You Are My Entire World

Turning back to see peach's wet long hair, frowning: "Why don't you blow dry your hair?"

"Ah?" Peach swayed to Shen Mochen with a careless expression. The probe glanced at the gas stove and said casually: "I usually wait for it to dry naturally."

"Aren't you in a special period now?" Shen Mochen turned off the gas helplessly, took Peach's hand, pressed her on the sofa, then went to get a hair dryer, plugged in the power, and stood behind Peach to help her blow hair.

The warm wind of the hair dryer brushed the peach's long hair, and Shen Mochen's warm fingers gently picked up the hair on her head, blowing it carefully and carefully. In the quiet living room, only the "buzzing" sound of the hair dryer kept on. Ringing.

In the living room mirror, two people are reflected. Peach sits obediently on the sofa and looks at Shen Mochen's gentle and focused expression in the mirror. He always feels that this scene is like a dream.

Will the cold Shen Mochen have such a gentle expression on weekdays?

Did you dazzle yourself?

Peach reached out and rubbed his eyes, then looked in the mirror, only to find that Shen Mochen was still gentle.

Seemingly seeing the peculiar peaches, Shen Mochen turned his head and asked softly, "What's wrong? Did it pull your hair and hurt you?"

Such a gentle tone, like a warm current, slowly flows into the heart of peach, making peach inexplicably feel like crying.

"No..." Peach looked up and looked at Shen Mochen standing beside him. His deep eyes seemed to have deep feelings, but it was like a turbulent calm lake. , I can't guess.

"What's the matter? Why do you want to cry?" Shen Mochen's delicate eyebrows gently wrinkled, looking at the small white face of Peach, it seemed that she had grown up a lot unconsciously. The original rounded face now has a shallow outline. The **** and white eyes are bright and bright, like a spring of water, you can inadvertently touch the heartstrings, beautiful little nose, ruddy lips , And long hair slightly messed up by himself.

Shen Mochen suddenly discovered that the peach was growing up slowly.

"What are you doing today... why are you so good to me?" Peach opened his big innocent eyes and looked at him suspiciously.

"I am usually not good to you?" Shen Mochen asked with raised eyebrows.

"Uh..." Peach felt like he was wrong, lowering his head contemptuously, muttering softly: "Nope... are you usually... more fierce..."

"Vicious?" Shen Mochen frowned. He didn't seem to have lost his temper with Peach.

"It's... it's..." Peach has begun to speak incoherently, "That's it, you are not so gentle..."

"Oh..." Shen Mochen looked at her meaningfully, and her little white face flew up with two red clouds at the moment. For some reason, he suddenly wanted to make her face red again.

"I usually...are you gentle?" Shen Mochen bent down, facing the small face of Peach, a pair of dark and deep eyes blinked gently, and looked straight into Peach's eyes.

Peach only felt a flower in front of him, and Shen Mochen's enlarged close-up face appeared in front of him. His pair of jade-like eyes shone strangely.