2930: A date?(4)

A date?(4)

&Quot; sigh ... &Quot; han qiqing sighed heavily with sadness.1

How could she have forgotten?

She should have washed her hair in her pajamas and changed her clothes after washing her hair.

Han qiqing was a little depressed and inexplicably frustrated.

She sat on the bed and sullenly dried her hair with a towel. She hesitated whether to dry her hair first before changing her clothes or to change into clean clothes before drying her hair.

I think I should dry my hair first, right?

His normal deduction suddenly lost its effectiveness at this moment.

She didn't know what was in her heart, but it was like a cat had messed up its wool. She couldn't find the end, and she felt an indescribable irritation.

This kind of frustration had been haunting her like a ghost for the past few days, and she couldn't get rid of it.

Knock knock knock

Han qiqing didn't hear the knocking.

Knock knock knock

Han qiqing, who was drying her hair, still didn't hear him when he knocked on the door a second time.

There wasn't a third time, because the person outside pushed the door open and entered.

The person who came in had a pair of clear and cold eyes. He saw her frowning brows at a glance.

The towel that han qiqing was using to dry her hair was suddenly snatched away.

Startled, she looked up and met a pair of deep and cold black eyes.

"What's wrong?" He asked.

Han qiqing's reaction was a little slow. &Quot; n-nothing ... &Quot;

He covered her head with the towel again.

Feeling the strength of his gentle wiping, she fell into a slight daze.

&Quot; where's the hairdryer? " he asked.

Han qiqing looked up and blinked before saying, " in the drawer ... &Quot;

He pointed at the drawer of the bedside table.

He bent down to take it. After plugging in the hairdryer, his long fingers ran through her smooth black hair.

The sound of the hairdryer had a hypnotizing effect.

Han qiqing sat cross-legged on the bed. She was a little embarrassed, but she didn't ask him to stop.

At this moment, her phone rang. She had not come back to her senses, and her mind was on the fingers above her head.

Suddenly, the hot wind above her head stopped, and he said, " the phone is ringing. &Quot;

The phone was thrown in front of her.

Han qiqing lowered her eyes and saw song Shijun's name on the caller ID.

She quickly picked up the phone and answered the call.

"Why? I'm drying my hair."

In fact, she was drying her hair.

There was a slight noise on song Shijun's end. He seemed to be outside. He asked her, " are you done? " I'm almost at your house."

Han qiqing said in surprise, " I'm not done yet. What are you doing here so quickly? "

Song Shijun said, " you're still at home anyway. Hurry up. &Quot;

"I know, I know," Han qiqing hung up the phone after she finished speaking. She looked up with her dark eyes and turned to look at her brother behind her. Her obedient eyes seemed to be asking him to continue.

The corners of his mouth lifted slightly, as if he was smiling.

The sound of the hairdryer rang out again, and the warm air returned to her head. She could still feel his long fingers moving around.

Han qiqing closed her eyes in enjoyment.

The feeling of having someone in pain was really good. The irrepressible frustration from before seemed to have been blown away by the hairdryer at this moment.

She rolled her eyes and couldn't help but think of the dinner party a few days ago. She opened her mouth to ask something, but she hesitated.

Suddenly, she sat up straight and asked another question, " brother ... Uh, didn't you go to the office today? "

He replied calmly, " today is the weekend. &Quot;

Han qiqing smiled and said, " I'm going to watch a movie with Shijun later. It's a newly released United States blockbuster. Brother, do you like to watch American blockbusters? " Do you want to go and watch it together?"

At this moment, the hairdryer above her head stopped.

"A date?" He asked, the ending sound slightly raised.

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