The bathroom was full of smoke, Zhou Yiyao turned off the shower, reached for the bathrobe on the shelf outside the bathroom, and was about to wear it when he got it, and the tip of his nose was vaguely wrapped with a familiar breath.

A few images flashed through her mind, and her eyes fell on the yukata in her hand again.

Qin Yan had borrowed her yukata before, and at that time he only showed half of his body in front of Qian Hao, but because of the height difference between them, the yukata was a little shorter.

He could only wear trousers on his lower body, but this funny scene did not let Qian Hao see it, but was seen by her afterwards.

Thinking of the scene at that time, Zhou Yiyao couldn't help laughing, and the breath stained on the yukata couldn't help but make her think of the previous relationship between the two.

She subconsciously pursed her lips, stroked the wet hair on her forehead, put on the yukata and walked out of the bathroom.

I don't know if the two of them have a heart, or something else, they invariably popped up WeChat pop-ups for each other.

But when Zhou Yiyao saw the video chat invitation on the pop-up window, she was shocked.

Her cheeks were a little hot for some reason, and after being stunned for two seconds, she quickly straightened her hair and wrapped herself in a thin quilt.

As the video call was connected, a familiar cheek appeared in her sight, and she remembered as she looked at the bright light on the other side.

It's still afternoon in London, right?

Before she could speak, the mobile phone receiver overflowed with a low laugh from the man.

"What are you doing wrapping yourself up in a caterpillar?"

Qin Yan's gaze stayed on her little face, watching her wrap herself in a caterpillar in the summer, a little incomprehensible and a little funny at the same time.

Suddenly, his pupils shrank, and he inadvertently caught a glimpse of Zhou Yiyao's hair dripping with droplets, and subconsciously frowned.

"Just got out of the shower?"

The woman on the other side of the video call looked like she had seen a ghost, her eyes lowered and seemed to see that she was wrapped very tightly, a pair of delicate eyebrows frowned slightly, and she looked around vigilantly.

"Qin Yan, did you secretly install a monitor in my room?!"

"How do you know I've just taken a shower!! You! ——”

Before she could finish speaking, the male voice on the opposite side suppressed her voice, and Qin Yan leaned back on the sofa and raised an eyebrow at her.

"Zhou Yiyao, I'm curious."

"What kind of person am I in your mind?"

Zhou Yiyao was stunned by what he said, looked away with flickering eyes, and said, "Then how do you know that I just took a bath."

As she spoke, her cheeks inexplicably warmed, and she tried her best to calm her mind, but in vain.

"I'm not here, no one blows your hair."

"The menstrual period hasn't passed yet, be obedient, go and blow dry your hair first."

Zhou Yiyao nodded, I don't know why Qin Yan remembered these little things more clearly than her, and observed them so carefully.

She doesn't like to blow her hair, but every time she is with Qin Yan, a certain man will pick up a hair dryer to dry her.

At first, he was a little clumsy, and it hurt a little to pull her hair, but then he was very handy.

When he was blowing her hair, he would spread a thick blanket on the floor for her, and then he would sit on the edge of the bed and blow her hair, and what was she doing at that time?

It's like a video.

"Yaoyao, Yaoyao?"

When her name was read, she slowly came back to her senses, looked at her phone in confusion, and remembered that she hadn't hung up the video call yet.

"Oh oh oh, then I'll hang up the phone and blow my hair~"

"Don't hang it yet, just leave it here."

Zhou Yiyao was puzzled, but she still agreed to this request, and after the mobile phone was placed on the sheets, she finally got out of the wrapped quilt, put on her shoes and went to the bathroom.

Listening to the sound on the other end of the phone, Qin Yan had a feeling that he couldn't speak, even if he couldn't see each other, listening to Zhou Yiyao's movements, he was inexplicably relieved.

"Qin Yan, where did you use the hair dryer last time you came to my room?"

Listening to the hazy female voice on the other end of the phone, he curled the corners of his lips suddenly, "It's in the cabinet under your bedside table." ”

It took a while for him to respond on the phone.

Zhou Yiyao didn't expect that in her room, she would actually ask Qin Yan where his things were, these are the states that only old husbands and wives can have, right?

I don't know if it's the wind from the hair dryer, which is especially hot in the summer, or something else, she just feels that her cheeks are slowly turning red, and her heart is also pounding.

By the time her wet hair was blown dry, her fair cheeks were already half red, and she was just about to calm down for a while, when she heard a hazy female voice from the bedroom.

"Teacher Qin, I shouldn't have disturbed your rest, right?"

！！！

Her nerves tensed instantly, and after putting the hair dryer on the sink, she crept into the bedroom and looked at the phone on the sheets.

"Is there something wrong?"

Qin Yan's cold voice came from the other side of the phone, which couldn't help but make her a little inexplicably afraid, and after making sure that she couldn't see herself, she clicked the mirror flip on the video call with her finger.

After confirming that everything was safe, she pressed the mute button on her phone again, and just poked her head out to look at the screen in a catly manner, but only saw the white ceiling.

Damn it!

At the same time, voices came from the other side of the video call again.

"Does Teacher Qin Yan have any activities in the afternoon? With such good weather when you first came to London, is it better to go out for a walk? ”

？

The female voice sounded again, and Zhou Yiyao confirmed that the person opposite was Zhao Yuetong.

But.

Didn't Qin Yan explicitly reject her before?! Moreover, she was in the bedroom at the time, and she heard it clearly.

The two almost quarreled at the time.

"I'm going to take a lunch break, so I won't send you out."

'Whew. ’

As something was pulled up, the light in the room dimmed suddenly, and even the words of the two of them were a little hazy.

"Teacher Qin, don't want you to drive me away as soon as I come."

'Click. ’

As the sound of the door moved, Zhou Yiyao instantly felt that it was not good, and after pursing her lips, she struggled in her mind whether to make a sound.

"Teacher Qin, can you stop rejecting me all the time, maybe you can try me like this-"

Seeing that she had also closed the door, Qin Yan's eyebrows were furrowed, and he was just about to drive people away, when he heard a soft female voice.

"Qin is tired! My hair is blown~"

At this moment, in a quiet space, this sentence seemed particularly harsh, and after two seconds of stagnation, the tone of the woman on the phone changed.

"Qin Yan? You. Didn't you want me to coax you to take a nap? What about people? ”

Listening to the ignorant tone on the other side of the phone, Qin wanted to laugh a little, but he still cooperated, "It's here." ”

He subconsciously looked at Zhao Yuetong, who had a very bad face not far away, and said word by word, "I just ordered a takeaway, and the delivery person is still here, I'll send her out first." ”

Zhao Yuetong: ???

She came in a couture gown, but now she was being hated by a delivery person???

(End of chapter)