Ren Renhui helped her dry the water on her hair. "The air duct is there. I'll help you dry your hair."
He helped her brush her hair. She was not used to it. She yawned and said, "I can blow it myself."
"I'll come. Look at you. You want to sleep when you sit there. I'll blow it for you. You can sleep on the sofa," he said in an ordered tone.
He said like this, and Guo Zitong couldn't refuse. "The air duct is in the drawer of the washstand in the bathroom of my room."
"Well, wait a minute. I'll get it now."
Soon Ren Renhui took the ventilator out of the bathroom, plugged in the electricity and began to blow her hair.
He spread all her hair, grabbed it with his fingers and blew it carefully for her.
At more than eight o'clock, Guo Zitong felt so sleepy that she couldn't open her eyes. Ren Renhui helped her blow her hair and she leaned against the sofa to doze off. Ren Renhui found that her head was like a chicken eating rice. He nodded and raised it again. After a while, he nodded and raised it again.
He turned off the ventilator, lowered his head and asked her, "are you sleepy?"
"Well, I'm so sleepy. Now I want to climb into bed."
"You sleep on the sofa and put your head on the armrest so that I can blow dry your hair."
She was so sleepy that she didn't think much. "Well," she said, and then the man fell on the sofa with his head resting on the armrest of the sofa.
After taking a bath, she wore a two-piece Long Nightgown, a suspender Pajama lined with a pajama coat.
She lay on the sofa, her two long snow-white legs exposed immediately.
Ren Renhui, who was helping her blow her hair, accidentally glanced at her two long legs and looked down at the sleepy girl's face. It was so exquisite.
He swallowed a mouthful of saliva.
Shit, it's really unreasonable. Even if the family has money, people still look so exquisite.
Originally, he just wanted to rely on her to live a rich life.
Looking at the delicate face in front of him, his heart seemed to be scratched by all kinds of animal claws.
She is his prey. If he wants to eat the prey into his mouth as soon as possible, he can make progress and live a rich life.
The magazine's life is hard to mix. Last month, the magazine also lost money. If it continues to lose money like this, he is really worried that there is no way to pay his salary.
After a while, the hair that could be blown outside the armrest dried. The head resting on the armrest couldn't blow. He reached out and touched the head resting on the sofa. His hair was still wet.
He went to the front of the sofa, squatted down, raised his hand, touched her cheek, lowered his head and whispered to her ear, "Tongtong."
When Ren Renhui called her, she gave a lazy "um".
"The hair in other places has been blown dry. The hair under your pillow under the sofa can't be blown. Turn your head."
"OK." Guo Zitong turned and slept on his side on the sofa.
He helped her blow dry her hair and put away the ventilator.
She walked to her side, lowered her head, whispered in her ear, "Tongtong, I'll take you back to your room to sleep."
Guo Zitong heard Ren Renhui talking in her ear. She didn't hear what he said clearly. He thought he told her that his hair was dry.
Sleepy eyed, she replied, "OK."