The black-bellied bamboo horse and the sharp-hearted pet: girl, you are so sweet

Chapter 179

Butler Ling shivered slightly before saying, "Master called back not long ago and said that they have no objection to this kind of matter. If they want to meet and talk, they will probably come back during the National Day."

Ling Qianheng nodded, indicating that he already knew, and then went upstairs.

As soon as he entered the room, Ling Qianheng felt even more surprised that he didn't see Le Muhan.

It wasn't until the sound of water came from the bathroom in the bedroom that Ling Qianheng sat on the bed, then stared deeply at the bathroom door with dark eyes.

After Le Muhan washed, as soon as he opened the door, he saw Ling Qianheng's deep gaze, and said uncomfortably, "What's wrong?"

"You..." Ling Qianheng looked away, "It's nothing."

In the end, I still didn't dare to ask, even if she knew, she should understand what I mean, right?
Le Muhan wiped her hair and walked to the cabinet where the hair dryer was placed, "Do you want to take a shower?"

He got up, followed her, and took the hair dryer from her hand, "Let me help you."

Le Muhan shook his head for a moment, then nodded slightly.

Ling Qianheng led her to sit on the stool, while he gently helped her blow-dry her hair, the movements were very light.

Le Muhan felt a tingling sensation when his fingertips ran through her hair.

After blowing for a long time, Ling Qianheng turned off the hair dryer, "Okay."

Le Muhan raised his hand and stroked his hair, "It's all right now, you can go take a shower..."

"Why do you feel that you want me to take a bath so much?" Ling Qianheng whispered in her ear.

Le Muhan turned sideways, "Don't think about it."

He reminded himself of the scene of the Ferris wheel again, it was really unreal.

Seeing her like this, Ling Qianheng stopped teasing her, "Wait for me obediently."

Le Muhan ignored him, always feeling that these words were strange everywhere.

Ling Qianheng came back soon after taking a shower, her hair was still wet and dripping.

"Why don't you dry your hair?" Le Muhan looked at his wet hair and said, "You'll catch a cold like this."

Ling Qianheng chuckled lightly, and walked over, "Are you caring about me?"

Seeing him walking over, Le Muhan felt his heart pounding for some reason, curled his lips and said, "No..."

"Come down and dry my hair!"

This sentence is very domineering, and at the same time it is ordering Le Muhan.

Le Muhan didn't want to, "Why do you want to blow it up for you?"

"Because I played for you just now, shouldn't you also play for me now?" Ling Qianheng sat in front of the dressing table and looked at Le Muhan through the mirror.

"Why do you have to blow it for me?" Le Muhan was a little annoyed, she didn't have to ask him to blow it for her just now, it was obviously the hair dryer that he snatched from her!

Ling Qianheng pursed his lips, "Do you know how to reciprocate courtesy?"

Is this how reciprocity is used?Le Muhan was puzzled.

Finally got out of bed to help him dry his hair.

But Le Muhan turned on the hair dryer to the maximum gear, thinking to finish blowing it quickly.

Who knows, but Ling Qianheng said, "Why are you driving so big?"

Le Muhan ignored him and continued to follow her own way.

Ling Qianheng looked at Le Muhan in the mirror blowing his hair, his eyes shone like stars.

Because the gear was turned on very large, Le Muhan finished blowing in about 10 minutes, put down the hair dryer and jumped on the bed, wrapping himself in the quilt.

"Don't sleep here tonight."

"Why?" Ling Qianheng looked at her puzzled.

Looking at those black eyes, Le Muhan's heart was in turmoil. She didn't know why, but she always felt a strange feeling.

　Asking for a ticket~ It’s tiring to code [-] a day~~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)