The light voice was slightly stunned.

"Then Ayin, you sit on the sofa for a while, and I'll go find a hair dryer." Regardless of whether the woman agreed or not, the man turned around and directed the wheelchair towards the bedroom.

For a moment, only a stunned woman was left in the corridor.

Looking at the man's open bedroom door, the woman blinked in a daze, and after a moment, she looked down at the long wet hair on her shoulder, and then walked into the man's bedroom.

She was really sleepy.

In the face of sleepiness, all etiquette has to be forgotten, not to mention that she and Ah Mo don't have to mind so much at all.

Three hours of super-intense uphill and downhill without stopping.

Her legs are so tired that she feels trembling even when she stands, especially after taking a hot bath just now, and she feels even more sore.

If it weren't for the fact that her hair was still wet, she would have liked to fall into bed and sleep well.

Walk into the man's bedroom.

The light voice habitually looked around the bedroom.

Amo's bedroom was very clean.

Compared to the last time she was in a hurry to take a bath for Ah Mo and had no time to take care of other things, this time she had more time to look at Ah Mo's room and get more information about Ah Mo.

Isn't it said that the furnishings and arrangements of the bedroom are the most obvious to see the character of the owner's family?

Even she didn't want to deliberately explore Amo's information, but before she could stop the long-term habit, her brain had already begun to analyze it.

But at this look, Qingyin subconsciously frowned.

The man's bedroom is very simple, and there is nothing superfluous as far as the eye can see.

The walls are in off-white tones.

The furniture is either gray or black, and even the texture is cold marble, which makes people feel cool when they look at it.

The sofa is in black leather.

The mattress is made of black cotton wool.

Even the table lamp has a pure black shell.

The whole room didn't even have a single superfluous object except for the necessary things.

Cold, cold, inaccessible, and arrogant———— this is the judgment that the light voice makes to the owner of the room.

Not?

The dark eyes slipped through the thick doubts, and the light voice was dull for a moment.

Cold?

Cool and thin?

Not easy to approach?

Still... Aloof?

Is it because she is so tired that her brain is short-circuited?

How can these words have anything to do with Amo's cutie?!

Ah Mo treats people gently and kindly, and when he hears that she has returned to the slums, he will not hesitate to take risks to chase her.... Do these actions seem like what a cold and thin person should have? ?

Qingyin sat down on the sofa with a suspicious face, and her eyes swept around the room again, and the doubts in her eyes became more and more intense.

A person's personality cannot be concealed no matter what, especially in a private space such as the bedroom, which will reveal the truest side of a person to outsiders.

But this bedroom in front of you.... It's really not the same as the Ah Mo she knows.

"Found it." The man came out from the direction of the bathroom with a hair dryer on his lap.

Qingyin, who was interrupted from his thoughts, hurriedly got up, but he didn't want to say thank you before he could say thank you, so he saw the man take care of himself and "click" the plug of the hair dryer on the power plug.

Immediately afterward, the man got up from his wheelchair, walked struggling towards the sofa, stood in front of him and blew his hair.

Qingyin's whole person was suddenly startled, and hurriedly raised his hand to stop the hair dryer in the man's hand, "No need, Amo, it's late now, I'll just take it back to the room and blow it myself." ”