"Come here, I'll blow it for you."

Su Zhe picked up the hair dryer from the sink and turned it to a suitable wind, and heard only a whining noise around him.

He blew his hair very gently, using his hand between the hair dryer and his scalp, only letting a few wisps of hot air pass through his fingers and then pass through, as if he was afraid of burning her.

He gently combed the knotted hair with his fingers, was it better to pull it out, or was it better to pull it out?

Forget it, you'll be beaten if you pull it off directly.

Let's dismantle it honestly.

The fingertips ran across the scalp, like a spring breeze gently brushing the cheeks, and there was a feeling of crispiness and numbness.

His fingers were slender and dexterous, and he could find any fish that hadn't been blown dry.

Ye Lu turned her back to him, leaving him with only a pitch-black back of his head.

However, in the mirror, his face was clearly visible.

The hot air after the shower hasn't had time to dissipate.

Filled in the air, warm and moist.

His face was hidden behind the mist, and he disappeared from time to time.

He was so focused, staring intently at his hair, so focused that he didn't notice anyone peeping at him in the mirror.

A man who focuses on one thing is so cute.

The whining stopped.

Su Zhe hung the hair dryer back up, turned around again, poked his fingers into her hair, and ran it from top to bottom, making sure that this time it was completely dry.

Only then did he notice that the person in the mirror, although his back was to him, was staring at him.

He was a head taller than her, so standing behind her, the view was completely unobstructed.

Looking in the mirror, the woman standing in front of him, the collar of the garment, there were still damp water stains, you could see the looming bulge.

The sound of breathing was a little worse with the steaming heat, and it seemed that the rhythm of something had also become faster.

He swallowed a mouthful of saliva, squeezing down the hot sensation that rushed up, his fingers still resting between her hair, but unconsciously pressing hard against her head.

"Whew......" Ye Lu was poked in the head by him, and a sense of pain hit him, and he grinned.

The hot air in the hair dryer is still lingering in the small space, mixed with the fresh aroma of shower gel.

Originally, he tried very hard to suppress that instinctive impulse, but when he heard this shout, his mind was buzzing, and he couldn't think of anything.

The water vapor adhered to the wall and merged into a stream of water.

The whole wall has a kind of tidal sticky touch, and as soon as you put it on, it feels cool and swishing.

Ye Lu, who was pushed to the root of the wall, didn't know what was going on, her eyes were wide open, and she saw that the man in front of her had already pounced and bit her.

However, although she had learned how to accept his kiss from the cunning thing in her mouth, she still did not know where to put her hand, and to hold his back.

Simply, it's good to hang down by the wall, however, the water mist on the wall doesn't feel very good, a bit like steaming sweat.

Su Zhe was completely immersed in uncontrollability at this time, his hand ran through her hair, across her cheeks, behind her ears, on her neck, and continued down, touching the hard collarbone, and then down, as if there was a particularly soft place.

However, he was suddenly stunned, and the whole person stopped.

Because the moment his hand touched that soft place, he felt Ye Lu's body tremble, and she flashed a few steps to the side and hid far away.

Only then did he look up and see her blank face, her hands still frozen in mid-air, and another stream of heat rushed to his heart.

This time, it's not restlessness, it's shame.

"I ......" he couldn't explain what he had just thought about, and the hand that seemed to have accidentally put it on her chest, suddenly rushed out of the bathroom, ran to the bed, and picked up the quilt to cover her face.

Ye Lu looked at his gaffe, but didn't care.

Still in the bathroom.

She just quietly walked to the mirror, followed Su Zhe's example, poked her fingertips into her hair, ran her scalp, closed her eyes, and enjoyed the touch.

The feeling of being caressed is better than a kiss.

It's just that she is the only one left in the mirror.

And what about that one?

When she poked her head out to look, she saw a scene where her heart was budding.

Su Zhe wrapped his whole body in the quilt and curled up into a ball.

It's like a child who has made a mistake squatting in the corner of the wall and thinking, more like a shy little daughter-in-law arching at the foot of the bed.

She looked at the white thing that had turned into a ball on the bed, as if someone had forgotten to pack the giant white-flour steamed buns and take them away.

"You like to sleep with your head covered, too?" Ye Lu asked jokingly.

"Hmm." There was a muffled sound under the covers.

"It's really like me." Ye Lu glanced in that direction and laughed secretly.

He's still shy, and cute.

She walked to her bed, and looked back at the bed where Su Zhe slept on, it was still like that, and she hadn't moved.

He turned his back to himself, and he turned his back to him.

With a snap, the lights were turned off.

"Good night." She didn't cover her head, she just pursed her lips and snickered.

"Good night." A muffled voice came from the quilt over there.

……

By the time the first rays of the morning sun came in, she was already awake.

On this day, I really got up very early.

It's been a long time.

When people have something to worry about, they will naturally not sleep so peacefully.

Subconsciously tell yourself that if you wake up, you will definitely wake up.

And what she was concerned about was to see the first rays of light through the side of his face.

If someone says I want to sleep with you, he's a hooligan; If someone says I want to get up with you, then he is Xu Zhimo.

It turns out that you can really get up together, but you don't have to sleep together.

Turning around, the person in the bed across from him was still asleep.

Finally, no more head-covering.

It can be seen that he doesn't like to sleep with his head covered at all.

It's not a ball anymore.

Instead, the quilt didn't know when he kicked it to the ground.

He also likes to kick the quilt?

The habits of the two people are really similar.

It's a pity that this time, he is not lying flat, but slightly on his side.

In this way, you can't see the side of his face from this angle.

Ye Lu tiptoed out of bed, walked to his bedside, and found a suitable angle, still the same familiar look.

The sun shone on his little half of his face, half bright, half shadowy.

The straight lines on the bridge of his nose, as if carefully carved by a carving knife, floated with a layer of shimmer, which was extremely beautiful.

Unable to help it, she reached out and poked the bridge of his nose, feeling a little too unreal.

With this poke, Su Zhe opened his eyes suddenly.

At this time, he was as vigilant as a cat.

Ye Lu's fingers were still stuck in mid-air, looking at him motionless.

Su Zhe suddenly smiled warmly, and a bubble sound came out of his throat, "Good morning." ”

"Good morning." She followed his words.

Unexpectedly, there was an extra thrust of a hand on her back, and she fell down hard, hitting the warm chest.

When she wanted to get up, there was a hand behind her, the force was not big or small, but it just pressed her, and she could only lie on him obediently.

"Where's the good morning kiss?" Su Zhe looked at her with a blank expression, like a child asking for candy.

Ye Lu was very close to him, and he could feel the hot breath exhaled from his nose closely.

She tilted her head and pecked the right side of Su Zhe's face.

"emmmm~" Su Zhe's face was still unfinished, and his head tilted to the right, "I want this side too." ”

Looking at his little expression, Ye Lu was very unwilling to peck at the left side of his face.

"It's my turn." The corners of Su Zhe's mouth curled slightly, "Close your eyes." ”

Seeing that Ye Lu was really obedient and closed his eyes, his hand slowly moved away from her back.

Holding her face with both hands, on her forehead, a light stamp was stamped.

After stamping the seal, it is exclusive to Su Zhe.

It's like the pork for sale, which will be stamped with a factory safety stamp.

Huh? This parable......

It's a bit indecent.

He looked at the little thing lying on his body, and with a little force, he rolled her over with her, rolled her into his arms, and pressed her under him, as if he was holding a pillow.

"Before dawn, I was woken up by you, don't move, and go to make up for sleep." ()

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