Quan Jue turned his head to look.

Chi Jiao stood on the wool mat at the door of the bathroom with her bare white and tender little feet, only a white bath towel was wrapped around her body, her wet long hair was a little messy and scattered over her shoulders, and she was looking at him with a pair of innocent fawn eyes a little confused.

He could see her white, glowing skin and delicate collarbones, as well as her long, fair, slender legs.

As soon as her throat rolled, some of the pictures that she had just managed to get rid of in her mind began to rage in her mind again, and Quan Jue quickly turned her back and stopped looking at her.

"How?" His voice was a little hoarse.

"Brother Quan, it suddenly occurred to me that I don't have pajamas to change." The little girl's tone was soft.

Quan Jue didn't speak, and strode towards his room.

In less than a minute, he walked out of the room again, handed Chi Jiao the pajamas he was holding in his hand, but his eyes did not stay on her, "Wear mine first, this is clean." ”

Chi Jiao nodded obediently, took the pajamas, returned to the bathroom again, and closed the door.

Quan Jue glanced at the closed bathroom door and felt that it was still a little dry.

Walking hurried to the kitchen, he took out a bottle of cold mineral water from the refrigerator, unscrewed it, and poured it into his mouth.

The icy cold water ran down his throat and into his esophagus, as if it instantly filled his body with a chill before he finally calmed him down.

Hearing the movement in the living room, Quan Jue walked out of the kitchen and saw Chi Jiao squatting on the ground with her wet hair, and in front of her was a black cat.

The little black cat looked about three months old, chubby, round like a small briquette.

It spread its belly and lay on the ground, allowing the girl squatting in front of it to stroke its belly with her hands.

Quan Jue's eyes fell on Chi Jiao's body, his pajamas looked particularly wide on her body, and the sleeves were rolled up a few times to expose her hands, which was obviously a top, but when worn on her body, it became a skirt, just to the thigh.

Fortunately, the house is heated, despite the heavy snow outside, the inside of the house has always been more than 20 degrees, Chi Jiao only wears a thin pajamas, and it will not freeze.

Chi Jiao's attention had been completely taken away by the little black cat, and she didn't notice that Quan Jue was standing opposite and staring at her.

She really didn't expect that Quan Jue would have a cat here.

He's such a cold person, and he really doesn't look like he likes small animals.

This kitten's temper is also very good, which is different from Quan Jue's cold personality.

"Is it fun?" It wasn't until a deep voice sounded overhead that Chi Jiao raised her head and glanced at Quan Jue, nodded with a smile.

When the little black cat saw Quan Jue, she got up from the ground, walked to Quan Jue's side, and rubbed his bare feet with her head intimately.

"Blow your hair." Quan Jue saw that Chi Jiao's hair was still wet, and said lightly.

"Brother Kwon is here to help me blow my hair." Chi Jiao stood up and walked directly to the sofa and sat down.

Quan Jue stood there and was stunned for a few seconds, and then brought a hair dryer.

In the past, he really didn't expect that he would listen to a little girl one day.

Chi Jiao was holding the little black cat in her arms, and Quan Jue stood in front of her and helped her blow her hair.

The noise of the hair dryer was a bit loud and neither of them spoke.

But Chi Jiao felt that tonight was her happiest time in the past few months.

The girl's hair was long and dense, and it felt soft in her hand, black and shiny like silk.

Quan Jue's movements were very gentle, and he didn't hurt her from beginning to end.