The bearded man didn't get an inch, after all, Zhan Shaoyin and Song Huayi were in tune, and he had already earned it.

The popularity of the photo of the two people yesterday has not come down, and he struck while the iron was hot, which naturally played a big role in promoting him.

When Song Huayi came out of the water, the skirt was wet and sticking to her body, which was originally a close-fitting design, so she felt very uncomfortable when she was wet wrapped around her body.

The assistant also immediately took her to the shed to change her clothes, and Zhan Shaoyin went to the tent next door.

Zhan Shaoyin changed his clothes relatively quickly, and after he changed out, he stood outside the tent and waited for Song Huayi.

Suddenly received a call from Qiao Mingcan, and saw that there were staff members who were cleaning up the equipment around him, after all, it was noisy, so he walked away to answer the phone.

Noticing that Zhan Shaoyin walked away, Huo Ning walked outside the tent without a trace.

About two minutes later, Song Huayi walked out of the tent.

The makeup was not removed, the hair was not removed, a lot of hairspray had been sprayed, and it was wet just now, and it would be very wasteful to comb it directly, so she just wrapped her wet hair in a towel and didn't take care of it.

The valley wind was still a little cold in the evening, and Song Huayi was wearing the sleeveless dress she wore when she came in the morning, shivering slightly from the cold.

As soon as she came out, she looked around, obviously looking for Zhan Shaoyin.

Huo Ningfang walked up to her and told with a smile: "Sanshao went over there to answer the phone." ”

Song Huayi looked in the direction pointed by Huo Ningfang, and sure enough, he saw Zhan Shaoyin.

Before Song Huayi could walk towards Zhan Shaoyin, he felt warm on his shoulders, and when he looked sideways, Huo Ningfang put his own blazer on her, and said to her with a chuckle: "It's cold at night, don't catch a cold." ”

Song Huayi felt a little embarrassed, but felt that Huo Ningfang might just have good intentions, and was about to take off the clothes with a dry smile to refuse his kindness, but when her hand just touched the clothes, the clothes were the first not to be taken away.

"Is it that cold?"

Zhan Shaoyin's voice sounded softly behind him, and when Song Huayi looked back at him, he saw him smiling and handing the coat in his hand back to Huo Ningfang, and his tone was very polite: "Thank you, Mr. Huo, my own coat is thicker, yours should be kept and worn by yourself." ”

While speaking, Zhan Shaoyin returned the coat to Huo Ningfang, and then handed the clothes with the crooked arms to Song Huayi and asked Song Huayi to wear them.

Huo Ningfang didn't have any emotion, and kept smiling gently.

Song Huayi's hair was wet, and Zhan Shaoyin was afraid that she would catch a cold, so he didn't go home directly, but found a nearby hotel at the bottom of the mountain to stay in first and let her take a hot bath.

"Zhan Shaoyin?"

Zhan Shaoyin, who was standing by the window and smoking, faintly heard his name being called from the bathroom.

Not sure if she heard him wrong, because she barely called him by his full name.

He threw the half-smoked cigarette into the ashtray on the side, turned around and walked into the house, stood outside the bathroom door and asked, "You called me?" ”

"I can't comb my hair with clips."

Song Huayi's voice sounded a little distressed, "Can you come in and help me get a clip?" ”

Of course, Zhan Shaoyin can't wait.

So as soon as Song Huayi's words fell, Zhan Shaoyin's hand fell on the bathroom door, and he pushed the door without hesitation and walked in.

In the bathroom, she sat with her back to him in the large bathtub, and there was a thick layer of foam floating on the bathtub, which was enough to cover her body, but she was still holding a bath towel to wrap around her body.

The black hair on the head is a wet mess - >>

Oh no, there was a comb and a couple of black clips removed from the head, as well as some strands of hair that had been pulled off during the combing process.

Zhan Shaoyin walked behind her, reached out to pick up the comb but was a little clueless, and asked her, "Where to start?" ”

Song Huayi tied the bath towel: "You take off the clip first." ”

The clips were all hidden in the messy hair, and at that time, in order to fix the hairstyle, I didn't know that I put on a lot of clips and sprayed a lot of hairspray.

After Song Huayi permed his hair, it was a little difficult to comb his hair when he washed his hair, and under the effect of hairspray, the hair strands were even more messy together.

Zhan Shaoyin leaned down and gently groped on her head with his hand, taking the clips off her head one by one.

After the clip was removed, he tried to comb it with a comb, but the comb got stuck in his hair.

"I think it's just a shave."

He said.

Song Huayi glanced at him: "I washed my hair first, wiped the conditioner to comb some more." ”

"Then you lie down."

Song Huayi looked back at him with a smile: "You want to help me wash?" ”

"Do you want to wash together?"

He teased, but instead of eating her tofu, he put his hand on her shoulder and turned her in the direction of the designed groove in the tub.

Pick up the sprinkler on the side, adjust the water temperature, and gently spray it on Song Huayi's hair.

Song Huayi was worried that his clumsiness would get water into her eyes, so she kept her eyes closed after lying down.

When he squeezed the shampoo and gently rubbed her hair with his hands, Song Huayi opened his eyes, looked up at him, and said with a smile: "The technique is quite skillful." ”

He raised his eyebrows lightly and said, "Really?"

Washing someone's hair for the first time. ”

The smile on Song Huayi's face suddenly faded, but those dark eyes were still staring at him, and after being quiet for a few seconds, she said, "Could it be that you are familiar with my technique now, and you will go to wash other girls' hair in the future?" ”

Zhan Shaoyin felt that she was starting to think crankily again, and she didn't want the atmosphere to be dull, so she replied jokingly: "Do you really think of me as a barbershop?" ”

She smiled, her gaze away from his face, not knowing where she landed in the bathroom, as if thinking something in her mind, and her gaze gradually lost focus.

Zhan Shaoyin washed away the shampoo foam on her head with water, this time she didn't close her eyes again, but kept looking at him with her eyes open, but when the water foam accidentally splashed on her face, she would blink her eyes unconsciously.

"Which bottle is conditioner?"

Song Huayi turned his head to look at the pile of bottles placed next to him, and then pointed with his finger: "The pink bottle." ”

After pointing out, she put her hand in the water again, playing with the foam on the bathtub, and looked like she was enjoying it.

He combed her hair quite lightly, as if he was afraid that her scalp would hurt.

But even so, he still dragged a lot of hair down, and he said while cleaning the hair strands tangled in the comb, "Toss it twice more, and you should not be far from baldness." ”

In the face of his poisonous words, Song Huayi just smiled at him, and didn't talk back to him like before.

After combing all the hair, I heard him breathe a sigh of relief, rinsed her hair carefully with the water boy again, and then picked up the dry towel on the side and wiped it briefly, trying to wrap her hair with a towel, but after trying twice, it felt that something was wrong, so he asked her: "How to wrap this?" ”