The coffin put down the hair dryer and walked over to Xu Yizhi.

The face is raging, the white face, the black hair, and the contrast of colors give a strong visual impact.

The girl’s eyes are puzzled. “What’s wrong?”

Xu Yizhi saw that she had dropped the hair dryer and got up and took it.

"You want to blow your hair?"

The coffin never saw Xu Yizhi blowing his hair through a hair dryer, and most of the time he waited for the hair to dry naturally.

Xu Yizhi raised his eyebrows and inserted the plug into the socket under the bedside table. He pointed her finger to the position around him. "Sit here."

The coffin thought that she was going to help him blow his hair, the black eyes of the grapes, and looked at Xu Yizhi slightly, shining with the excitement of eagerness.

Sitting alongside his hand, while going to pick up the hair dryer, she slipped away from her hands.

The coffin turned his head in confusion, but he saw the man lightly and gently grabbed her hair, and the sound of the squeaking sound rang in the ear.

Xu Yizhi's slender fingertips began to shuttle back and forth between her hair, and when she saw it, the hair was being blown dry by the hot air.

The coffin gently lowered his eyes, and the long, curved eyelashes trembled a few times, and the nose slammed.

She used to watch her stepmother to give her a good hair. Although she was envious, she was always reluctant to let her stepmother touch her hair. At that time, she secretly thought, if one day, someone would blow her hair. That will be very happy!

If her biological mother is still around, how good it is.

Now... the person who blows her hair around is remembering it, and sure enough, very happy!

The warm wind lazily blew on her scalp and it was comfortable to start snoring.

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The fingertips of a man sometimes touch her ear, itching, like his breathing sprayed behind his ear, a smudge of red sneak up the cheek.

This kind of action, it is still necessary to be done by intimate people, she and recall, it should be very close people!

The sound of the wind is still ringing, and the friction between the fingers and the hair, the atmosphere makes the small ears of the coffin become more matte.

Looking at such a tempting pastry, Xu Yizhi hung his head and bit it.

The coffin exclaimed, and the sound of the snoring sounded abruptly.

The coffin only felt that the body was stiff, and she did not dare to move. Her face was as delicate as the half of the sky, and the bottom of the scorpion picked up a thin mist. "Recall... I remember, I am not a little sheep." You... don't be impulsive."

The man laughed and released the lips, and the exhaled breath was sprayed on her cochlea. It seems that the man is willing to "punish" her. "Not a little sheep? What do you think will be?"

The coffin's throat rolled a little, and he was so nervous that he swallowed. "I am... a wolf in sheep's clothing. You are still a little farther away from me."

She is not psychologically prepared today.

Xu Yizhi felt even more funny. How could his girl be so cute, put the hair dryer aside, and put away the smile on his face. "Do you know what you did wrong today?"

A glimpse of the coffin, I don’t understand how this man suddenly changed his face. Was it not so good?

She thought it was...

Shaking his head slyly, "I don't know."

"Think about it until you think about it."

After that, Xu Yizhi was close to a few minutes, and the breath was sprayed on her ear.

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