President Hunting Love is too fierce

It was him sitting on the edge of the bed with her head resting on his lap so her hair could hang down.

Immediately, he felt that he was really smart, so he quickly put her on his lap as a pillow.

Turn on the hair dryer without noise and adjust the suitable temperature.

Only then did she pick up a bunch of her hair, one by one, and carefully blow it until it was completely dry.

The sconces in the room were dim and subdued. [

He just sat there, concentrating on drying his woman's hair.

If such a move was known, a famous corporate tycoon would actually do these things for a woman.

It will probably be a joke!

But at this moment, she rested on her feet with peace of mind.

Holding her strands of hair with his fingers, letting the gentle wind blow through his palms, her long black hairs were entangled with his hands.

This gentle touch makes people feel extremely peaceful and happy.

He suddenly understood.

In fact, happiness is so simple, there is no need for any intense emotions, love and hate entanglement.

As long as you are with her, you will be flat, warm and cozy, just like an old married couple.

That's enough.

He didn't want much, and that was enough.

Will God make his humble hope come true this time?

It took more than half an hour to finally dry her hair completely.

Mo Fengya gently put her back on the pillow.

Then she changed the nightgown that was wet by her pillow and lay down on the bed.

"Good night, dear."

He kissed her eyelids, hugged her gently, and fell asleep together.

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Ye Chuqing thought that she would sleep very restlessly this time. [

But she didn't have any nightmares and slept until dawn.

After waking up, there was still the warm body temperature of the man beside him, but the man under the blanket had disappeared.

Ye Chuqing panicked and sat up suddenly, but he was nowhere to be seen in the room.

A sense of loss inexplicably spread in her heart.

She rubbed her temples, remembering that she seemed to be lying in the bathroom last night, and then couldn't remember anything.

She looked down at her clothes, her face flushed slightly.

Then he fished himself out, and then put on his nightgown for himself!

And the wet hair is also very dry now.

Did he do it all?

Even though he made such a big move, he didn't wake up.

Probably because he is so light-footed.