In autumn, when the weather turns cooler, Qiao Anan wears a long-sleeved nightdress, the skirt reaches the knees, revealing her white and delicate calves.

Her long hair was dyed with moisture, and the drops of water hung on her sideburns, and Joanne wrapped a dry towel around her hair and wiped it gently.

"An An, I'll help you blow your hair."

Gu Ting took a hair dryer and sat in front of Qiao An'an's dresser waiting for her. Seeing Qiao An'an coming out of the bathroom, he put the hair dryer aside, got up and went to get Qiao An'an's headscarf: "I'll come." ”

Qiao An'an stiffened, but the dry towel in her hand had already reached Gu Ting's hand, Gu Ting pulled Qiao An'an to the dresser, held her shoulders and pressed her to the chair and sat down, Gu Ting stood behind her to help her gently wipe her hair.

"I'll do it myself."

Qiao An'an sighed lightly and said.

She is an overly independent woman who has taken care of everything since she was a child, and never pretends to others.

Now that there is an extra Gu Ting by her side, Qiao Anan is actually not used to it.

Gu Ting's subordinates didn't stop, he had already used a towel to absorb the moisture from Qiao An'an's hair, and picked up the hair dryer at this time.

"An An...... Can you not be so resistant to me? ”

Qiao Anan looked at Gu Ting in the mirror, and his loss was obvious.

He was very happy when he just wiped Qiao An'an's hair, but after Qiao An'an rejected him again and again, he hung his head and became depressed.

"After all, I am also the father of the child, even if it is ...... You hate me a lot, but at least these days of pregnancy, let me take care of you, can't you? ”

Gu Ting was right, Qiao An'an thought, she took the initiative to find Gu Ting to take on the responsibility of being a father, why did she push him away so repeatedly?

He is also her benefactor, there is no need to pour cold water on him again and again, imagine that if he releases kindness to others, but others refuse to let him eat the closed door again and again, Qiao An'an's heart will not be good.

Qiao Anan should indeed learn to accept Gu Ting's kindness.

"I'm sorry, I won't be like this in the future."

Qiao An'an reflected very sincerely, but Gu Ting really ignored her, as if he had made up his mind to gamble with Qiao An'an.

The cool black hair was like a pouring waterfall, surging in Gu Ting's slender fingertips, Gu Ting blew very seriously, he put the back of his hand against Qiao An'an's hair, filtering out the hot air, so that it would not burn Qiao An'an.

Qiao An'an tugged at her rubber band, watching her bored playing, but in fact, she was paying attention to Gu Ting every minute, and she naturally noticed Gu Ting's kindness.

Gu Ting changed his angle and came sideways in front of Qiao An'an, Qiao An'an saw Gu Ting bending down slightly, with a solemn and serious expression on his face, as if he was treating a priceless treasure.

Qiao An'an was a little nervous for some reason, and she almost forgot to breathe.

Qiao Anan felt that she was the kind of person who was twisted and sensitive, stupid and stunned.

She grows like a wild rose, with spiky and sharp thorns on her rhizome, but in fact she has delicate rose petals inside.

She hopes that someone will find her fragile and soft heart, and that no one will see through her unbearableness.

She wanted someone to approach her, and pushed others away with her sharp thorns indefinitely.

Joan Anan also hates herself, she seems to have lost the ability to build intimate relationships with others.

The moisture dissipated, the hair was light and soft, and Gu Ting turned off the hair dryer, still looking sullen.

Qiao Anan knew that she was speechless, so she pulled Gu Ting's sleeve sideways, and said angrily:

"That...... Gu Ting, it's good for you to blow your hair. ”

The topic Qiao An'an is looking for is really rotten, and she has no ability to ease the atmosphere at all.

But looking at Qiao An'an's appearance that he finally held back a sentence, and his cheeks bulged out with a small arc, Gu Ting couldn't help laughing.

He ...... after all It was defeated to her.

Again and again, in the years of suffering, I repeatedly lost my heart to the woman in front of me.

"Never have I ever blown it to anyone, you're the first."