After watching the movie, it was dark.

I don't know what time it is, and Su Xiaoxiao didn't go to see it.

He Yanyimo ordered his favorite takeout, and the two sat on the carpet in front of the sofa and ate the delicious food, with a feeling of simplicity and happiness.

Yan Yimo was used to staying up late and didn't feel very tired, but watching Su Xiaoxiao dozing off with big dark circles under her eyes, she couldn't bear it.

Not long after dinner, he sent her to take a shower and go to bed early.

"Huh? Go to bed so early..."Su Xiaoxiao was a little sleepy, but she was still reluctant to go to bed so soon, "It didn't take long after dark." ”

"Well, then you go take a shower first."

Yan Yimo threw the packing box and the rest of the vegetables into the trash, carefully wiped each fingertip with a tissue, pushed Su Xiaoxiao's shoulder in the direction of the stairs, and said with a chuckle, "Won't you get tired?" ”

Su Xiaoxiao lost the initiative and was pushed forward uncontrollably.

When he arrived in front of the stairs, he suddenly turned around and talked about a compromise on the conditions, "Then I'll go to the shower first, and after the shower, you can play with me for half an hour before going to sleep, okay?" ”

Without waiting for Yi Mo to answer, he muttered in a low voice, "Anyway, it will be better to wait for your hair to dry for a while." ”

Yan Yimo was helpless and agreed with a smile.

accompanied her up the stairs, and Yan Yimo also went to the room to get a change of clothes and prepare to take a bath.

Su Xiaoxiao was still in a daze before stepping into the bathtub, and slowly poured warm hot water on her body with her hand, feeling that every pore in her body was opened. Gradually relax and close your eyes comfortably.

I came out of the bath feeling refreshed.

"Mr. Yi?"

Su Xiaoxiao saw that the door of Yan Yimo's room was pressed against a crack in the door, and squinted in.

Yan Yimo had just finished taking a shower, his hair was slightly damp, and he was resting on the side of the sofa with one hand.

A cigarette was between her slender fingers, and the dark gray bathrobe was pricked casually, faintly revealing her sexy collarbone.

The window beside him was ajar, and a small gust of wind blew in from time to time, and Yan Yimo's hair shook slightly.

Su Xiaoxiao couldn't help but swallow her saliva.

Hearing Su Xiaoxiao's voice, Yan Yimo turned his head sideways and saw a small figure of a cat at the door.

"Well, come in."

Smiled and beckoned to this little ghost, Yan Yimo lowered his eyes, and slowly extinguished the cigarette in his hand, he never smoked in front of Su Xiaoxiao.

"Mr. Yi."

Su Xiaoxiao sat on the sofa opposite Yan Yimo, "What are we doing?" Chat? Reading? ”

Looking at Su Xiaoxiao's wet hair sticking to his neck, Yan Yimo frowned, got up and closed the window, and walked in the direction of the bathroom, "Dry your hair first." ”

Su Xiaoxiao followed behind, quickly brushed Yan Yimo's hair, and a few drops of water rolled onto his bathrobe, and was instantly sucked in again.

"Your hair isn't dry."

"But my hair dries faster than yours."

"That's going to have to wait and do."

Yan Yimo stopped arguing with her, took out a hair dryer from the drawer under the sink, pointed to the chair next to him, and looked at Su Xiaoxiao, "Blowing here or going out?" ”

"That's it." Su Xiaoxiao pursed her lips and stretched out her right hand, "It's only half an hour, half the time is blowing your hair." It's boring. ”

Yan Yimo pursed his lips and smiled, connected the hair dryer to the socket, gently turned Su Xiaoxiao's shoulder, and gently picked up a handful of her hair.

The heat from the hair dryer touched the tip of Su Xiaoxiao's hair, she hummed, and looked back at Yan Yimo, who was seriously fiddling with her hair.

After a few seconds, he smiled and retracted his gaze and turned his head.

"Mr. Yi, you know how to do it."

Yan Yimo's hand paused obviously, and then two small pear vortices leaked out of the corners of his mouth.

"I'm all moved."

Su Xiaoxiao raised her head, and her gaze just fell on Yan Yimo's Adam's apple and jaw angle.

The pink on his face brows, and he wanted to say something more, but he suddenly closed his eyes shyly.

Just quietly enjoying the itchy and crispy wind, with a happy smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Oh, it looks like it's dry."

After persisting for a long time, Su Xiaoxiao couldn't help but reopen her eyes and touch her fluffy hair.

"Now I'll blow it for you."

Su Xiaoxiao took Yan Yimo's arm and stood up, and dragged his arm to make him sit down.

Strange and careful stroked his hair with his fingertips, and clumsily raised the hair dryer, which was still slightly hot, "Then, I'll start." ”

Yan Yimo's hair is a little stiffer than hers, and it is short hair, so it dries quickly.

After blowing her hair, Su Xiaoxiao played with her hair, turned off the hair dryer and covered Yan Yimo's eyes with both hands, and said, "Mr. Yi, I want you to carry me back to the room." ”

Su Xiaoxiao just said it casually, but she didn't expect Yan Yimo to take it seriously, and her deep voice was smiling, "Are you serious?" ”

"Huh?"

Before she could react, Yan Yimo clasped her wrists with both hands and turned around to stand up, holding her head and kissing her gently on the mouth.

"Do you want me to hug me?"

"Huh?"

Su Xiaoxiao reacted at this time, covered her flushed face and ran quickly to the room, "No, no, good night!" ”

Then came the sound of the door closing.

Yan Yimo stood in place and lowered his head and smiled, inadvertently licked his lips that still had Su Xiaoxiao's breath, and habitually wiped the corners of his lower lip with his hand.

Putting the hair dryer back in its place, Yan Yimo went back to the room and picked up the book thrown on the sofa, turning to the page he had left just now.

There is a faint aroma of fruit candy coming from the ends of the hair.