Shen quietly took a shower and changed her clothes, feeling refreshed all over. Her hair was wet and wrapped in a towel, and a drop of water rolled down her cheek. Jiang Zhixian was a little thirsty.
He stubbed out his cigarette, took out a retro hair dryer from the cabinet, and quietly waved to Shen.
"come over."
Shen quietly stood still and said, "I can go to the cloakroom. There is a smart hair conditioner there."
She can sit on a soft stool, rest her head on a circular cabin, and massage and apply essential oils. In just half an hour, her hair will be dry.
Jiang Zhixian held up the hair dryer, but when he saw she didn't come, he thought again and spoke in a higher tone, "A few days ago, I saw a news on the Interstellar Network, saying that someone was using a smart hair care device and their hair was tangled up by the robotic arm. Half of his scalp was actually taken off, and the blood... ugh, it's quite scary."
"..." Shen quietly stopped, veins twitching on his forehead.
Unexpectedly, Jiang Zhixian not only refused to shut up, but intensified, "Although Lester's family is rich, this is just a cargo starship, and the equipment inside may only be maintained every few months..."
"Okay, shut up, Jiang Zhixian." Shen quietly grabbed the towel on his head and looked at him with a frosty face.
This person's bad intentions are simply disgusting.
Faced with Shen Qingqi's little temper, Jiang Zhixian was shameless and didn't feel wrong at all. Instead, he shook the hair dryer in his hand and said, "We are going to meet the Earl of Leicester later. Your hair is wet, which is an embarrassment to me." ,Have you forgotten the etiquette of aristocrats?"
Sure enough, surprisingly, he started not to speak human words again.
Shen Qingqing couldn't bear it any longer, so she simply sneered, pulled off the towel on her head, walked up to Shen Qingqing openly, and Shi Shiran sat down on the sofa.
"Blow it."
Her tone was arrogant, like ordering a maid at home.
Jiang Zhixian was not angry. Instead, he held a bunch of wet hair with a smile and sniffed it gently with the tip of his nose. "The smell is not very good. It is not as fragrant as my freesia."
Hey, he actually knew that the shampoo and shower gel at home were scented with freesia?
Shen Qingqing was a little surprised.
The power supply was ready, and the hair dryer began to make a faint sound of wind, making Shen Qiao's long hair dance lightly, and was caught back with one hand.
With her long hair, it took more than ten minutes to completely dry her hair. I originally thought that Jiang Zhixian was just joining in the fun, but I didn't expect that he really helped her dry her hair seriously, without even making any unnecessary movements.
This made Shen Qingqian feel a little weird.
It's like a gangster leader who suddenly changed his mind and became a good person.
"Shen Quietly." A magnetic voice mixed with the roar of the wind came from behind.
Shen quietly closed his eyes and sighed comfortably.
"Um."
"Just like you did to Xiao Xiao, please leave a small amount of spiritual power in my sea of consciousness."
Shen quietly opened her eyes and was about to turn around when she was stopped by Jiang Zhixian's big hand, "My hair hasn't been dried yet, what's the rush?"
"You know?" Shen Qingqing thought that she was doing it very covertly.
"Of course I know." Jiang Zhixian chuckled twice.
"What else do you know?"
Shen quietly grabbed her clothes and felt someone holding her hair, blowing the wind on the back of her neck. She was so sensitive that she couldn't help but shrink her neck.
"Well... don't be nervous. If you don't want me to know, I'll just pretend not to know." Jiang Zhixian seemed to be pointing out something, with a hint of teasing in his eyes.
Not to mention, it’s really exciting to watch the little wild cat blowing up its fur and having to act good.
Want to tame her.
Shen Qingqing didn't know how much she had exposed, and she was afraid that the other party was deliberately deceiving him. Now that Jiang Zhixian was willing to play dumb, she would naturally accompany him to the end.
"What are you doing with my mental energy?" Shen quietly wondered.
Leaving one's mental power in the opponent's sea of consciousness generally has two meanings. One is that she and Xiao deliberately plotted against each other and planted a bomb in the other party's sea of consciousness. Of course, only if the mental power exceeds the opponent's 2- 3 levels, with the power of crushing, looking through the opponent's memory and consciousness.
The other kind is Jiang Zhixian and Shen Qingqiu. Jiang Zhixian is SS level, and Shen Qingqiu is currently S level. It is impossible to make the other party unsuspecting and bury the nail. So the meaning of leaving mental power is It is equivalent to the other party voluntarily giving her the right to perceive consciousness.
This kind of relationship mostly occurs between lovers and couples. Once the two are integrated, it is called "heart-to-heart communication".
"I'm just letting you feel it. I'm not in any danger to you. Why are you nervous?" Jiang Zhixian put down the hair dryer, took out a bottle of rose essential oil from the drawer, and curled his lips in disgust.
I don't like the smell, but if you apply it on the little wild cat's hair, it should be more shiny.
He thought for a moment, squeezed two pumps, rubbed it into his palms, and rubbed it at the ends of Shen Qiao's hair.
Sitting obediently and letting herself be manipulated, Shen Qing felt a little embarrassed when he said this, "It's not that I've always doubted you."
Who makes him so rude that he jumps back and forth across her bottom line in three or two sentences?
"It doesn't matter." Jiang Zhixian stopped what he was doing and coaxed her patiently, "Little Wildcat, if you don't believe me, I'll let you see for yourself whether it's true or not. If this can make you trust me more, maybe in the future We get along much better."
Shen Qingqing, who did not have SSS-level mental power, was not a big threat to Jiang Zhixian. He was willing to leave a trace of her mental power in the sea of consciousness, which was a bit indulgent.
"Why are you doing this?" Shen quietly frowned, reached out and touched her blow-dried hair, gently put it behind her head, then turned around and faced Jiang Zhixian.
"Jiang Zhixian, you've been a little strange lately."
For example, being so close to her, helping her protect her and taking care of her, if Shen Qingqiu hadn't been a love brain, she might have fallen in love right now.
"It's not okay to be nice to you?" Jiang Zhixian looked at him with a smile, his eyes seemed to contain a galaxy.
"I can't figure out what you want?"
Shen looked at him quietly, but it seemed as if there was something behind him that he could not figure out.
Fortunately, Jiang Zhixian didn't insist on a result. He casually threw the hair dryer on the coffee table, stretched his body and stood up from the sofa.
"If you don't understand, don't guess. You should rest first. I'm going to take a bath too."
As he spoke, he opened the zipper on his combat uniform, revealing the black work vest underneath, and said with a smile, "If you don't wash it, you won't let me go to bed tonight."
"Jiang Zhixian!" Sure enough, the seriousness lasted only two minutes.
If Jiang Zhixian hadn't run so fast, Shen Qingqing could have picked up an apple from the table and smashed it into his unruly face.
The bathroom door was closed again, and this time it was Shen's turn to sit quietly on the sofa, thinking wildly.
She is now 80% sure that the person competing for business with Jiang Zhixian is Qin Chengxu. He deliberately hides his identity and may not show his true face.
But Jiang Zhixian and her had shown their faces to the Earl of Leicester. Once they met, things would probably develop in an unpredictable direction.
No! It's too risky.
Shen quietly looked solemn and quickly sent a new command at the terminal.
"In the name of Kestrel, go to Planet B-66 to buy arms from the Imolo Tribe and ask them to prepare them as soon as possible within 2 days. Money is not an issue."
Since you want to steal business, let’s add fuel to the fire!