On the way back, Gu Ruojiao was the one who finally felt shy.
On the contrary, Zhuang Han not only didn't feel the slightest bit embarrassed, but also had a satisfied look on his face. The happy look never left his face until he returned to the rental house.
And the man obviously still has some unfinished thoughts.
After she took a shower, she started to follow her eagerly.
One moment I touch her skin care products, the next I make her bed, and wander around in front of her to feel her presence.
Finally he found one for him.
He hurriedly ran to her, carefully held her wet hair, and said that it was cold and her hair had to be dried quickly, otherwise she would catch cold easily.
Gu Ruojiao glanced at him and hugged his waist lazily.
"I don't want to move~ Officer Zhuang, can you blow dry my hair~"
Her voice is already sweet and soft, and when she acts coquettishly, her long and waxy tone makes people react.
Zhuang Han immediately panicked and pulled away her hand to prevent her from getting too close.
But he couldn't bear to give up this hard-earned sense of existence, so he said in a hoarse voice: "Okay."
He brought a hair dryer.
This hair dryer is only 58 yuan.
Zhuang Han had short hair and couldn't use a hair dryer, so she bought this hair dryer after she moved in.
The wind is strong, but the noise is also very loud.
As soon as I open it, I have to yell even to talk, and it hurts my hair very much.
But Zhuang Han, a straight man, doesn't understand at all.
Gu Ruojiao didn't care, as long as her hair could be dried.
As for Zhuang Han, who was a hair salon boy for the first time, his skills can be described as terrible.
He was actually very careful, but he still inevitably pulled Gu Ruojiao's hair.
Whenever this happened, Gu Ruojiao would say "it hurts" unceremoniously to make him feel guilty.
Seeing him clumsy and flustered, trying hard to tighten his hand muscles to control his strength, I thought he was very clumsy and cute.
Zhuang Han was also very smart, although at first he was not very familiar with it and was wary of hurting Gu Ruojiao, so he was not very good at playing.
But when the hair started to dry and smooth down, the panic was gradually overshadowed by the unknown ambiguity.
He watched her soft hair dancing under the control of his fingers, and the thoughts in his heart were just like the hair, being tossed by the wind and flying wildly.
Several strands of naughty hair were blown by the wind to her neck, clinging to her neck and refusing to leave.
Zhuang Han's throat tightened slightly, and his eyes fell on her slender neck.
Seeing those strands of hair caressing her neck ambiguously and mischievously, Zhuang Han felt jealous but obscure thoughts for no reason.
I wanted to replace those strands of hair and caress her neck inch by inch.
When he came to his senses, his fingers had already crossed his brain and gently pushed away the strands of hair.⑧①ZW.????m
From years of military training, his ten fingers and even the palms of his hands were covered with thick calluses.
When the thick callus scratched her delicate neck, Gu Ruojiao trembled involuntarily.
Zhuang Han's breathing began to become heavier.
He didn't take his hand away, but turned off the hair dryer and placed it on the dressing table.
In this good atmosphere, he put his hand on the back of her neck, bent down and kissed her.
He kissed her very reverently, as if he was afraid of blaspheming her, tenderly and lingeringly.
But it was unexpectedly confusing and fascinating, and she took the initiative to open her mouth and let him in.
The moment the tip of the tongue touched, tenderness was replaced by desire.
His kiss became intense and hot, as if it was about to melt you.
