So when Mu Xinglan saw his operation, he couldn't help but his heart beat faster, coughed twice and said, "Cheng Xiaobai, stop making trouble. Men and men are different, you go out first..."
Hearing this statement, Cheng Xiaobai couldn't hold back, burst into laughter, waved his hand and said, "Mu Xinglan, are you sick? You can say anything."
"I...I'm fine. You...you go out first." Mu Xinglan's cheeks flushed, he was indeed a little nervous by Cheng Xiaobai.
Seeing that he was nervous, Cheng Xiaobai was secretly happy. He curled his lips, leaned closer on purpose, and whispered into Mu Xinglan's ear, "It's okay, I don't mind. If you are sick, I will have medicine to treat you. I'm the one who brought you out of hell."
"That's enough, stop making trouble. My hair is still wet, I'm going out to dry it." Mu Xinglan felt that the current atmosphere was too weird, he shook his head repeatedly, clasped Cheng Xiaobai's wrist, and pulled him away.
Cheng Xiaobai felt his nervousness, but was very happy. He pursed his lips, nodded and smiled, "Okay, I just know how to blow my hair. Let me show you what Mr. Tony's technique is. How about it?"
"You..." Mu Xinglan wanted to say no, but Cheng Xiaobai had already pulled him out.
At this moment, Mu Xinglan was really helpless, he couldn't help shaking his head, and said to Cheng Xiaobai: "You...can't you pay attention?"
"Why should you pay attention. I like you for granted, and it doesn't hinder anyone. I think it's fine. You feel bad because you haven't accepted your true self." Cheng Xiaobai pressed Mu Xinglan on the chair, and found A hair dryer to help a man dry his hair.
He usually only blow-dries his own hair, but this is the first time he has done it for others, especially for Mu Xinglan.
To be honest, she was still a little excited.
I saw Cheng Xiaobai's slender fingers resting on Mu Xinglan's hair, as if he was holding a rare treasure, his movements were extremely light.
His fingers are beautiful, with distinct joints, as if carved from white jade.
Mu Xinglan looked at himself in the mirror, and then at the hand in the mirror, inexplicably... his heart beat faster.
Even a charming picture appeared in his mind.
He blinked, swallowed slowly, and then took a deep breath.
Cheng Xiaobai was really serious about drying Mu Xinglan's hair, so he didn't notice the man's reaction.
After he had done his hair seriously, he leaned over, sniffed Mu Xinglan's ear, and said in an extremely seductive voice, "Mu Xinglan, your hair smells so good. I I want to kiss you, what should I do?"
Mu Xinglan's breathing became heavier immediately, he squinted his pupils deeply, coughed twice, "Cheng Xiaobai, don't make trouble."
"No, I just want to make trouble." Cheng Xiaobai said, he had already come to Mu Xinglan, he raised his leg, and sat on Mu Xinglan's lap in the next second, wrapped his hands around his neck, tilted his head, hooked She pursed her lips, smiling a bit wickedly.
"Oh, what should I do, my Mu Xinglan is so beautiful, I can't help it. I want to eat your meat, do you want me to eat it or not?" Cheng Xiaobai said very straightforwardly.
Mu Xinglan's beautiful eyes sank instantly, and his breathing was even a little out of rhythm. He said, "Cheng Xiaobai, do you know what you are doing?"
"I know, I'm throwing myself into my arms, to make you like me. Do you...do you want to like me?" Cheng Xiaobai asked.