The hair was shuttling in Fu Qiran's big hands, and the strands of hair quickly dried out under the strong hot air of the hair dryer.

Dry hair doesn't look dry at all, but has a different kind of softness.

This is the first time Fu Qiran has blown a girl's hair, and it is also the first time that he feels that the girl's hair is so soft.

It's like smooth silk, no, it's smoother and softer than silk, and it has a faint milky fragrance that silk doesn't have.

Fu Qiran picked up Ruan Jiaojiao's hair and let it slip out of his big hand.

The hair in his ears was easily lifted by Fu Qiran, and the thin red ears fell into his eyes.

Fu Qiran's eyes flashed slightly, and he laughed lowly.

Ruan Jiaojiao heard the laughter, raised her head, and looked at him a little confused.

"Mr. Fu?"

I don't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, Fu Qiran's fingertips touched Ruan Jiaojiao's reddened earlobe.

Ruan Jiaojiao's eyelashes trembled, and her pure black cat pupils were wet, with a bit of pitiful taste.

Fu Qiran pinched his thumb and index finger and gently twisted Ruan Jiaojiao's earlobe, looked down at her and said, "Shy? ”

Ruan Jiaojiao was embarrassed to say what she was thinking about just now, she shook her head resolutely and said, "No." ”

Regarding this obvious lie, Fu Qiran just smiled and didn't ask any further.

It's not that he doesn't mind Ruan Jiaojiao's lying, it's just that the soft earlobes make him not want to worry so much for a while.

It's rare for Ruan Jiaojiao to let him be like this, of course he has to take advantage of the opportunity.

Fu Qiran's Adam's apple rolled a few times, turned off the hair dryer, and put it aside.

Then, he bent down and his eyes fell on Ruan Jiaojiao's earlobe, which was rubbed red by him.

The light overhead was so dazzling that it hit Ruan Jiaojiao's earlobe, reflecting a transparent red.

Fu Qiran leaned closer, and a warm snort sprayed on the pinna of her ear.

"Jiaojiao's ears are red."

His voice was a little hoarse, as if he was deliberately suppressing something.

Of course, Ruan Jiaojiao knew that her ears were red, and the earlobes that were kneaded by Fu Qiran were hot for a while, even if she didn't look at it, she knew that it was red.

"It's so cute."

Fu Qiran sighed lowly, and his lips were imprinted on Ruan Jiaojiao's red earlobes without warning.

Ruan Jiaojiao's body stiffened, and her head subconsciously tilted to the side.

This deviation just deviated from Fu Qiran's lips.

Fu Qiran's eyes darkened.

He straightened up and tugged at his tie nonchalantly.

"The quilt is already warm, Jiaojiao will sleep first, I'll go take a bath."

Ruan Jiaojiao lowered her head, not daring to look at Fu Qiran, but muttered, "Okay." ”

Footsteps rang out in the room until the door closed and the room fell silent again.

Ruan Jiaojiao breathed a sigh of relief, climbed into bed and lay down on the side near the window.

Then Ruan Jiaojiao stretched out her arm and compared it to a roughly width, and put the pillow on her side in the middle, trying to make a dividing line with the pillow.

But in this case, she will not have a pillow to sleep on.

Between sleeping without a pillow and sleeping at night and having intimate contact with Fu Qiran, Ruan Jiaojiao still chose no pillow.

Ruan Jiaojiao lay down flat, and the absence of a pillow made her feel like she was doing an inverted illusion.

Ruan Jiaojiao thought about it, simply turned sideways, and pressed one arm under her head as a pillow.