Qin Ningrui also covered her chin and groaned in pain.
"Haha, I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Mu Mu raised his head and looked at Qin Nigrui with crooked eyebrows. His voice was a little hoarse from crying just now, his eye bags were swollen, and his wet eyelashes made people feel distressed.
She rubbed Qin Ningrui's chin with her delicate palms, and she could feel the stubble on his chin.
After more than a month of closed training, his face became darker.
Qin Ningrui reached out and took a handful of Mu Mu's long hair, which was still wet. He said in a commanding tone: "Sit tight and I'll blow dry your hair."
He put his hands on her shoulders and forced her to sit down.
"Okay, okay, I'll do it to you after you blow dry me." Mu Mu patiently enjoyed Qin Ningrui's slow and methodical hair blowing movements, his hands seemed to be filled with magic power.
Make her feel drowsy.
She leaned her head on Qin Ningrui's body and stared lazily at the pot of hyacinth that was about to wither. "You're back, it's wilted."
"Huh?" Qin Ningrui didn't know what Mu Mu was talking about.
He tilted his head and looked at her curiously.
Mu Mu pointed at the pot of hyacinth and said, "I came here before it bloomed."
Qin Ningrui smiled when he heard this and rubbed Mu Mu's hair with his big hands.
There is a lot of heartache, a lot of love, and a lot of pampering in her smile and movements.
"My hair is dry, come here, let me blow it for you." Mu Mu grabbed the hair dryer from Qin Ningrui's hand, pulled Qin Ningrui to squat on the ground, and stood up on her own.
Her soft and delicate hands and fingers were running through Qin Ningrui's hair. She turned down the wind power of the hair dryer a little, making the temperature softer.
This picture warms this small living room.
Mu Mu also looked for white hair for Qin Ningrui. She liked to look for white hair on his head the most.
"You already knew that, right?"
Her movements gradually became a little careless.
Qin Ningrui turned around, looked deeply, and said earnestly: "We are all the same. I hope you can live a happier life. She didn't tell you because she knew the result could not be changed. You should understand her painstaking efforts."
Mu Mu put down the hair dryer, raised her feet, put them on the swing, hugged her knees with both hands, looked at the man beside her with a curved lip, "You protected me so well, I'm not as fragile as you think."
She's really not that fragile.
She's just used to relying on people around her who treat her well.
"You should have told me." Mu Mu said with red eyes.
I am still sad and distressed, and now I have an added layer of self-blame, which is very self-blame.
Why didn't you stay with her until the last minute?
Let her walk away alone, and let her lie on the cold coffee table for so long.
"I promised on the phone that I wouldn't let her go next time. She laughed and said it doesn't matter, she's such an old lady, she can pretend like that."
Glittering tears slipped from the corners of her eyes, one drop at a time, onto Qin Ningrui's arm.
Qin Ningrui took out a handkerchief from his pocket to wipe Mu Mu's tears, and said in a consultative tone: "Come to the army with me, okay?"
"Not going."
She now hates that glorious olive green.
Very annoying.
Qin Ningrui understood Mu Mu's concerns and knew that she was insecure now, so he promised her: "I won't leave, I won't disappear, and nothing will happen."
Mu Mu asked seriously: "Are you still mine?"
Qin Ningrui smiled softly, "I will always be yours."
