Chapter 272

Ji xiaorou looked up at the wall clock. She didn't expect that it was only seven o'clock. No wonder Qian Zijiang hasn't woken up yet.

She rubbed her head. She felt drowsy and didn't seem to have enough sleep, so she lay down again. But this time, she was sober, so she tried not to touch Qian Zijiang, in case she would crush him or wake him up.

But lying down again, she couldn't fall asleep.

She couldn't calm down when she thought of what happened last night with Fu Zilan.

In her mind, it seems that in order to save herself, Fu Zilan almost lost her life in spite of danger. Even if it's a play, it shouldn't work so hard, right?

She is not without feelings, just hurt by him, so she doesn't want to face it.

But after last night's scene, she can no longer remain indifferent.

The beautiful face of Fu Zilan was always in front of her eyes, but she didn't know what to do.

What on earth is he coming to Hawaii for? For her or something else?

She hated that she didn't win. She had been hurt once, but she was still thinking about him desperately.

The figure who was desperate for her in the bleak moonlight of the forest could not be removed from her mind.

It's like a combination of half the devil and half the angel. The coldest time is more chilling than the devil, but it's hard to refuse when it's so affectionate.

Clearly she wants to end the feelings for him, want to cut off the contact with him, but he happened to appear again, also staged such a fight for her drama. What is this?

The air in the room made her feel a little stuffy, but because Qian Zijiang was sleeping, she didn't turn on the air conditioner. After thinking about it, she decided to go out for a walk.

Ji xiaorou got up from the bed, went to the bathroom and closed the door, ready to go out after a simple wash.

However, when she looked at herself in the mirror, she was so surprised that she could hardly hold her toothbrush.

She could hardly recognize the person in the mirror.

Hair disordered like withered grass, but also with a few leaves, the face is obviously not a good rest of the dark yellow, but also full of tears. Her eyes are even more swollen, like a red eye disease, the whole person looks haggard.

What happened to her last night?

She looked down her line of sight and saw a layer of white gauze wrapped around her leg.

Well, was she bandaged because she was injured? But why was she not impressed at all?

The wound can't touch the water, but she can't just walk out of the door like a beggar, can she?

After hesitating for a while, Ji xiaorou decided to wash her head and face, as long as she was careful not to touch the wound.

Thinking that Qian Zijiang didn't dislike himself last night and put his arms around her, she felt so ashamed that she wanted to bury her whole body under the ground. She didn't dare to face Qian Zijiang any more.

When half of the water was put in the pool, Ji xiaorou bent down and put her head into the water.

When I was about to put shampoo on my hand, I heard the door handle being twisted.

Ji xiaorou wanted to raise her head to have a look, but she was stopped by her familiar gentle voice.

"Don't move. I'll help you." It's Qian Zijiang's voice, with his hoarse voice and his usual softness, which makes Ji xiaorou feel at ease.

Ji xiaorou wanted to refuse, but she finally decided to let him come. After all, it seems that she is not very convenient now.

Soon, Qian Zijiang's big palm was stained with shampoo, gently rubbed on her hair, and the strength of scratching was in place, which made people feel very comfortable.

"Zijiang, I didn't expect that you, the Grand President, would wash people's hair." She said in surprise and sighed contentedly.

Qian Zijiang's hand continued slowly, smiling and saying to her, "is this a compliment?"

"Of course, you can be a professional masseur with this technique." Ji xiaorou joked.

"Then I'll thank you."

Then, both of them laughed.

The door of the washroom is half open, and the hot air in the pool flows out from it. The atmosphere is peaceful and warm.

Ji xiaorou doesn't know how long she hasn't been washed too much. It seems that it has been many years.

Qian Zijiang, the son of heaven, has done so many impossible things for himself. It's incredible to think of it.

She had to admit that her heart was not so grateful to him. However, because of the publication, she could not completely accept other people.

Her problems are too many and complicated to involve Qian Zijiang.

Think of these, Ji xiaorou's mood seems to go down again, Qian Zijiang also from her silence to detect a trace of strange.

At the end of the massage, his hand left her head, opened the shower, tried the temperature with his hand, and then gently washed her hair."Xiaorou, take it easy. Many things are not so complicated. Just be happy."

His words were as light as if they were far away from her, but she couldn't ignore them.

After washing her hair, Qian Zijiang handed her the towel as soon as possible, as if it had been ready for a long time.

"Don't use a hair dryer now. It's easy to catch cold. It's better to wrap your hair and blow it with the air conditioner outside." He gave orders in a low voice, taking care of her almost every detail.

"Well, I'll wash my face first."

She felt that she was a real jerk. On the one hand, she could not accept him, but on the other hand, she was still enjoying him. Is that a sin?

"Xiaorou, do you want to go back to Z City? If you want to go back, I can book a ticket for you. "

Ji xiaorou was stunned by his sudden remark, and immediately thought of what had happened before. It seems that her mood has never been hidden well.

However, she is not ready to go back so soon. She didn't know what to do about it. Originally, she is also a indecisive person.

"No, it's so disappointing to go back so soon. Let's play a few more days." Think about it, Jixiao judo.

Hearing what she said, Qian Zijiang seemed to be happier than her. He raised his lips to show his white teeth, and his smile reflected the bright sunshine outside

It's very happy for him to get along with her for a few more days.

"Yesterday, we were very tired. You'd better have a good rest, or you won't have the strength to play." Ji xiaorou said.

After hearing what she said, Qian Zijiang felt that his head was a little heavy.