Lu Yu's words successfully made Shang Yi, who was about to struggle, honest.

If she followed her temperament before, she would have to ask how to force the law, but because the visual impact just now was too great, she didn't dare to die again.

Lu Yu touched her hair, it was still wet.

"Your hair is so wet, and you still drill into the quilt, and the quilt is wet, I see what you cover when you sleep at night."

Lu Yu got up and went to the bedroom to get the hair dryer while chattering her, and patted his thigh after plugging it in: "Put your head here." ”

“……”

I don't know why, Shang Yi suddenly remembered that in ancient times, when the prisoner was executed on the guillotine, he also put his head on it, and in a flash, his head and body were separated.

She shuddered, and her eyes were a little strange when she looked at Lu Yu.

"What's the fuss? Come here. Lu Yu dragged her over, pressed her on his lap, smoothed her hair with his fingers, turned on the hair dryer, and blew her hair.

A buzzing sound sounded in his ears, and Shang Yu closed his eyes, a little drowsy.

Lu Yu hung his head and looked at Shang Yu, who was lying on his lap relaxed, with a gentle expression.

Shang Yi's hair is very good, black and bright, when he watched other people's hair dyes and perms before, Shang Yi also wanted to toss his hair, but he stopped him, I don't know why, he especially prefers Shang Yi's clean and pure appearance without any modification.

The heating in the house was a little sufficient, Shang Yan's cheeks were dyed with natural pink, she closed her eyes, unconsciously rubbed her head on Lu Yu's legs, and then tilted her head to Lu Yu's side.

Lu Yu only wore a T-shirt on his body when he came out, and now Shang Yuqing's shallow breath blew through the thin fabric to his lower abdomen.

Lu Yu's body stiffened, and the hand rubbing Shang Yu's hair stopped.

The heat of the hair dryer kept blowing in the same place, so hot that Shang Yi opened his eyes, looked at it in a daze, and let out a "hmm" at the end.

"What are you doing? It's so hot......"

Shang Yi was almost asleep just now, and there was still some confusion in his eyes when he had just woken up, and those peach blossom eyes looked particularly attractive under the light.

Lu Yu's throat rolled and hurriedly moved the hair dryer away, "I'm sorry." ”

Shang Yihu looked at him suspiciously, she didn't say anything, and apologized dignifiedly.

Lu Yu touched Shang Yu's hair, which was also dry, turned off the hair dryer, and he gently patted Shang Yu's head: "Okay, get up." ”

Shang Yi was very comfortable being served by Lu Yu, and she didn't want to move for a while.

"Comb my hair, or I'll get up tomorrow morning and tie it in a knot."

Lu Yu didn't know what he was thinking, and he didn't answer for a long time.

"Lu Yu?"

Shang Yi called him, but still didn't respond.

"What are you doing?"

As he spoke, Shang Yi raised his hand and poked his Adam's apple.

In the next second, the wrist was grasped.

She subconsciously looked over and met Lu Yu's eyes.

It was as black as ink, as if something was brewing.

Shang Yi was inexplicably a little overwhelmed, and she couldn't resist that look.

Tilted his head, avoiding Lu Yu's gaze, he got up with a bone, and muttered in his mouth: "I almost forgot, I still have to send that video and recording to Yang Yan, let those clowns jump around long enough, it's time to solve it......"

As soon as his hand touched the tablet, he was dragged back by Lu Yu.

"What do you ......"