t Qianli immediately turned off the hair dryer, and then looked at the scalp of the emperor's night pupil, and sure enough, he found a red place, and immediately said with some anger-

"You idiot, you don't know what to say when you're burned?!"

“……”

Emperor Yetong's heroic brows furrowed, and his voice became low, "What did you say." ”

Damn woman.

Obviously she burned him, but she dared to talk to him angrily?

Qianli knew that she was at a loss, so she had to soften her voice, "Hmph, is your head made of wood?" Doesn't it hurt to be burned? ”

With that, he pouted and walked to the bedroom, opened the drawer, and took out the medical box inside.

Suddenly.

Emperor Yetong's expression flashed with imperceptible pleasure, "You care about me." ”

Not an interrogative sentence.

Rather, it is an affirmative sentence.

But Qianli angrily applied the ointment to his scalp, "No." ”

"Definitely."

"No is nothing."

“……”

Emperor Ye Hitomi did not speak.

There was a cool feeling on his scalp, and the warm touch of Qianli's fingertips made his heart vivid.

Emperor Yetong couldn't help but look at the hair dryer that was placed on the table, and asked in a low voice, "Why don't you blow it, there is still half of the surface left to blow." ”

Qianli: "......"

This kind of child asks if there is a sense of déjà vu with or without sugar.

But just think of your stupid act just now......

Qianli couldn't help but feel all kinds of remorse, "Didn't you get burned just now?" Don't blow it, it's almost dry anyway. ”

(╯‵□′)╯︵┻━┻！

I was stunned when I saw the emperor's night pupil.

And in the end, his scalp burned to the ......

This kind of thing, it's embarrassing just to say it!

However.

Emperor Ye Hitomi didn't seem to want to give up on this, "Keep blowing." ”

Qianli asked in astonishment, "You're not afraid of being burned?" ”

"I'll let you keep blowing."

“……”

Chiri can't help it.

I had to use a hair dryer to dry his hair again.

Because of the lessons from the past, her whole person became concentrated, and the movements of her hands were much softer.

Slender hands stir between the hairs.

The deep golden pupils of the Emperor's Night Pupil crossed a few soft colors—

Even if she knows that Qianli is a little reluctant, as long as she thinks that she is serving herself, she can't stop being happy and happy in her heart.

Time passes.

The hair is finally blow dry.

Qianli put down the hair dryer and was very satisfied with her success-

Hitomi Night's black hair is so good-looking!

smiled.

Chiri put the hair dryer back in the bathroom.

When I went out, I only heard the voice of Emperor Yetong coming strongly, "Help me blow it next time." ”

Qianli's expression was a little nervous, "Aren't you addicted to blowing?" ”

“？”

"It's not cost-effective to always let me blow your hair......"

"Then I'll blow it for you, too."

"Poof——!

Qianli sprayed directly.

She hurriedly shook her head and said, "You don't have to blow it for me!" ”

There have been several times before, when Hitomi had to help her blow her hair, and at that time she only felt that her scalp was about to explode!!

Emperor Yetong obviously saw the disgust in Qianli's expression, and immediately frowned, "Don't want to?" ”

Obviously, he didn't dislike her, okay?

“……”

Chiri also recognized this.

That delicate little face showed a few hints of determination.

Forget it.

Just now, she scalded the emperor's night pupil for at least half a minute, so it's a big deal to return it to him, let him burn himself for half a minute!

Qianli looked at death and said, "Then blow and blow!" ”

Emperor Night Hitomi: "......"