cute in his palm

Chapter 218
Mu Jiu didn't know about the things about the two of them being widely exposed on the Internet, but she didn't know anything about what Jiang Dingcheng was doing now.

What Jiang Dingcheng is doing now is actually very simple. The effect of this kind of practice is that after Xiao Jiu knows the truth of everything, she has already accepted this fact.

Sure enough, it was a good trick.

"I don't want to blow it, I wiped it with a towel." Mu Jiu said lightly, then took the design draft materials on the coffee table and prepared to leave.

In the end, Jiang Dingcheng grabbed him and pressed him down on the sofa.

"What is this going to do?" Mu Jiu didn't realize it all at once, and he suddenly asked himself what he wanted to do.

But when he saw the hair dryer in Jiang Dingcheng's hand, he knew what he was going to do, and Mu Jiu immediately looked at him with a smile. "Are you going to blow my hair?"

Jiang Dingcheng gave her a faint smile and asked her to sit down.

"Come on, let me blow dry your hair." Jiang Dingcheng pressed her shoulder, then took the hair dryer and began to blow her hair.

Mu Jiu grew up so big, except when he went to the salon to get his hair done, he had enjoyed such treatment, how could he have enjoyed such treatment the rest of the time.

Mu Jiu smiled at him slightly, and sat there obediently.

"Then I will trouble you, husband."

Jiang Dingcheng stood behind, looking at her hair top, such an obedient Jiu'er made him really feel very comfortable.

The slender fingers gently rubbed her hair, shuttled back and forth between her hair, and started blowing it for her with the hair dryer in the other hand.

"Cold wind, or hot wind?"

He also asked whether the air is cold or hot, but it doesn't look like it's quite professional. If Jiang Dingcheng doesn't go to work in the salon, it will really be the loss of the salon.

"Cold wind." Mu Jiu said bluntly.

Now Mu Jiu's entire scalp and body's cells are tense, because it's too tense, and every cell can feel the movement from his slender fingers.

So soft, so warm.

Jiang Dingcheng's technique was completely different from that in the salon, which made Mu Jiu's palpitations unbearable.

Knowing this for a long time, he shouldn't have agreed to let Jiang Dingcheng blow his hair.

"Okay." Jiang Dingcheng didn't say anything more, and started combing her hair directly, blowing and combing her hair at the same time.

The tone is so serious, the action is so gentle.

It combed into her heart one by one.

"Jiang Dingcheng, how about...let's just leave it like this, forget it, I'll go upstairs first, I don't want to blow my hair." Mu Jiu interrupted suddenly.

Now she really doesn't have much in the mood to care about drying her hair.

I just want to quickly escape from this place, escape from Jiang Dingcheng's clutches, it's too scary.

"What?" Jiang Dingcheng immediately turned off the hair dryer when he heard her say this, and looked at her in surprise and asked.

"I just don't want to blow my head anymore, I just want to... suddenly feel a little tired, I want to go upstairs to rest, rest." Mu Jiu's tone of voice was not smooth.

Because I was too nervous, I was incoherent.

"Tired?" Jiang Dingcheng looked at her flustered expression, although he knew what she was thinking, but he didn't point it out.

Mu Jiu's hair is very soft and comfortable to the touch.

The more Jiang Dingcheng touched it, the more comfortable he felt, and he didn't want to stop.

"I just suddenly felt very tired and wanted to go to sleep." Mu Jiu said in a serious tone.

Just to emphasize my current mood.

"Jiu'er, there's still half of it left. Sit down and blow dry before going to sleep, otherwise you will easily get a headache." Jiang Dingcheng pressed his big hand, and had no intention of making her stand up at all.

Even if Mu Jiu didn't want to, she had no choice but to compare her efforts, how could she be Jiang Dingcheng's opponent.

But the thought of his slender fingers running through her hair gave her goosebumps.

"Jiu'er, you don't want me to do this?" Jiang Dingcheng didn't rush to turn on the hair dryer this time, but asked her in a low voice.

"No, it's too late for me to thank you?" Mu Jiu said against his will.

I'm about to thank his whole family, Jiang Dingcheng treats her so tenderly, does she dare to be unwilling?
Simply.

"Jiang Dingcheng, what were you laughing at just now?" Mu Jiu decided to adjust her mood and began to change the subject to talk to Jiang Dingcheng.

As soon as Jiang Dingcheng heard her take the initiative to find something to talk to, he knew that the pressure in her heart should not be so great, so he relaxed a lot and began to blow-dry her hair.

"What do you think I'm laughing at?" Jiang Dingcheng didn't answer directly, but played tricks.

"Because I bought cufflinks for you yesterday?" Mu Jiu said mischievously, turning her big watery eyes, and now she found that as long as she deliberately changed the topic, her attention would not only be on the other side. Jiang Dingcheng's slender hand above his head.

Really a good idea. ,

I couldn't help but give a thumbs up for my wit.

Jiang Dingcheng didn't realize what Mu Jiu was thinking at all, because he just looked at her round head, what else could he see?

"That was the first gift you gave me, of course I am happy." Jiang Dingcheng said without hiding his emotions.

Of course, he was happier than anyone else when Mu Jiu gave him a gift.

As the second young master of the Jiang family, he has received more than tens of thousands of gifts since he was a child, including expensive ones, but none of them made him so happy when he received the cufflinks from Mu Jiu.

So giving a gift is not just a simple gift, the more important thing is the person who gave the gift.

Only if that person is important to you or not, then what she sends will naturally become important.

If it was just an unimportant person, no matter how expensive the things she gave would be nothing, anyway, it was like this for Jiang Dingcheng.

No matter what Mu Jiu gave him, he would be very excited.

Even if it is a weed.

"So, the reason why you are so gracious to dry my hair today is because... I gave you a gift, are you so touched that you want to do something for me?" This matter should be rationalized, in this way, her heart will be a little calmer.

She was afraid that Jiang Dingcheng would be too kind to her, and she would sink deeper. If this happened, she would not be able to get out even if she fell in and out.

When Jiang Dingcheng heard her say this, he was startled for a moment, and then smiled with the corners of his mouth curled up.

No matter what way she uses to understand, as long as she feels at ease.

"You guessed it right, so you must give me a satisfactory score for my service."

At this time, Mu Jiu's heart calmed down a lot, but she couldn't ignore his loose hand that was still threading back and forth in her black hair.

That delicate feeling may have been engraved into her memory for the rest of her life, and it cannot be erased unless she loses her memory.

(End of this chapter)