Clearly, Josnian was also useful. [Full text reading. 】

The temperature in the bedroom rises, and the air is warm and ambiguous.

Ye Jiaqi gradually lost his mind, like in the clouds, at the mercy of Qiao Sinian.

However, at the critical moment, he still stopped and reached out to open the cabinet at the head of the bed.

Ye Jiaqi heard the voice, his eyes opened, and his long eyelashes were crystal mist, shallow and faint, hazy.

Her eyes darkened, and the corners of her lips were aggrieved.

She knew what he was going to take.

A pair of fawn-like eyes stared at him: "Is it okay not to?" ”

"No, you can't." Josnian refused almost without even thinking about it.

It was his negligence and lack of preparation last night, but he did not allow accidents.

Accidents like this are enough once, and it is impossible to have twice.

He doesn't like the so-called suddenness, he likes the feeling of being in control.

Ye Jiaqi looked at him with misty eyes, his resolute face did not change, she knew that he was right about some things.

Especially, when talking to her in this tone.

Ye Jiaqi didn't force it, and closed his eyes.

It's just that the strong ** suddenly disappeared halfway.

Joss kissed her neck and indulged.

Afterwards, he hugged her: "Go take a shower, huh?" ”

Ye Jiaqi nodded: "I'll go by myself." ”

"Hmm."

She was a little unsteady on her feet, but she leaned against the wall and went to the bathroom.

Soaking herself in the bathtub, she saw that her body was covered with deep and shallow kiss marks.

A white mist rises in the bathroom, and soon envelops the entire bathroom, like a fairyland.

Ye Jiaqi's arms couldn't be raised, and his eyes were still shrouded in a layer of misty mist.

She didn't know what she was thinking, and she didn't seem to think about anything, and her mind was left blank.

It was a long time before she got up from the tub and walked out wrapped in a white bathrobe.

Josnian had already washed up, and he leaned lazily against the edge of the bed, a tablet in his hand.

"Aren't you going to see a movie? Come here. ”

Ye Jiaqi shook his head: "The hair hasn't been blown yet." ”

There were traces of clarity and cleanliness in her big fluttering eyes, clearer than the starry sky.

She stood barefoot on the ground and looked down for a hair dryer.

In the bathroom, she stood in front of the mirror, silently looking at herself in the mirror, blowing her hair.

Qiao Sinian didn't know when he walked behind her, took the hair dryer in her hand, and patiently blew her hair.

He has long since gone from not being able to blow his hair to being skilled.

"I'll do it myself, I can."

"Didn't I promise you that as long as you keep your hair long, I can wash and blow your hair for you." Qiao Sinian said lightly, and there was a restrained low-key in his deep voice.

Ye Jiaqi didn't rob him anymore and enjoyed it silently.

His slender fingers ran between her hair, like electricity slipping through them.

Ye Jiaqi closed his eyes.

In my ears, there was only the sound of a hair dryer.

Ye Jiaqi's hair is thin and soft, and it is very gentle to the touch.

Gradually, damp hair slowly dries out.

Ye Jiaqi lowered his head again and looked around casually.

"Alright." When her hair was no longer damp, he put down the hair dryer.

Ye Jiaqi brushed his hair and smeared it with essential oil.

In the mirror, she was fair and ruddy, her cheeks were a shallow flush, and her long eyelashes blinked slightly, slim.

"I'm sleepy." She turned her head and threw herself into his arms.

Qiao Sinian rubbed her hair: "I'll carry you to sleep." ”

"Hmm." Ye Jiaqi did not refute.