She thought it was quite interesting when she first learned to use this thing, but she didn't know that the first time she wrapped the ends of her hair around the hair dryer, Shen Jinchu was completely deflated, and since then she wanted to hide when she saw the hair dryer.

"I'll blow it for you," Jiang Yu pulled the person to the edge of the bed and sat down, took a shirt as usual, covered it over her thin nightdress, and stuffed the person into the quilt and placed it properly, before turning on the hair dryer: "Tell me when you feel hot." ”

The man gently inserted one hand into the girl's long hair, and with the other hand held a hair dryer, slowly blowing through the roots of the girl's hair.

His movements were obviously not very flexible - for Jiang Dashao, the richest man in the house, using a hair dryer to blow someone's hair was a very novel experience, and he carefully stroked Shen Jinchu's long hair, for fear that something would hurt her if something was wrong.

Shen Jinchu sat obediently, his white and tender little hands on the dark green quilt, his wrists were slender and a little fragile, as if they could be broken with a slight fold, and the purple-black bruises on it were even more shocking against the background of the white and tender skin.

When Jiang Yu laboriously blew the girl's hair, nearly half an hour had passed, he wiped a little sweat from his forehead, cleared his throat and said, "It's okay, Shi Zuo should also buy a good meal, go eat first, and then I'll help you take medicine." ”

Shi Zuo understands Shen Jinchu's preferences very well, and the dinner orders are all the girl's favorite food, but what is a little surprising is that the girl only ate three bowls of rice, which is less than half of the usual amount, and then put down the chopsticks and said that she couldn't eat it.

"No appetite?" Jiang Yu glanced at Shen Jinchu's slightly pale face, and put the rest of the meal into the incubator: "Then don't eat it first, and talk about it when you're hungry." ”

He took out the medicine box, took out a small bottle of medicinal wine, sat on the sofa, and patted the position next to him: "Come, I'll give you medicine." ”

The injury on Shen Jinchu's wrist was caused by the pulling force created by that very strange talisman, Jiang Yu wiped it lightly with a cotton swab dipped in medicinal wine, and asked while wiping, "Does it hurt?" ”

The girl shook her head slightly, but frowned slightly when the man lowered his head.

When Shi Zuo passed by, he saw his young master's strength that was lighter than that of a cat's scratch, and he couldn't help but interject: "Jiang Shao, you can't rub the bruises so lightly, it's just that the medicinal wine is smeared, you have to increase the strength a little more......"

Jiang Yu frowned and glanced at him: "Rub it open? It hurts too much, no. ”

The man's tone was categorical, with a strong smack of a dictator.

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Although Jiang Yu said no, in order to let the bruises disperse as soon as possible, he still gently pressed and rubbed it, his fingertips kept rubbing against the girl's wrists, and as the temperature of the friction gradually rose, Shen Jinchu also felt much more comfortable.

From beginning to end, the little girl gritted her teeth and didn't say a word, asking if it didn't hurt, but Jiang Yu clearly saw her eyes slightly red.

The man sighed inwardly, carefully wrapped a bandage around her wrist, and let her go.

Shen Jinchu ran to play with Lu Lu for a while, and his mood finally became brighter, and before he knew it, it was night, and the girl returned to her room slowly, lying on the bed with her eyes closed, trying to fall asleep as soon as possible.