Chapter 118

Shu ran cleans up the kitchen. As soon as he returns to the living room, he grabs his hand and goes to the second floor.

"What for?" Shu ran was dragged away by him, a little confused.

"Sleep." Xi Jincheng gave her a natural answer.

“……” Shu ran swallowed his saliva.

Oh, my God! She almost forgot why she was here with him

Back to the room, Xi Jincheng released her and began to undress.

Shu ran fidgeted and lowered her head, her eyes didn't dare to glance at him at all.

"Shy?" Xi Jincheng took off his coat, folded it and put it on the bench at the end of the bed.

The corner of the eye remaining light sweeps to her unexpectedly don't know from where to find a piece of dishcloth, is attentively wiping the dressing table.

"No..." Shu ran shakes his head, but his face looks like fire burning.

"Together?" Xi Jincheng picked her eyebrows and walked towards her with a smile.

Shu ran jumps aside directly and shakes his head: "no, Mr. Xi, wash first!"

"Or call me Xi Jincheng, or call me Jincheng, Cheng..." Xi Jincheng step by step toward her, Shu ran frowned, step by step back.

"Xi Jincheng Xi Jincheng Shu Ran is busy to compromise.

Xi Jincheng with a smile, hands over her, opened the wardrobe behind her.

Shu ran found that she was a little bit crooked. She thought he wanted to treat her

Red face, head down, quickly escape from his armpit, around him, back to the place just now, and began to clean the table.

……

"Are you going to spend the night like this?" After taking a bath, she put on her bathrobe and came out. She found that she was still wiping the same place on the table, and she couldn't help frowning.

"Well, I'll go to sleep after I wipe it. If you're tired, go to sleep first." She still turned her back to him, wiping the dressing table harder.

There, she almost wiped off the paint!

"Come here." He sat on the edge of the bed, wiping his wet hair, and exclaimed unhappily.

He has a habit of cleanliness. Can she be more serious than him?

"Dry What are you doing? " She turned around, but did not move, just looking at him alertly.

"Blow my hair." Xi Jincheng frowned: "I will eat you?"

“……” Shu ran curls her lips. He won't eat her, but he will

"I'll get the hair dryer!" Shu ran said and trotted to the bathroom.

Xi Jincheng "tut" voice, muttered: "it is not done, as for it?"

After looking for a long time, Shu ran found the hair dryer in the top cabinet of the bathroom. She was half tired.

"Why is it so big? Hide and seek? It's exhausting to find something She buries herself in the hair dryer and walks to the bedroom.

Xi Jincheng is looking down at her mobile phone. When she hears her footsteps, she looks up at her and lowers her head.

Shu ran plugged in and began to blow his hair.

I'm used to serving my mother. She's very skilled in this job.

His hair is not as thin and soft as their girls' hair. On the contrary, it is hard but thick.

This kind of hair color is very beautiful, brown linen color, a little natural volume, but the radian is not big, a little wavy, not the kind of curly bending.

Her fingertips shuttle between his hair, crisp itchy, inexplicable a burst of burning face.

Shu ran quickly retracted his hand, turned off the hair dryer, and the room became quiet.

"All right." She murmured.

The wires were looped around the hair dryer and sent back to the bathroom.

When I went back to my bedroom, I felt that my hands and feet were not natural again, so I picked up the rag again and began to clean the table.

"Sleep." Xi Jincheng looked up at her from her mobile phone and patted the bed beside her.