Sky-high engagement: Pick up a cute wife and bring it home

Chapter 74
Probably the two got along better and better.

Mucheng thought so.

When Di Yao came out wearing a towel, Mucheng was still rolling around on the bed.

Seeing her like this, Di Yao looked like a child.

"Let me dry your hair for you."

As soon as she saw Di Yao coming out, Mucheng immediately stood up.

Walking up to Di Yao, he pushed him to the dressing table.

Pick up the hair dryer in the drawer, plug it in, and blow his hair.

With slender fingers interspersed in the middle of his jet-black hair, there was a sweet smile on Mu Cheng's face.

The benefactor wants to be flattering, look, during this period of being best friends with the president, life is rich and happy.

A year passed quickly like this.

It will pass soon...

I don't know why I feel a little unhappy when I think that this year will soon pass.

Forget it, I don't know what to think about.

Mucheng discarded those thoughts aside, and began to blow-dry his hair seriously.

His hair is very black and hard, she remembered reading it in a book, it seems that the man's hair is black and hard, but his heart is very cold.

However, Di Yao is just such a person.

Di Yao looked at her beautiful figure in the mirror, seeing her smiling for a while, and frowning for a while.

"What's wrong?? Is my hair bad??"

Hearing his embarrassment, Mucheng shook her head.

"Have you heard of it? His hair is black and hard. This man must be very cold and hard."

"Oh!" Di Yao responded, and he twisted her hair, "Your hair is also black and hard, watching you cry while watching a movie doesn't look like that kind of person."

"Ok?"

Hearing what he said, Mucheng subconsciously went to look at her hair again, it really was.

It seems that the words are not very accurate.

"It seems that this is not allowed."

Mucheng nodded heavily.

Completely unaware of the narrowness in Di Yao's words just now.

Soon Di Yao's hair was blown dry, Di Yao stood up, and sat down on Mucheng again.

"what?"

Mucheng looked at him puzzled.

"Your own hair is still not dry."

Di Yao blows her hair, how come she looks like a child's paper.

Mucheng stuck out her tongue, it seemed that she just wiped it with a towel.

Di Yao's technique is very gentle, her hair is very long, and she just rolled on the bed for a long time, and some places are knotted.

Di Yao took the comb and smoothed it out for her carefully, for fear of pulling a single hair of her.

His movements were very slow, and the wind from the hair dryer was warm again.

Mucheng sat there, staggering, and when Di Yao looked over, his eyes almost closed.

How sleepy is this.

He couldn't help but laugh.

Seeing that her hair was completely dry, he patted her and said, "Go to bed."

"Oh!"

Mucheng opened her sleepy eyes, rubbed them, and looked at Di Yao in front of her.

Under the crystal lamp, there was a doting smile on his handsome face, and his eyes were extremely soft.

She rubbed her eyes again, did she see wrong.

"Go to sleep now."

Di Yao bent down and put the hair dryer into the drawer.

Mucheng walked towards the bed, and when she got to the bed, she kicked off her shoes again, climbed up, wrapped around the quilt for a while, and fell asleep.

Di Yao took off the bath towel and put on her underwear, and when she fell asleep on the bed, Mu Orange seemed to be having some sweet dream.

(End of this chapter)