Wife is Fierce, Don’t Mess With Her!

Yu Baoer had just finished taking a shower when he heard the sound of the door opening coming from outside.

Feeling nervous, Huo Yingcheng went down to get clothes, and came up so soon?

He doesn't really plan to spend the night here tonight, does he?

With this idea in mind, Yu Baoer put on her pajamas and secretly opened the bathroom door.

Looking outside, Huo Yingcheng's tall figure just came in.

Yu Baoer was so frightened that he closed the bathroom door again.

Huo Yingcheng came over and knocked on Yu Baoer's bathroom door after a while: "How long do you want, Baoer?"

Yu Baoer's face turned red. She was wearing pajamas at the moment, and there was a vacuum inside. A grown man knocked on the door outside. This scene couldn't be more weird.

Although the two of them did almost everything yesterday.

"I'm still washing my hair, please wait a moment."

"Why should I wash my hair at night?" Huo Yingcheng said from outside: "I have a headache if I can't dry my hair."

Yu Baoer replied to him while brushing his hair: "There is a hair dryer, just dry it for me later. I don't have time to wash my hair during the day, I can only wash it at night."

"Oh well."

When Baoer went out after washing his hair, he held his wet long hair and simply wiped it with a handkerchief.

She lowered her head and her hair fell in front of her face, like a female ghost.

Huo Yingcheng laughed when he saw it: "I'll take a shower first and come out to blow you."

Yu Baoer pointed to the bathroom: "Don't use my handkerchief. There is a new clean handkerchief hanging in the bathroom."

"knew."

Huo Yingcheng sneered and followed in.

When he came out, Yu Baoer was lying on the edge of the bed in the bedroom, his hair spread out and falling on the edge of the bed, still dripping wetly on the floor.

Hearing Huo Yingcheng come out, he ordered Huo Yingcheng politely: "The hair dryer is in the cabinet next to my bed."

Huo Yingcheng didn't express any dissatisfaction. He squatted down and took out the hair dryer. He sat on the edge of the bed and picked up Yu Bao'er's head. He lay on his lap and started blowing her hair with the hair dryer.

Although he has never done these things, Huo Yingcheng still did a good job. After blowing twice, he got the feeling that the scene of splashing water is essential.

Yu Baoer squinted comfortably on Huo Yingcheng's lap. A few days ago, he was a lonely and pitiful single. He never expected that he would enjoy such supreme treatment today.

At least Huo Yingcheng still had the patience to dry his hair.

The buzzing sound of the hair dryer made Yu Baoer drowsy, and no one spoke.

When it was almost time, Huo Yingcheng gently raised Yu Bao'er's chin: "Are you going to sleep?"

"Um?"

To be honest, sleeping on her stomach like this was a bit uncomfortable, but she was still very tired during the day, and this atmosphere was a catalyst for sleep.

His voice became a little erratic.

"Wait a little longer."

Huo Yingcheng is very patient now. He has never done this kind of thing before, serving a woman so patiently.

Huo Yingcheng couldn't put it down the way this girl lay in his arms.

He couldn't describe this feeling, but felt a faint sense of satisfaction.

I didn't seem to feel anything in the first two days, but after completely breaking the window paper, it seemed to be a matter of course.

After touching Yu Bao'er's long, satin-like hair, it felt almost ready. Huo Yingcheng touched Yu Bao'er's hair and said softly in a low voice: "Okay, change your position, otherwise it will be uncomfortable to be pressed like this."