Xia Jiujiu heard the sound, and quietly poked his little head out of the quilt and glanced at it.

Just one glance made her whole body as if she was being scorched by fire.

In a panic, she buried her little head deep in the bed.

The next second, feeling that someone was going to pull the quilt, she tightly protected the quilt in her arms.

A half-wet little head poked out of the red quilt, Xia Jiujiu didn't dare to look at Mo Xiyan, and his eyes were a little weak:

"Bad guy, why are you robbing me of the quilt? Tonight I sleep on the left, you on the right, and one on the other. ”

Mo Xiyan held the hair dryer and looked at her white little face for a moment.

When she wrapped her whole person tightly like a brown child, Mo Xiyan looked at her dotingly, and suddenly became angry and funny.

"If you don't dry your hair and sleep, it's easy to catch a cold and get a headache!" Mo Xiyan suppressed the thoughts in his heart and looked at her with deep eyes.

Of course Xia Jiujiu knows, but you must know that if she moves at this moment, she may explode!

"I'm sick of it! Don't blow it, girl, I'm in good health, and I don't catch a cold easily! ”

As she spoke, she retracted her little head and tried to slip under the covers.

As if sensing her inconvenience, Mo Xiyan stared at her movements, and then spoke:

"I'll help you!"

A simple sentence fell, and Xia Jiujiu's heart palpitated.

Immediately, a trace of doubt appeared in the clear and bright eyes:

"You're going to help me blow my hair?"

She choked on her saliva and asked in a trembling voice.

Xia Jiujiu's heart was in turmoil, and when she saw Mo Xiyan's serious face, she didn't mean to joke at all.

After thinking about it, Mo Xiyan would kindly offer to help her blow her hair, because she was afraid that she would not be able to enslave herself if she was sick.

If you don't accept it openly at this moment, but if you refuse, it will make you even more aware of what you have in your heart!

Such kindness is even worse if it is resigned.

She pursed her lips and got up, wrapping the quilt around her neck.

straightened up and smiled lightly at Mo Xiyan, revealing two delicate and funny little pear vortexes:

"Then I'm sorry for you, thank you, bad guy!"

Under the ambiguous light, Mo Xiyan's dark eyes as deep as night revealed a trace of clear light.

Plug it in, and the sound of a hair dryer buzzes in the bedroom.

The young man's thin and slender fingertips gently passed through the girl's watery hair.

The soft hair was wrapped around the boy's fingertips, and the beautiful touch made the tips of his heart swell like an electric shock.

Five minutes later, the boy looked at the long hair that had been dried, and reluctantly turned off the hair dryer in his hand.

The sound of the hair dryer stopped abruptly, and Xia Jiujiu blushed from time to time, and looked at Mo Xiyan with a little shyness in his eyes.

Raising her delicate little face, her voice was so sweet that it was indulgent:

"Bad guys, thank you, good night!"

"Hmmm! Good night! Mo Xi's face seemed to be calm, but in fact, his heart had already set off a turbulent wave.

Looking at her little head shrunk into the quilt, her heart was full of softness, the corners of her thin lips were raised, and her eyes were full of delicate tenderness.

After a moment, the nervous girl felt the quilt on the other side be lifted.

The moment Mo Xiyan lifted the quilt, he vaguely saw the girl's snow-white exposed pajamas, and under the dim light, there was a seductive light, which made him deeply fascinated.

Mo Xiyan hurriedly lay down and turned his back to the other side.

The blood in the whole body was boiling, shouting and converging towards a certain part of the body.