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

Xia Chuwei didn't dare to think about it any longer.

......

Huo Yunting sat on the sofa and went to see the time for the third time.

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

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

Xia Chuwei walked out with her head down.

I don’t know if it was because after taking a shower, the woman’s face seemed to be a little paler than usual.

She seemed to have forgotten to blow her hair, and her wet hair fell down the ends, like tears.

Huo Yunting walked up to her, "Why did it take so long?"

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

It was not until the man walked to her and suddenly spoke out that Xia Chuwei discovered him.

Xia Chuwei, who was startled, her face turned paler.

"What, what's wrong..." Her pupils flashed violently, looking in a state of terror.

Huo Yunting looked at her, "Why are your face so ugly? Are you sick?"

As he said that, he reached out to find out the temperature on her forehead.

Xia Chuwei subconsciously avoided the man's hand, and the man's hand froze in the air.

Xia Chuwei didn't dare to look at him in the eyes, "I'm fine, maybe... I'm just too tired and didn't have a good rest."

Huo Yunting slowly retracted his hand, "You have been in Country L for so long and have been on the plane for another day. You will be very tired."

After looking at Xia Chuwei, the man said again: "Your hair hasn't dried yet, I'll get a hair dryer and then go to bed after it's dry."

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

Soon, Huo Yunting took out the hair dryer.

Xia Chuwei reached out to pick her up, but the man avoided her hand.

Xia Chuwei's eyes were a little puzzled, and Huo Yunting said, "I'll help you blow."

Xia Chuwei was stunned, "Can you help me blow it?"

After she had memories, he did not help her blow her hair even during the period when she had the best relationship with Huo Yunting.

"Yes." Huo Yunting's low voice seemed to be a little more warm than usual.

Xia Chuwei was still stunned. Huo Yunting turned on the hair dryer and pressed her on the sofa.

"Aren't you very tired? You can rest after blowing 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 help her blow her hair.

Xia Chuwei thought that men with status like Huo Yunting usually served her.

But to her surprise, his gestures were still very skillful.

Obviously I've done it many times.

Xia Chuwei looked into the mirror. The man who was blowing his hair seriously, his heart seemed to be swept by a feather with edges and edges, which hurt and soft.

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

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

"I'll go take a shower first."

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

"Um."

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

Then he went to the bathroom to take a shower.

The light in the room was very dim. When Huo Yunting returned home, she would have left lights for Huo Yunting like this, and she didn't think anything at that time.

But at this moment, under such lights, she felt an indescribable sense of suffocation.

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

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


Chapter completed!