Jiang Cheng touched his short hair, "What should I do with my hair?" ”

The poem whispered a small hand, quite confident, "I have a way." ”

As she spoke, the poem slipped to the closet and pulled out a white cloth.

Jiang Cheng recognized it at a glance, this was a towel that the poem whispered to wrap his hair.

After washing her hair, girls always have to wrap their hair in a towel to absorb moisture.

But...... Jiang Cheng still felt that something was wrong.

"Does it really work?"

Walking up to her boyfriend, Shi whispered and sat on Jiang Cheng's lap with her long legs.

Spreading out the towel with a smile, the poem whispered, "There is no fake......

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