She ran away from him and was not to be offended by her sickly brother.

"Huo Xibai? Huo Xibai?"

A few minutes later, Meng Xia stopped in front of Huo Xibai's room and knocked on the door, panting. However, no one opened the door after knocking for a while.

have they gone?

She lowered her hands in disappointment. She didn't expect Huo Xibai to leave so quickly without even saying hello to her. Was it because he was angry? Because not only did she forget his birthday yesterday, but she also got into trouble with him?

Thinking like this, she squeezed her palms even more guiltily, but the next second, the door was suddenly opened from the inside——

Meng Xia was startled and subconsciously raised her head to see a tall man with long legs standing in front of her wearing a white bathrobe. His hair was still wet and dripping, as if he had just come out of the bathroom.

"What happened? Are you in such a hurry?"

Seeing her panting, Huo Xibai couldn't help but frown.

Meng Xia was stunned and subconsciously opened her mouth, "I, I called you, but you never answered..."

"Really? I was probably taking a shower and didn't hear you."

Huo Xibai explained expressionlessly, and then asked, "What urgent matter do you have for me?"

"No, it's just me..."

When asked by Huo Xibai, she suddenly couldn't say what she had been thinking about. She suddenly caught a glimpse of his dripping hair from the corner of her eye and blurted out subconsciously, "Shall I help you dry your hair?"

"Ok?"

Huo Xibai was stunned and didn't know what she meant. But since she mentioned it, he had no reason to refuse, so he turned sideways and let her in.

"I'll get the hair dryer."

"okay."

Although it was not the first time he entered this room, Meng Xia still looked around at a loss, and his eyes soon fell on the vase not far away - Huo Xibai got an exquisite and beautiful vase out of nowhere. So much so that the red rose bought by the roadside was not even worthy of it.

Meng Xia couldn't help but think of the bunch of roses in her room. She had casually placed them on the cabinet since she came back yesterday. She couldn't help but pursed her lips -

Perhaps the only one who is serious in this relationship is Huo Xibai.

So even though she had agreed to be with him, she didn't remember his birthday or take the gifts he gave seriously...

Huo Xibai probably noticed her lack of seriousness and perfunctoryness, so he was so eager to confirm her intentions and had such a desire to control her...

Even though she had already talked to Huo Xibai from the beginning, she still felt inexplicably guilty at this moment.

"What are you looking at?"

Meng Xia's thoughts were interrupted by a sudden male voice from behind. She turned away and saw Huo Xibai walking over with a hair dryer. She couldn't help but stretched out her hand, "Give it to me and I'll help you dry your hair."

Huo Xibai didn't hesitate and handed the hair dryer back, muttering in a low voice, "Usually it takes a lot of effort for you to dry my hair. Why are you so good today? You offered to do it for me?"

"..."

Was she usually so reluctant to dry his hair?

She probably just couldn't understand why he insisted on asking her to help him dry his hair, right?

After thinking about it, she asked directly, "Why do you have to blow it on me? What did you do every time you washed your hair before?"

"Either I don't play it, or someone else does it for me."

"..."

He really deserves to be a young master who grew up being cared for!

Meng Xia couldn't help but rubbed his head vigorously. Huo Xi then leaned on the sofa, tilted his head and smiled softly at her, "Because it's very comfortable, blowing hair is very comfortable, and being with you is even more comfortable." (End of Chapter) )