"Su Shijie, the bath has been put away, you can go and wash it... But Xiao Zhang said there are no clothes for men to wear here..."
Usually Su Shijie hasn't spent the night here.
The time when she was sick, he didn't even sleep with his clothes on.
"Call your men and bring them some pajamas, and some clothes for tomorrow?" Chanel asked.
Su Shijie threw down his mobile phone: "I have already given the order."
His movements are always faster than her thoughts——
"Come here and help me take off my clothes."
Without any reluctance, Chanel walked over, took off his coat, and unbuttoned his business shirt...
Su Shijie seemed very satisfied and didn't let her take off her pants. He kissed her on the forehead as a reward and went into the bathroom.
Chanel didn't go to bed first, so she asked Xiao Zhang to bring some fresh sheets and clean the bed by herself.
She knew that Su Shijie had mysophobia and had to change bedding every day at Su's house...
Then she discovered that she didn't know anything about Su Shijie. At least she remembered his habits in life.
Su Shijie came out wearing a bath towel and saw Chanel put on a loose nightgown, kneeling on the bed to change the pillowcase, patting the big pillow to smooth out the wrinkles.
Su Shijie was quite dissatisfied. He liked the smell of Chanel... What kind of bed sheets should she change?
Smelling her scent will make him sleep peacefully.
But with Chanel sleeping next to him tonight, he won't have any insomnia without the need for sheets.
"Have you washed it?" Chanel looked at his hair, "Why don't you blow dry it?"
Su Shijie wiped his hair casually with the towel on his neck: "It doesn't matter."
"You told me before that you can't sleep without blow-drying your hair, or you'll get a headache. Go and blow-dry it quickly."
Su Shijie almost thought that the woman who frowned and said she cared about her had traveled from somewhere else...
He frowned and sat on the bed, lying down enjoying himself.
Chanel took his arm: "No, you get up and blow dry your hair."
"..."
"I'm going to get the hair dryer, can I help you dry it?" Su Shijie had helped her blow dry her hair so many times before, and it was her turn.
If she hadn't been afraid that Su Shijie couldn't control his desire, she would have taken the initiative to go into the bathroom and help him take a bath just now...
Su Shijie lay enjoying himself, with the corner of his mouth raised. From the corner of his eye, he saw Chanel opening the cabinets one by one, finding the hair dryer and plugging it in.
"Come on, Su Shijie, sit up."
Su Shijie was lying there, eyes narrowed, staring at her contentedly: "Kiss me."
"How can I let you blow dry your hair and then ask for a kiss?"
"Kiss me."
Chanel almost thought she heard wrongly? He actually had a hint of coquettishness.
Su Shijie was used to being a chauvinist and rarely acted coquettishly in front of her...
Chanel leaned over and kissed him on the forehead: "Okay, can you get up?"
Su Shijie crossed his arms and sat up with his elbows on the bed. His pillow was stained with water dripping from his hair.
Chanel frowned, and silently changed the side of his pillow, swapping it with her own pillow.
Chanel took a big fluffy towel and dried Su Shijie again...
His hair was already short, but it became much drier after absorbing the water.
"Su Shijie, why did you use my towel?" Chanel suddenly discovered, "Didn't I prepare a clean towel for you? Didn't you see it?"
When Su Shijie saw it, he liked to use things that smelled like her...