With random thoughts, Haiyue slowly slowed down her breathing and tried her best to make herself look sleepy.

After a long time, the breath that was blowing on his face disappeared.

Haiyue heard the sound of her footsteps gradually leaving, and sighed a long sigh, supported herself and sat up slowly, looking at the beige walls, listening to the sound of water coming from the bathroom, and her thoughts gradually drifted away.

Can she really go through the next few decades with such a person in such a marriage?

Haiyue is uncertain.

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After taking a shower, Sikong Jingqiu came out and saw Haiyue sitting in the middle of the bed, looking confused. He was stunned for a moment, wiping his hair and walking over to sit on the edge of the bed, "Are you awake?"

"Uh...um." Haiyue suddenly came to her senses and subconsciously shrank back.

Sikong Jingqiu frowned, not very happy with her dodging action, but she didn't say anything. She bent down and pulled open the drawer of the bedside table, took out the hair dryer and stuffed it into Haiyue's hand, "Help me blow my hair."

"Ah? OK." Haiyue was stunned for a moment before taking the hair dryer. She pressed the switch, but found that the power supply was not connected. What should I do? Should I ask him to help connect the power supply, or go down and connect it by myself? But the Sikong socket happened to be at Sikong Jingqiu's feet...

Recognizing her hesitation, Sikong Jingqiu turned his head slightly, "What's wrong?"

"Uh..." Haiyue bit her lower lip, "The power supply was not connected."

Sikong Jingqiu did not speak, bent down and connected the power supply. When he was about to get up, he suddenly saw a dark green box lying in the gap between the bed and the bed cabinet.

Perhaps because of the reason why it fell from a high place, the lid of the box had been lifted, revealing the silver male ring inside.

No one has ever been to this lounge except himself. He doesn't remember buying such a cheap ring, so it was brought by Song Haiyue.

Sikong Jingqiu was stunned for a moment and reached out to pick up the ring.

Seeing that he bent down for so long and hadn't moved, Haiyue couldn't help but wonder, "Is there any problem with the socket?"

"Well, it seems a little loose. Use it first today. I'll ask Secretary Lin to come and change it later." Sikong Jingqiu tightened his hands, held the ring into his palm, picked up the green box and put it quietly into the pocket of the bedside table clothes, straightened his body as usual.

"Oh." Haiyue didn't doubt that he was there, and turned on the hair dryer to help him blow his hair.

No one spoke, and there was nothing else in the room except the sound of a hair dryer.

Hai Yue gently plucked Sikong Jingqiu's incredibly soft black hair, and her long hair hanging on his shoulders, her thoughts couldn't help but drift away. In the past two years, Yunyan has been taking care of her, and she seems to have never blown her hair for him. In the future, it is even more impossible to have such an opportunity...

A feeling of sadness surged into his heart, and Haiyue couldn't help but close her eyes, and her hand holding the hair dryer trembled slightly.

The feeling of getting hotter and hotter came from her scalp. Sikong Jingqiu frowned and turned it off, took off the hair dryer in her hand, and turned it off, "What's wrong?"

"Ah? Yes, I'm sorry, I'm distracted..." Haiyue lowered her head in annoyance. She promised Sikong Jingqiu that she wanted to forget Yunyan, but she broke her promise again and again...

Sikong Jingqiu glanced at her, held the silver ring tightly, and took it back into his pocket without leaving any trace, got up and put the hair dryer away and stuffed it into the drawer, then said, "Put on the clothes and let's go out for lunch."
Chapter completed!