for the next enjoyment.

Because it was the first time to help someone blow their hair, and the other party was a member of the opposite sex...... Rong Xiaorong's movements were a little clumsy.

In the past, when I dried Qian Bao's hair, it was simple and rude and I used a towel directly......

The hair dryer was in hand, but he didn't know how to let his fingers get deep into his short hair.

After embarrassingly fiddling with the position a few times, he finally stiffened his head and gently covered his hand directly.

Her hands are gentle and dexterous, and because she is clumsy, she is a little cautious.

When the fingers brushed the hair, with the warmth of the hair dryer, there was an itchy sensation, from the top of the head, straight to the root of the ears.

After only a few blows, Hua Yu's eyes couldn't close.

To be precise, Huayu simply couldn't sit still.

The urge in the body to be stimulated by the itchy sensation must burst out from time to time.

At first, the hands were easily held on the armrests, but in a moment they became tightly grasped.

The slightly curved knuckles protrude slightly, and the green tendons on the back of the hand are highlighted because of the force.

Underneath him, an irrepressible feeling made him feel suddenly thirsty again.

Swallowing saliva up and down, through the floor-to-ceiling window, Rong Xiaorong saw his Adam's apple rolling with a sense of emotion.

The movement of the fingers subconsciously stopped.

"Change the cold air!" Hua Yu said a little irritably.

"Cold wind?!" Rong Xiaorong didn't react.

Didn't you need a warm wind just now, why do you suddenly need a cold wind now?!

"Why are you still stunned?!" Huayu's voice urged again.

When the hair dryer rang again, a cool feeling had already floated out of the air outlet.

The top of Huayu's head was slightly comfortable.

But for a moment, when Rong Xiaorong's fingers touched it again, he couldn't sit still anymore.

"Enough!" After that, the long figure got up suddenly, then walked to the side of the bed with a gloomy face, turned over, pulled the quilt, and fell asleep alone with his eyes closed, not wanting to look at her again.

He's going to sleep like this, huh?

Rong Xiaorong was a little at a loss.

I don't know if I should sleep next to him or go back to the guest room downstairs in the next moment......

Just standing stupidly, with a hair dryer in his hand.

"Why are you still stunned? Turn off the lights! Hua Yu's voice was as cold as ice, and he was suddenly thrown out of bed.

Rong Xiaorong was agitated for a while, ran to the side of the bed quickly, snapped a few times, and really turned off the headlights of the entire bedroom, as well as the reading lights and sleep lights next to the bed......

In the darkness, she could only hear her own breathing and heartbeat.

The tranquility of the night slowly spreads out.

The eyes gradually adjusted to the light sensation of the dark night.

Hua Yu on the other side turned over and fell asleep, covering his body under the quilt, gently undulating, and seemed to gradually fall asleep.

Rong Xiaorong's heart calmed down a little, breathed a sigh of relief, turned around and cautiously walked towards the door.

Now that he had fallen asleep, she still wanted to go back to the guest room downstairs......

After all, since that time seven years ago, she has never committed herself to anyone else.

"What are you going for?" There was a sharp voice, coming from the bed in the dark.

"I ......"

Without waiting for her to explain, Hua Yu opened his mouth again. "Sleep!"

She cautiously returned to the bed again, and pulled the quilt back slowly.

There was a faint smell of pine, and the smell of cotton cloth from the bedding came from her, which calmed her mood a little more.

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(President Hua, what do you want?!) I can't sleep! People can go to work the next day~ A doctor, how can I do without a good night's sleep~(@^_^@)~ Today's third update is here~ The last day of the month~ Rongrong is still very diligent, come and praise me and reward me~~Ask for subscription~Ask for all support~) (To be continued......)