Chapter 62 Moonlight is like water

He Yiyun remembered the roar of the hair dryer above her head. She originally wanted to blow it herself, but she couldn't beat Jiang Huai, so she had to give up. She sat obediently on the chair and felt Jiang Huai's fingers go through her hair and sway between her scalp. The cold touch of his fingers, along with the heat of the hair dryer, brought a strange touch to He Yiyun. Wherever Jiang Huai's fingers went, a numbness would be felt, and spread through the scalp and throughout the body, He Yiyun felt comfortable. Close your eyes.

Until the sound of the hair dryer stopped, He Yiyun slowly opened his eyes, just in time to see Jiang Huai in the mirror slowly combing his hair with a comb, Jiang Huai's face without makeup looked even colder, like an independent snow lotus on a high mountain. The long black hair hung down on one side, and the other side showed a white and slender neck and a clear collarbone. It looked very sexy under the dim light of the room. He Yiyun felt a little restless in his heart. She swallowed her saliva, and her breathing gradually increased. The hands on the legs were clenched into fists.

Jiang Huai seemed to have noticed someone's attention, raised his eyes slightly, and met He Yiyun's increasingly warm eyes from the mirror. The two eyes met, Jiang Huai's heart froze, and his hand combing his hair stopped in the air.

The ambiguous atmosphere in the room suddenly increased. don't know when, He Yiyun had turned around and hugged Jiang Huai behind him. The strength in his hand was getting tighter and tighter. The cold fragrance of the scent of flowers and fruits mixed with a touch of shower gel came from Jiang Huai, and a trace of it sneaked into He Yiyun's nose. She felt the peace and calm she had never felt before, and a stream of heat overflowed from the corner of her eyes.

Jiang Huai let He Yiyun hold him like this. The scene in the rain kept reappearing in Jiang Huai's mind. He Yiyun in the rain was so helpless, lonely and sad. He had already completely overwhelmed all of Jiang Huai's defenses, and she no longer had the strength to reject He Yiyun. , Jiang Huai slowly put down the comb, followed He Yiyun's long hair with one hand, and gently stroked it, his eyes couldn't hide the distress.

The two of them remained in a fixed position for a long time, separated by a layer of fabric, Jiang Huai felt a warmth in the place where He Yiyun was leaning, then it gradually became cold, and it seemed to be wet, Jiang Huai frowned slightly, she tried to keep it as light as possible. He broke away from He Yiyun's embrace, and then slowly crouched down, but no matter how gentle Jiang Huai's movements were, He Yiyun still shrank back like a frightened bird, with a momentary loss of expression, lowered his head, and whispered, "I'm sorry."

Did He Yiyun think he was going to reject her again, that's why he did this? Thinking of this, Jiang Huai's heart felt as if someone was suddenly clenching it tightly. She slowly stretched out her hand and stroked He Yiyun's cheek, which was wet and cold to the touch. , "He Yiyun, look at me." His voice was soft and slightly hoarse.

He Yiyun's expression returned to normal, light, and the bottom of his eyes was unhappy. Jiang Huai's fingertips gently rubbed around He Yiyun's cheeks, wiping away the tears that remained on her face, without concealing the tenderness and bitterness in his eyes. , "He Yiyun, I'm sorry, I...I shouldn't lie to you...Actually, I never let go of you." After speaking, Jiang Huai's mouth curled into a smile, and his eyes were full of tears. Full of love.

He Yiyun only felt a coax in her head, as if fireworks were exploding in her head. She thought she had hallucinated, and her originally silent expression had undergone a subtle change. She couldn't believe it, but Jiang Huai's eyes were clear and clear. Telling herself that she really did not reject herself, but took the initiative to confess to herself...

He Yiyun went from being silent, to being shocked, to being excited, and finally back to sadness, and the circles of his eyes turned red again.

Jiang Huai saw the change in He Yiyun's expression in front of him and did not explain any further. Instead, he leaned forward and kissed He Yiyun's slightly parted lips. The lips and teeth met. Jiang Huai felt the person in front of him trembling slightly. He Yiyun's hand separated her five fingers, and clasped them tightly together until He Yiyun was almost breathless from the kiss, and Jiang Huai let go of her.

At this time, He Yiyun's lips were slightly red and swollen, her eyes were blurred, and she didn't seem to have come out of the situation just now. She looked at Jiang Huai with a slight frown between her brows, so Jiang Huai won't push her away again this time, right?

Jiang Huai's half-squatting position was a bit uncomfortable. She supported the table top and slowly stood up. At this time, the two of them were still crossing each other's fingers. Jiang Huai directly held He Yiyun and sat by the bed. The two looked at each other silently, Jiang Huai lifted He slowly smoothed the folds between He Yiyun's brows, and said softly, "Don't frown anymore, I won't let go again." Even if they were together, they would be rejected by the world, then she Jiang Huai would stand in front of He Yiyun.

The cold touch made He Yiyun wake up, she was really not dreaming, she stared at the person in front of her, Jiang Huai lost the coldness on her body, and when she looked at her eyes, all the tenderness turned into water, He Yiyun felt that she had been swept away. Overwhelmed by happiness, she is intoxicated, her blood is boiling...

The temperature in the room rose rapidly again, and the moonlight fell on the two of them through the thin gauze curtain like water.