After saying that, Su Moer winked at Mo Hui, opened her arms, and blocked the bathroom door.
"Uh...Sister Mo'er..."
After scratching the back of his head, the cold water dripped from Mo Hui's hair, along his young face, and onto his blue sports T-shirt. Soon, it moistened the clothes on his shoulders and chest.
Wet a lot
"Okay, sister Mo'er, Senior Mo has called you sister!
This time, you can spare me!"
Worried that Mo Hui would catch a cold, Qi Xue grabbed Su Mo'er's arm and dragged her into the room, then closed the door with a bang.
"Hahaha!"
Jumping onto the bed, Su Moer rolled around happily like a dog.
"It's such a wonderful night. I don't have to work overtime and I have a handsome guy as my younger brother!"
After saying that, Su Moer stretched out her right hand and made a "V" gesture of victory.
"Sister Mo'er, you are going too far!"
Giving Su Mo'er a blank look, Qi Xue took the toiletries to the bathroom, took a quick shower, and then returned to Su Mo'er's room.
"Here, let me help you dry your hair!"
Su Mo'er picked up the hair dryer and waved to Qi Xue, who was wiping her wet long hair.
"good!"
Smiling, she sat on the bed and let Su Mo'er blow her half-dry and half-wet hair with the hair dryer. The cool wind blew in from the open window, bringing a refreshing feeling.
Gradually, the memories deep in my heart came to my mind...
Once, someone used a hair dryer to gently dry her hair after she took a shower...
But, now, there is another woman beside that person
From then on, she could no longer experience his tenderness...
The tip of her nose suddenly felt sour, Qi Xue pursed her lips, and her eyes were slightly red.
"Okay, your hair is dry!"
Su Mo'er smiled behind Qi Xue. She stood up and put the hair dryer away, then ran to close the window tightly and turn off the light, then jumped on the bed and got under the quilt.
"Xue'er, that boy looks pretty good.
How about it, are you interested in developing a pure campus love?"
Knowing that Qi Xue was in a bad mood tonight, Su Moer just deliberately teased Mo Hui
She lay in bed, stretched out her hand to hold Qi Xue's hand, and continued to pick relatively light topics.