If Huo Yunting saw it... what would he think?

Xia Chuwei didn't dare to think about it anymore.

...

Huo Yunting sat on the sofa and checked the time for the third time.

It's been an hour and Xia Chuwei hasn't come out yet.

Huo Yunting frowned slightly, stood up and was about to check the situation, when the bathroom door was finally opened.

Xia Chuwei walked out with her head lowered.

I don’t know if it’s because she just took a shower, but the woman’s face seems a bit paler than usual.

She seemed to have forgotten to blow dry her hair, and her wet hair was dripping down her hair like tears.

Huo Yunting walked up to her and asked, "What took you so long?"

As if immersed in her own thoughts, Xia Chuwei did not notice his approach.

It wasn't until the man walked up to her and suddenly made a sound that Xia Chuwei noticed him.

Xia Chuwei was startled, and her face turned even paler.

"What, what's wrong..." Her pupils flickered violently, looking like she was in shock.

Huo Yunting looked at her, "Why do you look so ugly? Are you sick?"

As he said that, he stretched out his hand to feel the temperature on her forehead.

Xia Chuwei subconsciously avoided the man's hand, which froze in mid-air.

Xia Chuwei didn't dare to look into his eyes, "I'm fine, maybe... I'm just too tired and didn't get a good rest."

Huo Yunting slowly took his hand back and said, "You will be very tired after staying in country L for so long and flying for a whole day."

Glancing at Xia Chuwei, the man added, "Your hair is not dry yet. I'll get a hair dryer and dry it before going to bed."

Before Xia Chuwei could stop her, Huo Yunting had already walked into the bathroom.

Soon, Huo Yunting took out the hair dryer.

Xia Chuwei stretched out her hand to take it, but the man avoided her hand.

There was some confusion in Xia Chuwei's eyes, and Huo Yunting said, "I'll help you play."

Xia Chuwei was startled, "Will you help me play?"

After she could remember it, even during the period when she had the best relationship with Huo Yunting, he never helped her blow dry her hair.

"Yeah." Huo Yunting's deep voice seemed to be a little warmer than usual.

Xia Chuwei was still in a daze when Huo Yunting turned on the hair dryer and pressed her down on the sofa.

"Aren't you very tired? You can rest after blow-drying your hair."

Xia Chuwei's lips moved, as if she wanted to say something.

In the end, she didn't say a word and let Huo Yunting dry her hair.

Xia Chuwei thought that for a man of Huo Yunting's status, others would usually serve her.

But what surprised her was that his gestures were still very skillful.

Apparently done many times.

Xia Chuwei looked in the mirror at the man who was seriously drying her hair. Her heart felt as if it had been swept by an angular feather, feeling painful and soft.

After thoroughly drying Xia Chuwei's hair, Huo Yunting said lightly: "Okay, you can rest first."

Xia Chuwei looked up at him, "What about you?"

"I'm going to take a shower first."

The tense nerves relaxed a little, "Okay, I'll go to sleep first."

"Um."

As if afraid that the light would be too bright and affect her rest, Huo Yunting turned off all the lights in the bedroom, leaving only a small lamp beside Huo Yunting's bed.

Afterwards, he went to the bathroom to take a shower.

The light in the room was very dim. In the past, when she was waiting for Huo Yunting to come home, she would leave the light on for Huo Yunting like this. She didn't think anything of it at the time.

But at this moment, under such light, she felt an indescribable feeling of suffocation.

Xia Chuwei closed her eyes. Her body was very tired, but she never fell asleep.

When Huo Yunting finished taking a shower and returned to bed, Xia Chuwei's body, which had been relaxed, tensed up again and became stiff.


Chapter completed!