Chapter 662

Jiang Fuyue gets the hair dryer, weighs it in her hand, slightly raises her jaw and signals Xie Dingyuan.

The man didn't understand. He asked foolishly, "what?"

"Sit down, or how can I reach it?"

"... oh."

Xie Dingyuan sat on the stool with stiff hands and feet.

The next second, the roaring sound sounded, the hot wind blew out and sprayed on the hair, and then a cool soft touch was pasted on the scalp.

The man was shocked.

That's

The girl's hand is gently fiddling with her hair, and her fingertips inevitably touch her scalp.

"What's the matter with you?"

"No, nothing..."

"The blowing temperature is too high?"

"No."

"Then why are you sweating all the time?"

Xie Dingyuan: "

Dry.

"Blow your hair a little lighter and pick it roughly in one direction... Do you understand?"

The man nodded.

"OK, you can do it yourself." Jiang Fuyue handed the hair dryer back.

"You won't help me?" he was stunned.

"Didn't you understand?"

"... oh." this damn mouth!

After blowing his hair, Xie Dingyuan put away the hair dryer.

The suite has a separate balcony. Jiang Fuyue is sitting in a leisure chair with a pleasant night wind on her face.

At hand are two desserts packed back, a Durian box and an Oreo box.

Xie Dingyuan went over and sat down opposite her.

With long hands and long legs, there is no place to put it. It is somewhat cramped and cramped in the chair with limited space.

"Is it sweet?" asked Jiang Fuyue.

The man paused and nodded, "yes."

"Where's Durian?"

"Eat too."

"Here," Jiang Fuyue pointed to the two desserts on the table, "choose one from two, you first."

Xie Dingyuan pondered for two seconds, his eyes were very sincere: "you like it, here you are."

"Poof -" Jiang Fuyue couldn't help laughing.

Men are confused.

Is it so funny?

"Xie Dingyuan, you are a liar," she said suddenly.

Men are more ignorant.

liar?

This

"Clearly do not like sweet, but also said they can, said you are a liar, wronged you?"

The man's expression was slightly embarrassed, and his ears were flushed again, burning to his cheeks.

"I'm not lying to you, I just..."

"Just what?"

"I just want to taste what you like. Maybe I'll like it too?"

Jiang Fuyue was stunned for a moment.

In the twinkling of an eye, I saw that the man had unpacked and measured the quantity, and finally cut the two desserts from the middle?

It is also a typical style of obsessive-compulsive disorder. It is divided into two and almost equal in size.

Put it in the box, neat, as if it was originally made of double taste.

"Durian and Oreo, half of us. This is yours. Give it to me."

Jiang Fuyue hooked her lips: "good."

……

"How's it going?"

Xie Dingyuan: "Durian is more delicious. Oreo is soft."

Jiang Fuyue nodded, "I think so."

The corners of the man's mouth rise.

It was nearly twelve o'clock in the morning that the clothes sent for drying were folded neatly and sent back.

The staff apologized again.

When Xie Dingyuan was here, he should change his clothes and leave.

Unfortunately, it rained outside.

"Do you have an umbrella?"

Staff: "yes, just a moment. I'll bring it up for you."

"OK."

After waiting for about 15 minutes, the umbrella didn't come, and the room was powered off.

"What's going on?"

Jiang Fuyue: "I'll call the front desk to ask."

The landline in the room rang before the phone dialed out.

"Hello, I'm sorry. The power supply system of the hotel has failed due to the heavy rain. We have arranged workers to repair it urgently. Please stay in your room and don't be impatient. During this period, in order to ensure the safety of customers, we will close the front and rear doors of the hotel and temporarily prohibit access. Please understand the inconvenience caused to you."

Now, Xie Dingyuan can't go completely.

In the dark, they looked at each other. Jiang Fuyue said, "stay a little longer?"

"Cough... If you don't mind, I have no problem." while talking, the Adam's apple rolled disorderly.

The room was dark and the balcony was raining. Fortunately, there was a large bay window in the master bedroom, which was padded with a small short table in the middle.

Surprisingly, there is also an aromatherapy candlestick.

Jiang Fuyue checked. The candle wax was full and sent out a burst of Magnolia fragrance.

Xie Dingyuan reminded her, "there is no lighter."

Jiang Fuyue rummaged around and found a match in the lower compartment drawer.

Chug——

The match struck.

The orange light shines on the two faces, alternating light and shade.

Jiang Fuyue lit the candlestick and put out the match.

In an instant, their small world was illuminated.

