It was clear that Dyson's hair dryer was blowing hot air, but they both seemed to be able to feel each other's breath.

Yiyi stood in front of Cheng Zhu, and he stood behind her, with their figures reflected in the mirror.

When he lowered his head to blow-dry her hair, he could still look down at the scenery inside the floral sling.

Her underwear was also wet, but her pajamas came with a thin breast pad.

At this moment, the girl only felt that her body was slightly hot and her surroundings were a little hot, but her heart felt sweet.

Even though Cheng Yi was blowing her hair and still scolding her softly, she felt that these scoldings were filled with sweetness, and the bathroom was filled with an ambiguous atmosphere!

Especially when she raises her head slightly, she can see everything in the mirror.

She watched him blow-drying her hair carefully, and she could clearly feel how depressed she was at this moment.

Girls' hair is not that easy to blow dry when they have long hair. It is very different from boys blowing their own hair.

But Cheng Zhu knows how to do it, because he has a lovely sister at home and a little Yuzi.

In fact, he was still a little lost in memories at the moment.

In her previous life, Yiyi often acted coquettishly at him and asked him to blow dry her hair, which was regarded as a little fun between the two of them.

She's not short, but she's definitely not the tall type.

She and Cheng Yi were standing in front of the mirror one after another, blowing their hair. There was an obvious height difference.

Sometimes, Cheng Zhu would deliberately rub her hair into a mess, and she would blow upward with her bulging lips to blow away the hair covering her eyes.

At this moment, the man felt as if he had returned to the time when he lived with Yiyi in his previous life.

This sense of home gave him a familiar yet unfamiliar feeling.

However, the innocent little white flowers of that period could already wear white silk nightgowns.

Unlike the current [Yiyi·Youth Edition], who is still wearing a small floral suit made of cotton.

This is a "limited edition new skin" that he has never seen before.

"Don't be so stupid next time, got it?" Cheng Zhu finally said softly.

"Yeah." Yiyi nodded.

Then she made a move.

She turned her head and glanced at Cheng Zhu, her eyes flickering, and then she quickly turned her head away and looked forward, causing her hair to fly slightly.

Girls are very strange creatures.

Brushing teeth side by side with the boy you like will make them feel happy.

Some home details in life can make girls feel extremely sweet.

The same goes for blow-drying your hair.

However, what Meng Yiyi didn't know was that there was a wet bath towel at the bottom of the clothes basket in the master bedroom bathroom, with dots of fallen plum blossoms spread out after being wetted by water.

On top of this bath towel was the short-sleeved shirt and jeans that Cheng Zhu had worn before.

This outfit, along with Zhang Qiqi's shirt and pleated skirt, got wet in the shower room of the second bedroom.

Her clothes were all dried in the dryer, but Cheng Zhu's clothes were not necessary.

The clothes basket is placed under the sink, and you can't find it unless you look carefully.

After blow-drying his hair, Cheng Zhu pushed open the ajar bathroom door, and then said in a normal voice: "Go and see your cousin, I'll clean up."

It was as if Yiyi was drying his hair just now, and he had been packing things in the room.

Yiyi nodded, walked out obediently, then squatted in front of the sofa and whispered: "Sister, sister."

As the girl squatted down, her cotton floral shorts were bulging out, making her look very full.

Her calves and thighs were pressed together as she squatted down, and her leg flesh was slightly squeezed and spread out to both sides, but the picture was really beautiful.

Since this green tea senior is obsessed with pretending to be drunk, she will definitely not be woken up easily.

But she is actually quite nervous and embarrassed now because she still has to perform a lot.

"Sister, can we go to bed and sleep?" Yiyi was still making a concerned voice.

Zhang Qiqi still had no reaction.

It took Cheng Zhu two or three minutes before he slowly walked out of his bedroom, and then closed the door smoothly.

Yiyi, who was squatting, looked back at him at this moment. Cheng Zhu felt that her posture and movements were like taking a photo.

If you take a snapshot, the effect will probably be great and it will be particularly eye-catching!

"Still can't wake you up?" Cheng Zhu asked knowingly.

"Well, are you that drunk?" She was puzzled.

It's just a joke, a whole show, and it's just right to wake up now.

What kind of situation does this make now?

Zhang Qiqi: Embarrassing.

Meng Yiyi: It’s hard to explain.

Dog Man: Fun.

Yes, he thought tonight was very interesting.

"It's not a problem to lie on the sofa all the time. How about letting her sleep on the bed? There's no need to call her." Cheng Zhu suggested.

"But, she's like this." Yiyi didn't even know how to get her into bed.

"I'll do it." Cheng Zhu decided to take action himself.

After all, we just went to bed, where are we going?

He directly picked up Zhang Qiqi and relaxed her.

The senior's heart trembled, and she felt that Cheng Zhu's boyfriend power was quite strong.

This reminded her of the scene where the man was sweating slightly in front of her, and her heartbeat began to accelerate again.

The underage girl looked at Cheng Zhu's back from a distance, her mouth slightly deflated when she saw Zhang Qiqi being held up like this.

"This old woman Zhang Qiqi is really troublesome!"

Finally, Cheng Zhu put the senior sister on the right side of the bed.

Then, he turned to look at Yiyi and said, "Do you want to change her pajamas?"

"I'll give it a try, but I don't know if I can change it." She felt that the other person was as drunk as a puddle of mud.

"Just sleep like this, it'll be fine," Cheng Zhu said.

"Yeah." Yiyi nodded slightly.

"It's already very late, you should go to bed early." Cheng Zhu said.

After a long night of tossing and drinking, he was already a little sleepy.

His body was not lacking, but sleepiness was beginning to sweep over him.

"Yeah." The innocent little white flower nodded.

After Cheng Zhu left the second bedroom, he returned to the master bedroom and started brushing his teeth and washing his face.

There's no need to take a shower. I've taken it several times today and my body still smells good.

After briefly washing up, Cheng Zhu also changed into his own silk pajamas.

He stood by the window and took a look outside.

"The rain has lightened up a lot."

"It feels like it's about to stop."

This Mr. Dragon from Hangzhou really wonders if he has some fucking dragon king attributes?

It can pour rain every fucking time, right?

The weather forecast is just like a forecast

"Is this a tacit understanding between me and God?" Cheng Zhu felt dumbfounded.

At this moment, he heard a gentle knock on the door: "Dong dong dong."

Cheng Zhu thought Zhang Qiqi, who was pretending to be drunk, had woken up, because they had not discussed whether they should be drunk until the next day, or whether they could get confused later?

As a result, as soon as the door opened, he saw the innocent little white flower standing there pretty.

Yiyi, who is wearing a bare face, is still very eye-catching because her skin condition is so good.

"What's wrong?" he asked.

"Brother Cheng Zhu, it's like this. Sister, she drank too much. I just want to wake her up and have some breakfast tomorrow morning. Otherwise, her gastrointestinal condition will be very bad and she will feel uncomfortable easily."

"So I want to ask you, will you get up early tomorrow, or will you go to bed later?"
To be continued...