Chapter 205 Comb Her Hair

"Then you...don't do that..." She said in a tangled voice.

"That? Which?" Mu Yazhe raised his eyebrows, but quickly understood her meaning.

It turned out that he was really worried that he ate her!

"Okay, don't make trouble, come here."

The voice hardened, Yun Shishi's shoulders could not help shaking slightly, of course she was not very willing in her heart.

However, he didn't dare to disobey his orders, so he moved to his side inch by inch. As soon as he approached, he could easily smell the light fragrance on his body. This fragrance was quiet and elegant, like the fragrance of magnolia flowers.

Mu Yazhe stroked her hair with one hand, it was wet but with a warm heat. Rubbing vigorously, he raised his eyebrows and asked, "Did your hair run out while still wet?"

This can easily lead to migraines.

A woman, especially her age, needs to take care of her body the most. If you don't dry your hair in time, the moisture will enter the body, and you will always have a headache when you are a little older.

This girl really doesn't know how to take care of herself, doesn't she even know this bit of common sense?

Yun Shishi shook her head and said, "I usually leave my hair dry after taking a shower."

Mu Yazhe pinched her cheek, neither light nor heavy, but it was a bit teasing. "Go get a hairdryer, or you'll catch a cold."

As soon as the words fell, Yun Shishi's eyes widened in disbelief. Is this man caring about her?

Hearing his almost doting tone, Yun Shishi felt a little warm in his heart.

You know, since she grew up, it seems that only her father would care about her and love her so much. And since her father went bankrupt, her family has fallen, and she has been under the control of others. She has suffered from cold eyes and cold words. Li Qin and Yun Na always treat her indifferently.

At school, because I was always engrossed in my studies, I didn't get close to other classmates, so I was considered a loner in school.

The head teacher is also very caring for her, but...

Yun Shishi is really a girl who knows how to be satisfied, and a girl who is easily moved. Because of his words, her little face turned red, "I don't know where there is a hair dryer..."

"In the first drawer of the counter."

"Oh." Yun Shishi nodded, stood up and ran into So So. When I opened the first drawer, I saw a large white hair dryer.

She picked it up. The hair dryer was beautiful, and at first glance it was suitable for him.

It also looks very high-end, like those in the barbershop. It's just that this hair dryer is really too big and heavy. She can't hold it with one hand, and it feels heavy to hold, let alone use it.

Besides, her hands are soft and weak now, and this hair dryer is too heavy.

After plugging in the power, Yun Shishi bluntly blew her hair.

She seldom uses a hair dryer, just because she has too little time, she has to work part-time when she is studying, take credits, and catch up on papers.

I always come home late after work, and I only find time in the morning to wash my hair and rush to work, and let the wind blow dry naturally, so I rarely have such a leisurely mood. Dry.

Because the hair dryer was too heavy, she had to hold it with both hands and blow a gust of wind against her hair.

Naturally, she didn't know much about blow-drying her hair. She only knew that she had dried her hair earlier, so she turned the wind speed to the highest level. This is really bad. Her beautiful hair was blown to the extreme, Yun Shi said. Shi frowned angrily, and clumsily freed up a hand to straighten her hair, but it got messier.

Mu Yazhe heard a few whispers from time to time in the bathroom, and couldn't help but feel a little strange, this girl is messing around again.

When he walked to the door, he was a little stunned.

I saw Yun Shishi's blue silk was blown in a mess, and the ends of her hair were knotted. At this moment, this little idiot was combing with a comb.

But the hair was half-dry and half-wet, and it was difficult to comb it, and the pain was so embarrassing that tears seemed to fall from the pain.

She saw through the mirror the man who was standing behind her suddenly, she couldn't help but startled, and while still in surprise, she saw Mu Yazhe in the mirror took the comb from her hand, picked up her hair in one hand, and held it in the other. The comb combed her gently.

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