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Chapter 1872 The Black History of Young Master Zhan

Chapter 1872 The Black History of Young Master Zhan
As Zhan Linghan said, he held Qingyan's shoulders with both hands, pressed her into his arms, and Qingyan fell into his arms, and the other's hand stretched out onto her smooth skin.

She cried out sensitively, but she couldn't escape Zhan Linghan's claws.

The two quarreled in the bathtub for over an hour before Zhan Linghan hugged Qingyan out of the bathtub.

Qingyan lazily crawled on Zhan Linghan's shoulders, as if about to fall asleep.

When Zhan Linghan carried her out of the bathroom, he had already dressed her and leaned on the sofa chair with a smile. Zhan Linghan took a mobile electric fan to blow her hair.

Her honey-colored long hair fluttered in the air, and the sunlight outside the window shone in, and the fine dust in the air was also illuminated, floating in the air like gold powder.

Sitting cross-legged on the sofa chair, Qingyan closed her eyes, and the hot wind was blowing on her eyelashes, eyebrows, and even the fine hairs on her face were heated by the wind from the hair dryer.

She didn't know that this was the first time that Zhan Linghan had blow-dried her hair, and Zhan Linghan had done it skillfully. After blow-drying, Qingyan's hair was smooth and much more stylish than before.

"Ling Han's hair blowing skills are getting better and better." Qingyan couldn't help but praise, "Better than the stylist who regularly designs my hair!"

The stylist who designs Qingyan's hair is a master of a well-known international shampoo brand. He regularly flies from China every month to do Qingyan's hair.

As the daughter of the Lantang family, there are only two hairstylists who do Qingyan's hair, like Binglei, she loves her silver hair very much, and spends a lot of money to maintain her hair, giving Binglei Her hair is maintained, and her hair is styled and trimmed by a styling team of more than 100 people, and they are only responsible for the Binglei hair project.

Zhan Linghan snorted softly when he heard Qingyan flaunt himself.

"I've been blowing your hair for more than ten years. It's strange that the craftsmanship is not good."

Qingyan remembered that when she was 5 years old, she had just arrived at Zhan's house, and she was unfamiliar with the place. Although Zhan Chenfeng treated her very well and cared for her in every possible way, she told her that if she wanted anything, just tell him and he would satisfy her. For all Qingyan's needs, even if Qingyan wants the stars in the sky, Zhan Chenfeng will try her best to pick them off.

But at that time, Qingyan was shy and silent. It was the first time she took a bath at Zhan's house. She didn't want help from the servants. After taking a bath and changing clothes, the hair dryer was on the shelf, and she couldn't get it. .

She moved the chair, stepped on the chair and reached for it, but couldn't get it, and almost fell down.

She gave up drying her hair and walked out of the bathroom without calling the maid.

Zhan Linghan saw that she was wet, like a puppy that just crawled out of the water, so he asked the servant to take off the hair dryer.

Qingyan was afraid of life, Zhan Linghan didn't let the servant do it, he blow-dried Qingyan's hair himself.

At that time, the hair dryer was still very heavy to them, and after holding it with one hand for a while, Zhan Linghan couldn't lift his hand, and the wind was blowing on Qingyan's calf.

Zhan Linghan held the hair dryer in both hands to help Qingyan dry her hair.

Because there is no combing while blowing, Qingyan's hair looks like it exploded after blowing.

Qingyan turned her face, looked at Zhan Linghan, and thanked him softly.

However, the boy's imagination was already running wildly, Zhan Linghan raised his little fleshy hand and pointed at Qingyan's head.

"Ha! Golden Retriever Lion King!"

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  Zhan Shao was very skinny when he was young~
  
 
(End of this chapter)

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