Bai Qianqian didn't feel aggrieved, after all, Fu Qingze had already said that he was tired, so Bai Qianqian thought that as long as Fu Qingze quickly brewed sleepiness and rested quickly, she was only looking for Fu Qingze to blow her hair temporarily.

After Bai Qianqian dried her hair, obediently put the hair dryer back in place, and then took off her slippers and slipped into the quilt, the guilt in Fu Qingze's heart had not passed.

"Wait until next time to help you blow your hair." Fu Qingze said: "I'm very tired from filming tonight. ”

"Okay!" Bai Qianqian immediately raised a smile and said, "Little brother promised me, but I can't go back!" ”

Bai Qianqian instantly began to look forward to what she would look like after washing her hair the next time she was with Fu Qingze.

Alas.

I can't wait to wash my hair again tomorrow morning.

It's a pity that her little brother will still be filming tomorrow morning, so she can't bear to let her little brother be so tired.

Fu Qingze saw that Bai Qianqian instantly turned into a satisfied look, and laughed a little helplessly.

She's always so easy to satisfy.

But the easier she was to be satisfied, the more Fu Qingze felt that he hadn't done enough for her, not enough.

His mother is right, if it is put on an ordinary girl, he will definitely not find a wife with this temperament, and only Bai Qianqian has been so unconditionally tolerant of all his decisions since she was a child.

Fu Qingze originally thought that after Bai Qianqian hurriedly took a shower and came out, he would be able to fall asleep, but after Bai Qianqian got into the bed, Fu Qingze found that the fire in his heart was burning more and more after smelling the fragrance coming from his nose.

Fu Qingze was lying in place stiffly, barely able to even breathe, he couldn't even breathe, and he couldn't wait to get into the cold night of minus six or seven degrees to calm down.

It seems that he really overestimated his own self-control.

Oh no.

It should be said that he underestimated Bai Qianqian's attraction to him.

After all, Fu Qingze is already a twenty-two-year-old boy, and at his age, many people have already married and had children to become fathers, but he doesn't even have any physiological needs, and even ...... When he was in high school, he was forcibly pulled by Xiang Dexuan to watch small yellow films, and he didn't feel a trace of pleasure at all except for nausea.

Xiang Dexuan said that he was X cold, and Fu Qingze also felt that he might really be a person who had no desire for sex.

But......

Today he just heard Bai Qianqian's bath, his heart beat faster, they just slept in thick pajamas, and neither side touched each other, he ...... And a little fire kindled in his heart.

Bai Qianqian must be his poison.

Addictive poison.

Fu Qingze took a deep breath, and he almost didn't learn what kind of heart-purifying mantra he recited in the novel.

"Little brother, my feet are so cold......" Bai Qianqian suddenly broke the silence and said.

Sucheng is not heated in winter, although there is an air conditioner at home to heat up, but Bai Qianqian's little feet are still cold all day long, when she was eight years old, she was sick in the middle of the night and had to sleep with Fu Qingze, relying on her illness Fu Qingze let her, she asked Fu Qingze to help her warm her feet, Fu Qingze hugged her feet and put them on his abdomen, helping her warm her feet all night.

Since then, she has been sticking to Fu Qingze and begging him to help her warm her feet in winter, and she has been scolded by him many times because of this.

"Give me the feet."

When the memories came, Fu Qingze's heart finally calmed down.

Bai Qianqian smiled treacherously, turned over and hugged Fu Qingze directly, and put her whole leg on Fu Qingze's abdomen.