Song Qian: Don't be impulsive, your husband is out

15: Likes to blow hair, milky white moon

After dinner.

Because they still have to meet their home outside the Third Ring Road, Tong Wenjie's family will no longer stay.

After the group left.

Song Qian cleaned up the dishes and chopsticks and prepared to clean them.

The time of night always flies so quickly.

In a blink of an eye, it was eleven o'clock in the evening.

After a day of indulgence, Qiao Yingzi was naturally restrained by Song Qian.

After taking a shower early, I let her go back to her room to sleep.

"Sister Qian, are you okay?"

"Hmm......

".

Song Qian's eyes were a little confused.

There was Tong Wenjie here tonight, she had a happy chat and drank a few glasses of red wine.

Although he was not drunk, he was also a little drunk.

"It's okay...... Leave me alone, go back to bed at such a late hour. "

"No, Yingzi is asleep, in case you fall, who will take care of you. "

"I'll stay here tonight and watch. "

Song Qianmei glanced at him.

She wasn't stupid, and of course she guessed the bad thoughts of this stinky brother.

"Okay, don't make a fuss, I'll have to prepare a lesson plan tomorrow. "

Jiang Han shook his head and said with an innocent face: "Sister Qian, what do you say, I'll just watch here, just sleep on the sofa." "

"Well, sleeping on the couch will catch a cold. "

"Okay, you don't care, hurry up and pack your clothes and go to the shower. "

Listening to Jiang Han's fierce tone, Song Qian paused.

On weekdays, she would definitely have to say a few words.

has a strong personality, but it can't be tolerated by others to talk to them like this.

But ......

This is no longer the case.

I'm a drunk little woman now.

And since those incidents, Jiang Han's big wolf dog has begun to show its edge.

She sometimes had to give in.

"Then I'll give you that blanket later. "

"Okay, no problem. "

Jiang Han happily agreed.

As for whether he covered this blanket or not, it is impossible to say.

Song Qian returned to the room and let out a long breath.

Recalling Jiang Han's posture of attacking him just now, she was actually a little muddy.

Biting her lip, Song Qian opened the wardrobe and found a blanket from rummaging.

casually took out another set from the dazzling underwear and underwear storage box.

......

Tick tock.

In the bathroom, the sound of water is bubbling.

Jiang Han sat on the sofa, covered with the blanket that Song Qian gave her.

The aroma is invigorating.

After all, it was covered by Song Qian, and the blanket more or less had her taste.

And at this time in the bathroom.

He could imagine how wonderful the picture was at this moment.

Not much.

Song Qian quickly finished washing up and walked out of it in her favorite silk pajamas.

The slightly loose size just fits on her.

Because the pajamas are the kind of smooth silk models, they are cold and cold to wear, and there will be no wrinkles at all.

This naturally shows her graceful figure.

In particular, there are still sparkling drops of water on the hair.

It looks like a beautiful woman taking a bath.

Seeing Jiang Han thinking about it.

Song Qian took a towel and looked at Jiang Han while wiping her hair.

Seeing his ill-intentioned eyes, the little woman frowned slightly.

Bad brother.

And I was thinking about something I didn't have.

"Sleep. "

"Covered with a blanket, I turned on the air conditioner. "

"Sister Qian, let me help you blow your hair. "

"You're too tired today, let Tony Han serve you. "

Jiang Han stood up and made a gesture of please very professionally.

"You're still Tony. "

"Have you ever blown the hair of another girl?"

"When my mom was still there, I blew it on her. "

Song Qian: "......".

Speaking of this stupid brother's family, Song Qian's compassion couldn't help but start to feel distressed again.

At a young age, his parents lost his parents, and he had no relatives or friends to take care of him.

It was precisely because of this that she couldn't bear to look at him in such a situation, so Song Qian resolutely brought Jiang Han back to her side.

"Fool. "

"Then come on, blow it to my sister. "

"Okay, trust me, I'm Tony Han a professional. "

"Okay, good, sister believes you. "

Song Qian pinched Jiang Han's face, doting with a bit of pity.

Following Song Qian, Jiang Han walked towards her room.

"The hairdryer was in the cupboard. "

Jiang Han nodded like pounding garlic.

picked up the hair dryer, plugged it in, and said to Song Qian:

"Sister Qian, do you want to blow while sitting or lying down. "

"Sit, lie down, it's easy to get the sheets wet. "

"Then when I have enough money, I'll buy you a professional chair so you can dry your hair while you're lying down. "

"Good, good. "

What is the most beautiful thing to say.

Naturally, it is good to people from the heart, and the words that care about people are the most touching.

Although Song Qian knew that Jiang Han was just talking, she was very useful.

"Sister Qian, you bow your head slightly. "

"Good~".

Jiang Han turned on the hair dryer and began to blow Song Qian's hair.

The frenzied wind, under the action of electricity, instantly blew on the little woman's wet hair.

In the end, it is skillful.

Although he has not practiced professionally, Jiang Han still has a trick up his sleeve in blowing his hair.

Don't blow straight, but gently grab your hair.

And the effect of blowing out should be fluffy.

In addition, blow your hair first on your scalp, which makes it easy to catch a cold.

Jiang Han's hands were very light.

Blowing made Song Qian enjoy it very much.

She couldn't help but be surprised: "Are you really so skilled?"

"Of course, practice makes perfect. "

"When you're at home, you often blow it to your mother?".

"It's not quite, I can only say that I have a talent for being Tony. "

"Cut, study hard, get into a good university, what future can you have by cutting your hair. "

"Hehe, Sister Qian taught me a lesson. "

He doesn't know if he has a future or not.

Jiang Han only knew that he liked to blow his hair.

Especially for women to blow.

And it's the kind that stands and blows.

After all, from this top-down angle, you can see scenery that you couldn't see before.

You see.

The dark sky.

The round moon is bright and shining.

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