At this time, the man had already put down the hair dryer and was about to walk out, but he met Xiao Baiwen head-on.

Sideways, when he wanted to bypass her, his right wrist was grabbed by a weak and boneless hand, and the coldness of his fingertips was transmitted to his arm through the skin, and he paused, stopped, looked at Xiao Baiwen sideways, and did not speak.

Xiao Baiwen staggered Si Mocheng's inquiring gaze, and just said sneeringly: "If you don't blow your hair and sleep, you will get sick." ”

Si Mocheng's body was stunned, this was also said by Xiao Baiwen in the past.

When she was shaking her head, she had been led by Xiao Baiwen into the bathroom again, she picked up the hair dryer, pressed the switch, padd her heels, and her weak five fingers ran through his wet hair, bringing a warm wind.

Heart, skipping a beat.

Again, jumped.

His eyes were lowered, looking at Xiao Bai'an, who was focusing on blowing his hair, and the corners of his lips were tense.

Sometimes, he really suspected that Xiao Baiwen did not have amnesia, but just approached him by another means.

Her deep eyes narrowed slightly, and she looked at Xiao Baiwen, but Xiao Baiwen patted his head in disgust and said, "Can you squat down a little, it's too high, you can't blow it!" ”

Xiao Baiwen struggled to pad her feet, standing in front of Si Mocheng and blowing his hair, both hands raised high, almost sore.

Si Mocheng's eyes were like dyed with the thickest ink, dark and deep bottomless, his deep eyes looked at her, his Adam's apple moved, and he held Xiao Bai's waist with both hands and took her directly to the washstand.

Xiao Baiwen let out a low snort, blinking her eyes quickly, reacting to what was going on.

And now, she is sitting on the sink, one hand is on Si Mocheng's shoulder, and the other hand is out to hold the hair dryer, the man is in front of her, as long as she looks up, she can meet the eyes of her boss Mo Cheng, the eyes of danger.

She swallowed her saliva and didn't dare to look at Si Mocheng, only feeling that her face was hot now, and there was an inexplicable emotion in her chest that was about to overflow.

"Xiao Baiwen......" The man's low voice was in Xiao Bai's ears, this voice was A and Su!

Xiao Baiwen nervously squeezed out a word from her throat: "Huh? ”

The sound was shattered by the noise of a hair dryer.

A light flashed in Si Mocheng's eyes, his head lowered again, approached Xiao Baiwen, leaned close to her ear, and whispered: "Otherwise, let's do ......."

The heart was about to jump out of her chest, Si Mocheng's voice seemed to be amplified, she heard it very clearly, she panicked, the hair dryer fell from her hand again, and it was detached from the socket embedded in the wall with the wire and the latch.

With a "bang-" sound, the noise of the hair dryer stopped abruptly.

The bathroom became eerily quiet, and only the sound of each other's breathing could be heard.

Xiao Baiwen immediately pushed Si Mocheng away, Si Mocheng took two steps back, squinted his eyes, looked at Xiao Baicheng at this moment playfully, leaned against the wall behind him, and the cold temperature penetrated his back, reducing the heat in his heart.

She really lost her memory.

In the face of his teasing, there is no expectation, only escape and panic.

Xiao Baiwen panicked and wanted to jump off the sink.

Do what?

What can a lonely man and a widow do when they are in the same room?

Xiao Baiwen forcibly held back the panic in her heart, unfortunately, she jumped, her feet slipped, and the whole person leaned back, seeing that her head was about to touch the edge of the sink.