Since Joss was here, she didn't go. 【Fengyun Reading Network. 】

Qiao Sinian, who was on the phone, saw Ye Jiaqi poking his little head and looking around, and then shrank back, so he hung up the phone.

In the bathroom, Ye Jiaqi was wiping his hair with a dry towel.

Josian walked over and took her hair dryer: "I'll blow it for you." ”

Ye Jiaqi shook his hair and jumped away in fright.

"That's unbearable."

What's more, she didn't dare to compliment Joss Nian's hair blowing skills.

Joss Nian's face was displeased, and he pulled her to his side and held her down hard.

Turn on the hair dryer

"Why are you so domineering, I have rejected you." Ye Jiaqi was dissatisfied.

“”

"Master Qiao, your skills are so poor, don't blow it."

“”

"Master Qiao, you can't do it."

"Ye Jiaqi." The corners of Josnian's lips were smiling coldly, "I can't do it, haven't you tried?" ”

Damn it.

Ye Jiaqi's indifferent face.

Can you not do this?

Jos's slender fingers were interspersed between Ye Jiaqi's hair, and the bathroom was filled with the smell of flowers.

After blowing for a while, Ye Jiaqi found that his level was still as bad as three years ago.

It's just that I can't bear to poke him.

"Master Qiao, can you not blow at a place? I can smell the burnt smell," Ye Jia looked forward to.

"Oh." Joss frowned slightly, and then realized that something was wrong.

After another while, Ye Jiaqi suddenly remembered that he had an injury on his arm.

She wanted to grab the hair dryer with him: "I'll do it myself, you still have injuries." ”

"I like to start and finish well."

“”

Ye Jiaqi knew that he couldn't resist him.

Opposite her was a mirror, which was a blur of white vapor.

However, she saw Josnian's serious appearance in the mirror.

He really does everything seriously, and blowing his hair is like talking about tens of millions of contracts.

It was quiet in the bathroom, only the "whirring" of the hairdryer.

The hot wind blew on Ye Jiaji's head and neck, which was very comfortable.

After a day of playing, a day of arguing, a day of trouble, she was also tired

In a daze, she closed her eyes.

By the time Joss dried her hair, she had fallen asleep completely.

Joe Sinian gently put down the hair dryer, picked her up horizontally, carried her into the bedroom, and gently placed her beside Qiao Chengfan.

Pull back the covers and cover them.

The tall body stood by the bed, and he didn't want to leave.

Ye Jiaqi had a long dream.

In the dream, she dreamed that her little bastard was back, bouncing and healthy.

Just as the little one shouted "Mommy" and walked towards her, Josnian suddenly appeared

He bent down and took her baby away.

Her little bastard cried and cried and cried very sadly.

"Joss Year!" Ye Jiaqi shook his head painfully.

Qiao Sinian hadn't left yet, and hurriedly bent down and grabbed her hand: "I'm here." ”

Is she having nightmares again?

"Don't take my baby, don't take it"

A layer of cold sweat broke out in Ye Jiaqi's palms.

"Seventy-seven." He shouted nervously.

Ye Jiaqi shouted for a while, and then quieted down again.

The nightmare is over.

Joss put her hand back thoughtfully, stood up, and turned off the bedroom light.

Early the next morning, Qiao Chengfan woke up first.

Hey, how does Dad sleep on the couch? Why don't you sleep with Qiqi?

He ran over lightly, scratching Old Joe with his little hand.

"Daddy."

Qiao Sinian opened his eyes, and his voice was slightly hoarse: "Awake?" ”