The little Jiaojiao who wore it was pampered again

Chapter 93 Gu Liang: I'm Guilty
Xu Wanqing frowned, and tilted her head to match Gu Liang's rough movements and postures.

The wet long hair turned half dry, and the clean and tidy hairstyle instantly turned into a chicken nest.

There was a gloomy look on her fair and delicate face, she closed her eyes as if she couldn't feel anything.

"Okay, come here."

Pulling her hair and walking towards the sofa, Xu Wanqing's delicate eyebrows frowned involuntarily.

When he got to the side of the sofa and saw her slender and fair neck, Gu Liang hesitated for a moment, let go of her hair, and said lightly, "You blow it yourself."

Xu Wanqing:? ? !

Pulled her hair and went on strike?
"Gu Liang~ want to blow~"

The soft voice mixed with a little charm slowly fell on his ears, like a small brush, sweeping over his eardrum again and again.

Gu Liang was shocked, and stood up indifferently. A generous big hand pressed her forehead, covering her eyes, and he pressed her on the sofa.

With a deep and clear voice that is unique to teenagers, "Blow it yourself, or you won't be allowed to eat tomorrow!"

"Ugh..."

Xu Wanqing pursed her mouth, and her long eyelashes fluttered, gliding across his palm, with a series of suffocating itches.

Gu Liang: "..."

His face darkened, and he kept covering her eyes with his hands, not daring to let go.

If you let go, you will definitely cry with him. He has already figured out the little ancestor's routine, and he will never be soft-hearted again!

"Hey..."

She shrugged her nose and lowered her head pitifully, like an abandoned kitten.

Soft cute no one loves.

The corner of Gu Liang's mouth froze: I'm guilty!
She is so delicate, maybe she will be taken care of by the family law if she is beaten up?

Gu Liang held his breath, covered her eyes with his hand, slowly moved to the top of her head, touched her head carefully, and explained seriously: "I was just joking."

Xu Wanqing raised her head in confusion: ...

As if he had come to his senses, his eyes, which were clouded with a layer of mist, sucked them back in an instant, with a clear and clear smile, showing a pure and innocent smile, "Gu Liang is the best!"

Gu Liang watched her whole process of transformation, and her heart was already at peace.

Sure enough, girls' tears are free of charge!
big liar!
Sitting down unhurriedly, he raised the hair dryer and glanced at her faintly.

Xu Wanqing grinned, revealing a mouthful of neat and white teeth, the dimples were as sweet as rice wine.

She turned sideways, lowered her head obediently, and her black hair let out like a waterfall. On the white sofa, it seemed to spread a layer of thick ink.

Gu Liang pursed his lips tightly, his eyes changed slightly, but his heartbeat seemed to be a little abnormal, and the roots behind his ears became hot.

"Gu Liang, sleepy..."

In the middle of blowing, Xu Wanqing couldn't hold on, and kept pecking at him with her little head.

For the last time, he habitually adjusted his direction and limply on his lap.

Still muttering in his mouth: "Sujuejue..."

Gu Liang: "..."

Raised a piglet.

Gu Liang's heart was still like water, and he dried her hair very quickly, then threw the hair dryer aside and held her little head.

When the fingertips touched her soft cheek, they couldn't help shrinking their fingers, and finally stuck them with peace of mind.

Isn't it just a piece of glutinous rice dumpling? He doesn't care about it!
"Xu Wanqing..."

Pushing away her blow-dried hair, Gu Liang boldly stretched out his hand and poked her face, with a depressed expression on his face.

(End of this chapter)