When Gu Liangchen returned to the room, the woman had already come out of the shower, sitting on the edge of the bed in a loose nightdress, her long black hair wet and draped over her shoulders.

"Where have you been?" An Ran asked as he wiped his hair with a towel.

Gu Liangchen put one hand behind his back and asked with a smile, "Check the gang?" ”

An Ran pursed his lips, "I think there are all women except for the children here, and it is inconvenient for you to wander outside at night." ”

He nodded, and took out a small hair dryer from his back as if by magic, "I'll go to the staff to borrow this." ”

After saying that, he found the power supply at the head of the bed and plugged it in, and began to blow her hair.

An Ran lowered his eyes, "It's summer, and it's not cold, wipe it and dry it for a while, why bother people to bother." ”

The man's slender fingers ran through the soft and smooth hair, and his voice was particularly low in the hum of the hair dryer, "Your current situation is extraordinary, so naturally you can't be careless." ”

Her pink lips were slightly raised, this man was really unmatched when he was careful, but, "Why am I so extraordinary now?" ”

The man's hand moved, and then he realized that he was careless and almost missed his mouth.

She may be pregnant, and he doesn't want An Ran to know for the time being, the miscarriage three years ago left a big shadow on her, and he was afraid that she would be sad and sad when she remembered the old things, which would affect the fetal gas.

The main thing is that he can't be 100% sure yet.

So he hurriedly explained, "You didn't get better from the cold, and you have injuries on your feet, and if you catch a cold and aggravate your condition, then it's really troublesome." ”

An Ran tilted his head slightly, and asked with a cool smile, "Are you thinking I'm in trouble?" ”

"......" said the wrong thing again.

"I mean, you're sick and I'm very distressed."

The love words came too suddenly, and An Ran's heartbeat was inexplicably faster.

After blowing her hair, An Ran leaned lazily on the head of the bed, because she didn't have a mobile phone, so she asked Xia Xue to borrow a book from the dean, and she picked it up and read it.

The man leaned over, "What book are you reading?" ”

She casually spit out four words, "Martial arts cheats." ”

"......" doesn't want to tell him, just say it.

His eyes skimmed over with curiosity, and he saw that the lines and lines on the yellowed pages were profound and biting, which turned out to be a Bible.

She's not a Christian, so she can read this kind of book?

In fact, An Ran didn't look at it, just made a pretense, stared at the words that didn't understand what they didn't mean at all, and said, "I don't like to disturb when I read, you go to sleep." ”

"...... "That's what got him?"

He sat down on the edge of the bed with a grimace, "I'll just sit here for a while and be silent, so I won't disturb you." ”

An Ran looked at the tiredness between his dark green and eyebrows, and said with a straight face, "Why don't I ask the dean to change your room?" ”

“……”

He had no choice but to stand up again, "Okay, if you have something, call me." ”

An Ran nodded.

Yu Guang glanced at him and went into the hallway to drag the single bed in, propped it up by the door in three or two times, and then lay down like that.

“……”

She couldn't help asking, "Did you only borrow the bed and not the quilt?" ”

The man lifted an arm and put it under his head, "Forget." ”

"...... "Trick the ghost."

How could An Ran not know what his idea was, his eyes glanced at his injured hand, and said with a smile, "It's true that the current weather doesn't need to cover the quilt at night." ”

"......" was originally going to pretend to be pitiful to the president, who could climb into a warm mattress in the middle of the night.