"Gu Jingting." She called out his name.


    "Well." Gu Jingting answered. His voice was deep and hoarse. After that, he didn''t speak any more. Instead, he took the hair dryer and gently blew her hair.


    Lin Yi didn''t refuse. Since he likes to serve her so much, she enjoys it.


    He held the hair dryer in one hand and fiddled with her hair in the other. His slender fingers shuttle between her soft hair, and the cool pulp of his fingers will inevitably touch her


    skin occasionally


    "Gu Jingting, get out of here!"


    "Call me when it''s done." He said, turned and went out, and gently closed the bathroom door.