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Su Yue looked up at him.
Jiang Ci's hair was wet, and the water droplets spread down along his clear outline, "I'll give you a hairdryer, you can dry it before going to sleep."
"I'm blind." Even though he couldn't see, Jiang Ci's eyes still turned to Su Yue's position.
"Blind people can blow their own hair." Su Yue glared at him quietly, her face puffed up slightly, "I haven't even dried my own hair yet."
"Oh, do you want to be polite?" Jiang Ci paused for a while, then said quietly, "It's not impossible..."
Su Yue was taken aback, she didn't mean it.
It didn't take long for the hair dryer to make a whirring sound in the ward, and Su Yue stood behind Jiang Ci, blowing his hair. His fingers ran through his hair, thin and soft, unlike Jiang Ci's character, cold and hard, and moody. He was angry when he said he was angry, but this time, he went to the hospital, and he didn't get angry?
She was quite surprised. She had thought that he would be furious when he woke up.
At this time, Jiang Ci was sitting cross-legged on the hospital bed, his brows stretched, his thin lips were raised, and the warm wind was blowing his hair, falling on the side of his ear from time to time, which was actually a little comfortable.
He felt that the woman Su Yue was so useful.
I touched my short hair, it was almost dry. Su Yue turned off the hair dryer, stuffed it into Jiang Ci's hand, and deliberately teased him, "It's your turn to help me." Didn't he just say help her dry her hair?
The residual temperature of Su Yue's palm remained on the handle of the hair dryer, which was hot. Jiang Ci twitched the corners of his mouth, "You're really welcome." After rubbing his fingertips on the hairdryer, he raised his eyebrows and said lazily, "Don't sit down yet?"
"Um?"
Do you really want to blow her hair?
Su Yue's eyes widened in shock, she couldn't believe it, he really wanted to help her? She thought he was just talking.
Waiting for Su Yue's response, Jiang Ci lowered his head, played with the hair dryer, with a small smile on his thin lips, "Su Yue, don't you think I was joking just now? Oh, I'm never joking, nor Don't lie, I'm a person who walks the talk."
"Sit down!" he said again.
Su Yue blinked and whispered, "This is what you asked for yourself." After speaking, she sat on the hospital bed with her back to Jiang Ci. "Okay, you...you need to be gentle, I'm afraid of pain."
Jiang Ci snorted: "I'm not going to pull your hair, why does it hurt?"
He stretched out his hand, and his fingertips touched Su Yue's long hair, which was half wet and half dry, thin and soft, and wet and greasy. Suddenly, Jiang Ci's slender fingers casually wrapped around Su Yue's long hair, circled, loosened, and looped again.
interesting.
Su Yue waited for a while, "Aren't you going to blow my hair?"
Jiang Ci loosened the hair from his fingertips again, and said lazily: "Shut up, I have no patience at all."
Su Yue was stunned: "..."
She gritted her teeth and didn't care about the patient!
After Jiang Ci had played with his hair, he casually turned on the hair dryer, picked up a clump of hair with his fingertips, and blew it against the tuft of hair by feeling.
"Take it easy, you hurt me." Su Yue's scalp was pulled, and she spoke quickly.
Jiang Ci's next meal, he lifted the corner of his lips, the woman is squeamish.
The next second, he eased his strength. After a small section of hair was dry, Jiang Ci picked another small section with his fingertips and continued to blow.
Have fun.
I don't know how long it took, Su Yue was blown to the point of "buzzing" her head, she couldn't help yawning, so sleepy that tears came out of the corner of her eyes, "Did you blow it up?"
The air of the entire ward was filled with the fragrance of Su Yue's hair shampoo, which was fresh and fragrant and smelled very good.
Jiang Ci said lazily, "You have too much hair."
Su Yue pursed her lips. She has a lot of hair, but there is no reason to blow it for more than an hour and it will not dry, and she is very tired by keeping this posture still.
"Why don't I do it myself." She couldn't help but say.
sleepy!
She shouldn't count on Jiang Ci's "kindness".
Hearing the reluctance in Su Yue's tone, Jiang Ci hummed. He turned off the hairdryer, threw it on the bed, and said impatiently, "Whatever you want."
"Angry value: 5."
There was a faint pain in the head, and the bell rang.
Su Yue was shocked, and she was dumbfounded. Why was Jiang Ci suddenly angry?
"Go away, I'm going to sleep." Jiang Ci pulled the quilt, his voice gloomy.
This man, he turned his face when he said he turned his face. He had never seen such a fickle and bad temper.
Su Yue sullenly picked up the hairdryer and walked over to the sofa herself. Let him be angry, now she doesn't want to coax him!
After finally blowing her hair, Su Yue endured the faint throbbing pain in her head and walked to the bed that was set up to accompany the family. She drew the white curtain to separate the bed from Jiang Ci's hospital bed.
She turned off the lights in the ward, leaving only the lights from outside the corridor, which slanted in through the glass on the door, so that the light in the room would not be too dark.
There was silence all around.
Su Yue was already very sleepy, but her head was hurting, and the bell kept ringing. Although it was not loud, it disturbed her and prevented her from falling asleep. Jiang Ci, a stingy man, why is he still sulking.
Impatiently, Su Yue rolled over.
Closing her eyes, she covered her ears, and after a while, she rolled over again.
"Move around like a mouse, get out if you don't want to sleep." Opposite the curtain, Jiang Ci Qingci's voice was particularly clear in the dark.
"Su Yue." After a while, he hooked his lips and sneered: "You can't sleep, is it because you want to sleep in the same bed as me?"