5092: The flowers are still there (28)

The flowers are still there (28)

Sakura Qianxi stood in front of Huang qingdie and touched her hair gently. She frowned and asked,"why is your hair still wet?"2

"If it's half-dried, it's not easy for hair to grow," Huang qingdie said."It's not good for hair if it's too dry."

Sakura Qianxi did not understand the logic behind this, but she still pulled Huang qingdie to sit down and dried her hair with the hairdryer.

Huang qingdie originally did not want to brag.

However, Sakura Qianxi's technique was really good. She even gave her a warm and comfortable feeling when she dried her hair.

Huang qingdie felt warm as she sat there. She truly understood that she was being pampered by Sakura Qianxi.

"We're about to go to sleep. You'll catch a cold if you're half-dry like this. Don't do this next time. Is your hair more important than your body?" Sakura Qianxi said gently, afraid that she would pull Huang qingdie's hair.

Huang qingdie wanted to say that hair was also important. Didn't Boys Like Girls with long, smooth hair?

However, she could hear the seriousness in Sakura Qianxi's words. She knew Sakura Qianxi to some extent.

If she had said that, Sakura Qianxi would probably have asked her to cut her hair short the next day.

She didn't want to cut it short. Long hair looked good, and she had gone to great lengths to keep it.

When she was young, she was a little boyish and had cut her hair short.

Later on, he fell in love with Sakura Qianxi and went to his concert. He saw many girls screaming and screaming crazily, many of whom were beautiful with long hair.

At that time, her heart had fallen. Those women were so beautiful, and she wanted to become beautiful too. At least, she didn't want to be a short-haired boy.

So at that time, she began to work hard to become a lady and started to grow her long hair.

Now, she had kept it for a long time. Every time it was too long, she would trim it a little and maintain this length of hair.

In the past, she had once imagined that she could sometimes let her hair slide through the hands of her idol, Sakura Qianxi.

He didn't expect that he could really be like this when he grew up.

Now, Sakura Qianxi was drying her hair for her. She had even proposed to her and put a ring on her.

No matter how many times she watched it, Huang qingdie still felt like she was dreaming.

It seemed that in a flash, she had grown up from a young girl and met Sakura Qianxi.

Furthermore, Sakura Qianxi had just said that she would be sleeping soon. When she heard the word "sleep," she became nervous.

She did not know what she was nervous about.

Sitting quietly on the sofa, she could smell the elegant scent of Sakura Qianxi's body. As she sniffed, she felt that her body and mind were beginning to be intoxicated.

Her heart seemed to be beating fast.

Huang qingdie felt like covering her heart so that her heart would not beat out.

Sakura Qianxi felt that Huang qingdie was too quiet tonight, and he was not used to it.

"What are you thinking about?"

"I'm sleeping. "

Huang qingdie did not expect Sakura Qianxi to suddenly ask such a question. She had answered on reflex.

After she answered and realized what she had said, Huang qingdie suddenly felt that there was an ambiguous atmosphere in the air.

It was as if, as if sleeping represented a deeper meaning.

Huang qingdie sat there stiffly. She wanted to bite her tongue off.

She did not even dare to turn her head. She did not know what Sakura Qianxi was thinking.

When Sakura Qianxi heard Huang qingdie's words, she was also slightly stunned, and her hands stopped moving.

"Swoosh Swoosh Swoosh ..."

The hairdryer was still on, but neither Sakura Qianxi nor Huang qingdie spoke for a while.

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