Wild Game: The Devil Releases My Mommy

He is not at ease wherever there is water. ()

"Then...then you let me down, and I'll go by myself." Through the thin towel, she could feel his slightly rising body temperature, fearing that he would turn into a wolf again, so she hurriedly said, "What if the servant is let in?" It's embarrassing to see us like this."

Ye Yanmo tapped her pretty nose with his fingertips: "We are husband and wife, idiot, it's normal no matter what, they don't dare to laugh."

In fact, he had already told him that no servant within half a mile would dare to cross the minefield.

Yin Yanyan: "..." It seems that being a husband and wife has given him a lot of convenience, and also made his face exponentially increase...[

"You...you won't do it again?" She was really a little scared.

"Guess what?" Ye Yanmo gave her a wolfish smile.

Yin Yanyan shuddered: "No more! I'm tired!"

"Well, okay, then have a good sleep." Ye Yanmo put her on the bed, took out the hair dryer from the bathroom: "Sit down, I'll dry your hair first."

His thoughtfulness made her heart move again.

When they were together six years ago, he was responsible for drying her hair every time they took a shower. I didn't expect that he hadn't forgotten it, and wanted to keep this habit...

No, she doesn't want him to be so gentle and considerate, she is afraid that after getting used to him, she will never have the courage to leave him——

After all, she agreed to live a real married life with him only for the divorce a year later...

"I'll do it myself." She turned around to pick up the hair dryer.

Ye Yanmo held her hand with one hand, and said with a half-smile: "Let me do it, I'm afraid you'll burn your hair again and turn into a little bald man."

Yin Yanyan blushed, remembering the embarrassing things that happened back then.

Once she was blowing her hair while watching TV, and she was fascinated by it for a while. She grabbed a strand of hair and blew it, blowing it, blowing it, and finally it was burnt...

I was teased by Ye Yanmo for several days at that time.

"No way, I've been fine without you all these years? My hair has been blown by itself, and it never burnt." Yin Yanyan retorted subconsciously.

Ye Yanmo's hand holding the hair dryer froze slightly.

Have you been fine?

If it's been fine all the time, why are there thin calluses on her fingers, and why is there a slight depression in the corners of her eyebrows and under her eyes?

The girl who used to be so bright and sunny, her ten fingers not touching the spring water, suffered for six years and polished her into what she is now...

"Yanyan, you won't be alone in the future, you will always have me." These words circled in his chest, but he didn't say it. [

Now——not the time to say this, it would make her feel disgusted if she said it now, and she might think that he was plotting against her again...

"Let me do it, after all, I'm already very skilled, aren't I?" Ye Yanmo rubbed her wet hair with his left hand.

There have been too many changes these days. Her short hair has no time to take care of it. It is already a little long, and it is wet and half draped over her shoulders. There are drops of water rolling down her fragrant and smooth skin, and drowning in the bath towel she draped diagonally. Among them, there is a beautiful and fragrant beauty.

His lower abdomen felt hot, and he reacted again...

I really want to throw her down again, hold her in my arms, and merge with her again...

But seeing her slightly tired eyes, he suppressed his thoughts again.

Forget it, the future is long, and he is not in a hurry.

If you are too hasty, you might scare her...

He gave a dry cough, put away his distracted thoughts, and concentrated on doing her hair.