Professor Jiang's spoiled little ancestor is sweet

Chapter 213

Tang Ranran didn't expect that she would receive a WeChat voice message from Yu Beicheng just after taking a shower.

"Come here for dinner, and you'll blackmail me if you wash the sky."

Tang Ranran took off the dry hair cap on her head. The wet hair was still stained with water droplets, which slowly fell from the tip of her hair. She also pressed the voice key and asked: "This time, Teacher Yu is still doing it again. How long will you give me?"

[Husband who draws big cakes]: It's best to come now.

I really convinced this man and expected her to be there whenever I was called.

Tang Ranran replied with a simple "Yes", combed her hair with a wooden comb in her hand twice, and then set off for the restaurant of the villa.

When Tang Ranran arrived at the restaurant, he found three people sitting on the long table.

Jiang Tian and Jiang Jinning were playing Summoning the Dragon, and they got closer, while Yu Beicheng, who was reading the script, looked very lonely and desolate beside him.

It was only at this time that Tang Ranran realized that Yu Beicheng actually knew Jiang Jinning and his group. Luo Yuntian was not some rich second-generation male fan, but Yu Beicheng's brother.

It turned out that she was kept in the dark.

To be more precise, the world is too small, and you never know who you know with whom.

Yu Beicheng seemed to have noticed Tang Ranran's gaze. He slowly raised his head, and his eyes moved upwards. When he saw Tang Ranran standing in the distance with wet hair, he paused, his gaze changed slightly, his eyes were like the dark night .

He went to Weibo again before reading the script just now, and saw the Weibo post she posted in the evening.

Does this woman like to worship him so much?

He has a bad temper.

What does she like about him.

Is it really his domineering cold fart?

"Why are you here with wet hair?" His voice was quite loud and could be heard throughout the restaurant.

Tang Ranran quickly walked towards the seat next to Yu Beicheng, she pulled out the chair and sat down, and replied in a flat tone: "It's not that someone asked me to come here now, I came here before I had time to blow my hair."

Jiang Tian watched Jiang Jinning operate. She raised her head immediately when she heard Tang Ranran's voice, and felt strange when she saw her wet hair, "Ran Ran, why don't you go back and blow your hair off."

Hearing this, Tang Ranran clapped her hands casually, she shook her head, and said indifferently: "Everyone is here, let's wait for everyone to eat together, and it will naturally dry out after a meal."

Hearing Tang Ranran's reply, the expression on Yu Beicheng's face suddenly changed a little. He frowned, with a slight displeasure on his face, which was even more serious than before.

He suddenly said coldly: "Tang Ranran, come out for a while."

Tang Ranran:? ? ?

Before he could react here, Yu Beicheng stood up and left the main hall of the restaurant. Tang Ranran and Jiang Tian looked at each other in a dazed expression, wondering why this man suddenly lost his temper.

"Why don't you go over and have a look?" Jiang Tian suggested in a low voice.

Tang Ranran had no choice but to say, "All right, all right."

To be honest, she liked Yu Beicheng very much, but she couldn't handle this man's volatile temper.

Tang Ranran quickly stepped on her flip flops and followed Yu Beicheng out. A man's step is naturally different from a woman's step, so she stepped up to keep up.

Tang Ranran asked from the side: "Why did you ask me to come out? This direction is the bathroom, why, Teacher Yu wants my little assistant to wait outside the door when going to the bathroom?"

Indeed, Yu Beicheng led her into the large bathroom behind the restaurant.

Yu Beicheng stopped, Tang Ranran stopped, and the two stood quietly in front of the sink outside, staring at them in the mirror.

Tang Ranran couldn't bear to ask again: "What are you doing in the bathroom?"

"Blow your hair." Yu Beicheng said these five words without emotion, his eyes didn't even change at all, they were deep and calm.

Tang Ranran was dumbfounded when she heard it. Standing where she was, she saw the man in front of her bent down and opened the cabinet under the sink, and took out a hair dryer from it.

The restrooms in this resort in Luoyuntian all have their own hair dryers?
Seeing Tang Ranran standing still, Yu Beicheng urged again: "Turn around and tell you first, there is no bench for you to sit on here, so you can only stand and wait for your hair to dry."

The tone of every sentence sounds cold, but every sentence is a word of concern for people.

Sure enough, arrogant.

Tang Ranran: Hey, does this man have to poke me twice a day?

"Don't burn my ears." Tang Ranran turned around obediently. From the transparent mirror, she saw Yu Beicheng plug in the hair dryer, and then came over to blow her hair.

Wet, most of the neckline of her clothes was wet, it was not comfortable.

And from this angle, the height difference between the two can be clearly seen, probably the top of her head is a little higher than Yu Beicheng's chin.

"Don't burn your ears?" Yu Beicheng snorted coldly, and replied: "It's almost enough for you to blow it on, don't ask too much."

Tang Ranran turned her head abruptly, staring at Yu Beicheng behind her with warm eyes: "If you say that, I think you are taking the opportunity to take revenge on me!"

"Don't move around, it won't burn your ears, and I won't be able to guarantee it if you move." Yu Beicheng immediately turned Tang Ranran's head back with his other hand, and found that his hand was stained with water from his hair. There is also the aroma of shampoo, "It's the first time I've seen a carefree girl like you come to eat with her hair so wet."

"Your pot."

Hearing this, the man didn't speak any more, and he stretched his hand into her hair, carefully and gently, brushing her hair, while holding the hair dryer in the other hand to blow dry skillfully.

He looked ruthless on the surface, but the movements of his hands were really gentle and familiar.

Really gently, very gently.

Tang Ranran fell into this moment in an instant.

Who knows the joy of a top idol blowing your hair? !

(End of this chapter)