"Xie Dingyuan."

"Huh?"

"What is your ideal?"

The man had a meal and didn't think for too long: "... Building the motherland. What about you?"

“……”

"Why don't you talk?"

The girl's eyes flashed slightly, and her eyes were full of aura under the halo yellow candle light.

"... just like you."

But her goal is clearer. What we want to build is the poorest, most remote and most discriminated land in our country.

Now Xie Dingyuan was stunned. He opened his mouth and spit out a word for a long time: "you..."

"Why? Don't you believe it?" the girl scratched her lips. I don't know whether the candlelight was too gentle or for some other reason. At that moment, Xie Dingyuan saw softness and warmth in her eyes, with a trace of hot and hot.

"No... I just think you're still young and shouldn't..."

What do girls at this age look forward to?

Food, beauty, clothes, beauty

Friendship, love, family

A good university, a good job, a bright future

In short, most of them are related to themselves and few to others, let alone rise to the height of the country and the level of the people.

At that moment, Xie Dingyuan's heart beat faster.

They have too much in common and too many similarities, which means they have common values and ways of thinking.

Originally, every kind of love is not without reason.

Every heartbeat is not without reason.

Xie Dingyuan likes Jiang Fuyue not because of her appearance, but because of her stubborn and arrogant soul and clear character of love and hate.

"What do you mean I'm young? Are you old?"

The man lowered his eyes and said, "... I'm nearly ten years older than you."

Jiang fuyuexin said, with my previous life, I am more than ten years older than you.

The rain didn't stop outside the window and the electricity in the room didn't come.

When the candle burned out, the room fell into darkness again.

Jiang Fuyue yawned, came down from the floating window, turned on the light with her mobile phone and walked to the bedside: "wait. If you don't mind, you can go to the next room to have a rest. I'll lie down first."

"... OK." Xie Dingyuan left the room.

Before he brought it to the door, he looked in the direction of the bed. All he could see was darkness, but his voice was low and gentle.

He said, "good night, Yueyue."

It was quiet in the dark for five seconds, and then——

"Good night, Xie Dingyuan."

The man smiled.

……

This night, although Jiang Fuyue didn't lock the door, she slept very safely.

When I woke up the next day, it was bright and the rain stopped. The cold wind blew on my face, mixed with a cold fragrance.

Take a breath, the whole nostril is "frozen".

Suddenly I remembered Xie Dingyuan. I didn't know whether he stayed or left last night.

Jiang Fuyue turned at her feet and was ready to go to the next bedroom to have a look.

Knock on the door first. After two seconds, there's no response.

She directly screwed the door handle. The bed was neat and wrinkle free. It was not like someone had slept. It was estimated that after the call last night, the hotel opened and left.

Without much thought, she began to change clothes, wash and pack.

Just then the doorbell rang.

"Who?"

"Room service."

Jiang Fuyue frowned and told the other party: "not at the moment, thank you."

"But someone ordered a breakfast for you."

She just opened the door. She didn't see breakfast. Instead, she was offended by a bunch of flowers suddenly handed over.

"You --"

"Surprise!" Han Heng smiled brightly, wearing a mask and cap, holding a bunch of pink roses in his arms.

Jiang Fuyue: "

"Xiaoyueyue, are you surprised? Are you surprised?"

"You run to the hotel in the daytime, not afraid of being followed by paparazzi?"

Then he loosened the doorknob and went straight into the house.

Han Heng walked in with a smile and closed the door. Before that, he cautiously poked out his head and looked around the corridor.

"Don't worry, your brother-in-law is cautious! I didn't blow it. Ordinary paparazzi really can't shoot me. I want them to shoot everything I can."

Jiang Fuyue poured him a glass of water. "Sit down. Why are you here?"

"Oh, there's something wrong with the company. The eldest brother rushed to deal with it. He can't leave for a while. The second brother wants to keep an eye on the market. Then I'll volunteer to pick you up! See if I bought you flowers. How do you like it?"

He handed it forward and took off his sunglasses. His eyes were bright and showed some expectation.

Jiang Fuyue took it over and smiled: "thank you, uncle. It's beautiful."

The man's eyes were full of laughter and the light suddenly gathered: "just like it. Your mother used to like pink roses."

Just then, there was a soft sound from the second bedroom.

Jiang Fuyue Weidun.

Han Heng: "what is it?"

"I'll see..."

Jiang Fuyue opened the door of the second bedroom. The next second, her eyes widened, "aren't you gone?!"