Chapter 281： Good... a little closer (25)

Yan Sheng lowered her eyes, and her slender fingertips slowly landed on the girl's side face.

The movement gently pinched the side of the girl's face.

"Qianqian just needs to stay here obediently."

The nice voice was a bit sultry, and Feng Qian couldn't help but stay for a while.

Seeing the girl's expression, Yan Sheng narrowed his eyes inexplicably happily.

Then slowly got up.

The slender fingertips hang down to his side.

He walked into the bathroom unhurriedly.

The girl sitting in the chair pinched the corners of her clothes with her little hands.

Feng Qian blinked his eyes.

He turned around silently and turned his back to the bathroom.

Then, the girl silently lowered her head and took out her mobile phone, fiddling with it at will.

But somewhat absent-minded.

While the girl was in a daze, she received a text message on her phone.

The wind blew in.

It was sent by Xia Yang.

When she registered at the principal's office, she gave her cell phone number.

Obviously, the other party remembered.

The text message said, the school anniversary.

There is a link in the anniversary celebration, and you need to find a good dance partner in advance.

This is a dance session.

Xia Yang wanted to invite Feng Qian as his dance partner.

Feng Qian lowered his eyes, just as he was about to reply to the other party, there was a click from the bathroom door.

The girl raised her eyes subconsciously.

The bathroom door was opened a small crack.

Yan Sheng's pleasant voice drifted slowly through the crack of the door.

"Guyqian, help me get a bath towel."

"it is good."

Feng Qian got up and put the phone on the bed.

"Where are the towels?"

the girl asked.

Yan Sheng said, "The small drawer in the lower right corner of the wardrobe."

Feng Qian found the bath towel according to the other party's instructions.

The girl obediently walked to the bathroom door.

Feng Qian put the bath towel on the crack of the door.

The president inside casually opened the door a little wider, and took the bath towel from the girl with his slender fingers with a bit of moisture.

See the other party take the bath towel.

The wind took a few steps back.

The door was closed again.

Soon.

The bathroom door was opened.

Mr. President, who had just taken a shower, came out of the bathroom wearing a bathrobe.

A snow-white bathrobe wrapped around the other's slender body.

The collar of the bathrobe is a little low.

Exposing the other party's delicate and beautiful collarbone.

There were crystal drops of water on Yan Sheng's pitch-black broken hair slowly falling down.

A few drops of water slid into the collar along the other's slender neck.

The amber eyes also seemed to be stained with a bit of water vapor.

Mr. President looked at the girl opposite with calm eyes.

Slowly stepped forward and approached.

He looked at the girl and said slowly, "Dear Qian, can you blow your brother's hair?"

Feng Qian froze for a moment, then nodded again.

actually……

She is really too lazy to move.

If it weren't for His Highness, she wouldn't blow his hair.

Yan Sheng curled the corners of his lips lightly, bypassing the girl, and fetching the hair dryer.

He sat on the edge of the bed, plugging it in slowly.

Feng Qian obediently stood over.

Take the hair dryer from Yan Sheng's hand.

Mr. President lowered his head slightly, and his eyes inadvertently fell on the mobile phone that the girl put aside.

The screen is still on.

Above is the interface of information.

Yan Sheng's eyes swept over casually, and silently read the above content.

Xia Yang?

Mr. President narrowed his eyes.

Feeling a little irritable suddenly.

At the beginning, when I went to pick up the little girl, the boy who sent the little girl was called Xia Yang.

so……

Does this look shallow?

Yan Sheng casually retracted his gaze.

Nothing seems to have happened.

Feng Qian took the hair dryer and pressed the switch.

The girl held the hair dryer in one hand and ran the other hand through Mr. President's messy damp hair.