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Chapter 239 Lovely Careful Machine

The most important thing is that Gu Xian has no scandals and has not had any ambiguous relationships with other women.

Not only do you turn a blind eye to other women's favors, but you won't even take a chance. No matter how many tricks you make, Gu Xian won't even look at them.

This kind of man feels very safe.

He was so clean when he was single. If he had a partner, wouldn’t he avoid other women?

After having a perfect dinner, Qiao Zhinan took the initiative to contract the dishwashing work and was rejected. The rejection was reasonable and well-founded:

"My baby's hands are used to write scripts, not to wash dishes."

Qiao Zhinan leaned against the kitchen door and looked at Gu Xian who was washing dishes: "You said my hands are used to write scripts, aren't your hands more important?"

"Um?"

Gu Xian looked back at Qiao Zhinan and continued washing dishes.

"Your hands are used to sign a contract and write a check. One contract is worth billions. Compared to you, the script I wrote is simply not worth mentioning."

Qiao Zhinan still has self-knowledge, but he can't compare with him.

"You have to use your hands to write the script!"

Gu Xian analyzed this matter from a comprehensive perspective and summarized it:

"But I don't have to use my hands to sign my autograph. I have a seal, which is very convenient."

Qiao Zhinan smiled silently. Did they think too far away? They just washed the dishes and could they still wash their hands?

Is the hand a one-time thing, can't touch the water?

All in all, exaggerated.

Although Gu Xian had contracted the work of washing, Qiao Zhinan did not sit and play without hesitation, but instead stood at the kitchen door and chatted with him.

Gu Xian was really careful and asked someone to prepare her changing pajamas.

After taking a shower, Qiao Zhinan got off the upper floor. Gu Xian also changed into home clothes. He wore a white towel around his neck. His hair was not completely dry and drooped. He was still a little soft and had a bit of milk.

"Why don't your hair dry?"

Qiao Zhinan frowned slightly as he looked at the ends of Gu Xian's hair dripping with water.

"I miss you..."

Gu Xian didn't care about his hair, but since the baby asked, he wouldn't be pretentious.

Before Gu Xian finished speaking, Qiao Zhinan began to answer quickly:

"I can't just want me to blow your hair!"

Gu Xian smiled and did not deny it.

"Tsk tsk tsk."

Qiao Zhinan suddenly felt the truth:

"You know this little trick? Gu Xian, you know a lot!"

“Where is the hair dryer?”

Qiao Zhinan chuckled with these cute tricks from Gu Xian, but he was still willing to spoil him.

Gu Xian looked up at Qiao Zhinan, with a deep meaning hidden in his eyes. He quickly stopped and stood up and said, "The room upstairs."

"Let's go."

Qiao Zhinan glanced upstairs, then looked at Gu Xian and said.

Gu Xian wanted to say something, but he didn't say it. He took Qiao Zhinan to his room upstairs and took out a hair dryer from the cabinet to Qiao Zhinan.

The whole process was filled with Qiao Zhinan's instructions and Gu Xian's actions. For some reason, Gu Xian suddenly became a little slow.

“Sit down.”

Qiao Zhinan asked Gu Xian to sit down in the chair in the room, stood behind him and took a hair dryer to blow his hair.

With his soft little hands walking through his hair, Gu Xian glanced at Qiao Zhinan who was standing behind him with his own eyes, and a strange feeling came to his heart.

The hair dryer sounded very loudly, as if no other sounds around him could be heard, but he felt his powerful heartbeat, and he beated very quickly and loudly.
Chapter completed!
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