A Day of Love: The President's Prey

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Sikong Jingqiu came out of the shower and saw Haiyue sitting in the middle of the bed with a dazed look on her face. She was stunned for a moment while wiping her hair and walked over to sit on the side of the bed, "Are you awake?"

"Uh...um." Haiyue suddenly came back to her senses, and shrank back subconsciously.

Sikong Jingqiu frowned, not very happy with her dodging action, but he didn't say anything, bent down and opened the drawer of the bedside table, took out the hair dryer and stuffed it in Haiyue's hand, "Dry my hair for me."

"Ah? Okay." Haiyue was stunned for a while, then took the hair dryer, pressed the switch, but found that the power was not connected.what to do?Do you want to ask him to help connect the power supply, or go down and connect it yourself?But the Sikong socket was right at Sikong Jingqiu's feet...

Sensing her hesitation, Sikong Jingqiu turned his head slightly, "What's wrong?"

"Uh..." Haiyue bit her lower lip, "The power is not connected."

Sikong Jingqiu did not speak, bent down to connect the power supply, and when he was about to get up, he suddenly saw a dark green box lying in the gap between the bed and the bedside cabinet.

Probably due to falling from a height, the lid of the box has been lifted, revealing the silver male ring inside.

No one has ever been to this lounge except himself. He didn't remember buying such a cheap ring, so Song Haiyue brought it.

Sikong Jingqiu froze for a moment, then reached out to pick up the ring.

Seeing him leaning over and not moving for so long, Haiyue couldn't help being a little surprised, "Is there a problem with the socket?"

"Well, it seems a little loose. I'll use it today. I'll ask Secretary Lin to call someone over to change it later." Sikong Jingqiu tightened his hand, held the ring in his palm, picked up the green box and closed it, calmly Put it in the pocket of the clothes on the bedside table, and straighten your body as usual.

"Oh." Haiyue didn't suspect him, and turned on the hair dryer to help him dry his hair.

No one spoke, and there was nothing else in the room except the sound of the hair dryer.

Haiyue flicked Sikong Jingqiu's unbelievably soft black hair, and her own long hair hanging on his shoulders, her thoughts drifted away.In the past two years, Yun Yan has been taking care of her. It seems that she has never blown his hair. In the future, it is even more impossible to have such an opportunity...

A feeling of sadness welled up in her heart, Haiyue couldn't help closing her eyes, her hand holding the hair dryer trembled slightly.