The border sequence is ten centimeters higher than Lu Xi. His pajamas are a bit big on Lu Xi and can be worn.

In his somewhat hot eyes, Lu Xi stopped, and he dared not move.

Four eyes are opposite, and Lu Xi heard his heart began to jump.

"What's wrong?"

"The clothes are not worn well." The border order put down the newspaper in his hand and got up towards him. The fingers with clear bone festivals were tickled. The pajamas on the waist side of Lu Xi completely fell, covering the spring light that unintentionally revealed.

He couldn't see it, he looked down, his expression was slightly regrettable.

And Lu Xi shuddered, just because of the sideline sequence that accidentally passed the skin.

The room was silent, so quiet that they could hear each other's breathing sounds.

The dim light fell on the side order and sprinkled a layer of holy light. Lu Xi was blocked by him because of his height and body, so he could only see him.

Lu Xi didn't know how to describe that feeling. Anyway, he felt that he was very good -looking, particularly handsome, and handsome.

Seeing that his thoughts were about to float in an unpreity place, Lu Xi hurriedly recovered, "Thank you, I will go soon after washing ..." He yawned and walked straight towards the bed.

If the border order is turned back at this moment, you will see Lu Xi Zheng walk with your hands with your feet. What is the image of the general dominance?

Unfortunately, there is no look back.

Looping his tight fist, he straightened his back into the bathroom.

Then it didn't come out in a few seconds,

Lu Xi was still in a high tension and asked, "What's wrong?"

"The clothes forgot to bring it." He was obviously bland, but the road seat heard a trace of annoyance.

puff. Lu Xi didn't hold back and laughed. It turned out that he had this time.

It is not a calm marginal order, but some sidelines.

Xu was a smile, and his tight body was slightly relaxed.

He explained that "the hair dryer on the table" went in.

If you take a bath at home, Lu Xi will definitely be soaked for a long time and then wrapped out the bathrobe, but this is at the sideline home.

In order to avoid some accidents that should not be occurred, such as a bath towel suddenly dropped, he changed his pajamas directly.

Nevertheless, because the clothes were not worn well, they almost came out of the foreign appearance.

He also washed his hair. He was still worried about how to dry it. I didn't expect that the sideline was ready for him.

The white hair dryer was just bought at first glance, and Lu Xi even suspected that the sideways did not need to be a hair dryer before ... Well, I feel that my guess seems to be right.

Yes, he is flat, and you can do it with a towel. Naturally without such demand.

And Lu Xi, his hairstyle will change from time to time, but because the front forehead's hair is a bit naturally curled, leaving bangs will always become a look, so he can't do without the hair dryer after washing his hair.

And ... Lu Xi will not use hair dryers.

He didn't blow his hair so much, no matter where he went. Even if there is a difficult condition, there will be Ade's special assistance.

Ade is omnipotent, it would be better if he was not stingy.

The road seat is plugged in, just say hello to your head, right?

By the way, why is this hair dryer different from the one in his home? Where is the switch? Where is the switch?

After researching for a long time, Lu Xi finally found the switch. As soon as it was turned on, the president, who had no common sense of life, was almost blown into a fool by the hot wind. He hurriedly turned it off, and after a second of silence he decided to give up and continued wiping his hair with the towel.

It's better to have a flat head, and you don't need to blow it like a road seat.

Speaking of which, Lu Xi also thought about keeping his head flat before, but was persuaded by Duan Xingyu.

What Goudan said: "You are the president, not a military firefighter or something. With this hairstyle, others think you are going to join the army."

Soldier? Goudan's words in the past seemed to still linger in his ears, but the road seat didn't focus on his hairstyle, but thought of Bian Xu.

He glanced at Bian Xu's bed, the quilt was neatly folded like tofu, which made people think of the army.

Lu Xi has entered Bianxu's room twice, once when he met him on the first day, and he remembered very clearly that Bianxu's quilt was a piece of tofu. The second time was today, and it was still tofu.

Could it be that Bian Xu joined the army before? Considering what he said before, he was considered half a colleague with the police, which seems to be understandable.

But if you think about it carefully, it cannot be ruled out that it is a personal preference.

Bian Xu is meticulous in his work and strong in skills, and looks like he has served in a well-disciplined army, but what does his former colleague Lian Weishen say?

When playing flying chess, Lu Xi took a few words from Lian Weishen's mouth and learned that they had worked together for a long time before.

Even Wei Shen is a scumbag, and he can play cards. Although he is a military ruffian, Lu Xi just feels that he does not have the temperament of a soldier.

Moreover, he can actually disguise himself as a woman, and he looks like he also knows how to make up, which is not in line with the state of most soldiers... but it cannot be ruled out that he learned after being discharged from the army.

Then what would it be? What did Bian Xu do before? Why was cooking so delicious, and then he would go to a roadside stall at that time?

Lu Xi was so fascinated that he didn't notice that Bian Xu was standing beside him for a long time.

Until I heard his deep and mellow voice: "Have you not dried it yet?"

"No, it doesn't seem to be behind." Lu Xi didn't dare to tell him that he was not very good at using a hair dryer.

But just now he thought about it in his heart, it should be his posture is wrong.

But now he doesn't want to experiment in front of Bian Xu, so as not to be regarded as a fool.

In other words, if Bian Xu knew that he was doubting his career, would he be very angry and stop being friends with him?

There was no response to Mr. Lu's cranky thoughts for the time being. Bian Xu took the hair dryer from his hand. Although his tone was gentle, he couldn't refuse: "Give it to me, it's more convenient for me."