The Rebirth of the National Goddess

Mo Zhixuan rolled his Adam's apple calmly, "Go to sleep, it's getting late, we have to go to school tomorrow."

The voice was still as deep and cold as ever.

"Sleep?!" Chu Jin's voice was a little surprised, his mind went blank for a few seconds, and then he said, "What about you?"

Sure enough, as soon as he said the words, Chu Jin regretted it, and hoped that Mr. Mo would not misunderstand what he meant!

She really didn't have any other thoughts, just asked casually.

"I'll take a shower first. Tonight you sleep on the bed and I sleep on the sofa." After speaking, Mr. Mo got up from the sofa.

Hearing this, Chu Jin sat down on the bed as if relieved, just got into the bed, pulled the quilt away, and covered his whole head like an ostrich.

The coolness of mint and the faint smell of tobacco still remain in the quilt, which smells very good.

Mo Zhixuan stopped in his tracks, his stern brows were tinged with a bit of softness.

He was originally a clean freak, but for some reason, when he saw her stepping on the floor with her bare feet, and then climbing onto the bed, he didn't feel any anger in his heart.

Instead, she was more worried about whether her feet would catch cold.

Seeing her on the bed at this moment, he quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

He stepped to the side, picked up the hair dryer and walked to the head of the bed, then gently lifted the quilt.

The sudden light made Chu Jin subconsciously raise his hand to cover his forehead, looked at the man standing by the bed, narrowed his eyes slightly, "Are you okay?"

Mo Zhixuan said with a normal expression, "Sleeping with wet hair is not good for your health, get up, I'll give you a blow."

Chu Jin slowly sat up from the bed, looked up at Mo Zhixuan, "Well, I can blow it myself, I don't need to trouble you, you can go back to the room and sleep."

As she said that, she wanted to reach out to take the hair dryer from Mr. Mo's hand, but unfortunately, Mr. Mo didn't give her this chance.

"Let me help you." A deep voice came from above his head.

As soon as the sentence was finished, the big hand with well-defined bones was attached to the top of her head, and his slender and shapely fingers ran through her hair, and turned on the switch on the hair dryer, and the man began to help her dry her hair with a serious expression.

The strand of black silk in the hand is very soft and slippery, three points softer than the touch of the expensive top-grade satin. This delicate and soft touch makes it almost hard to let go.

The black silk like silk meets the white skin like jade, giving people a beautiful visual impact.

This is probably the first time that Mr. Mo has blow-dried a girl's hair. The movements are not very skillful, but they are very gentle.

The sound of the hair dryer became smaller and smaller, and the reverberation slowly disappeared into the air.

The slightly cool breath continuously passed into his scalp through his fingertips.

Mr. Mo froze for a few seconds, then pulled away the hand hidden in the black hair, put the hair dryer aside, and said in a low voice, "Your hair is already dry, go to sleep quickly, good night."

There was some cold breath in the deep voice, which was still as calm as before.

"Good night." Chu Jin looked up at him, then pulled up the quilt and slipped into bed.

Fu Lan gently tucked the cup for her, "Have a good night's sleep, good night, I'll call you tomorrow morning."

Chu Jin nodded, "Good night."

Just when Chu Jin thought that Mo Zhixuan was going to leave, he stopped and kissed her lightly.

Chu Jin immediately pulled up the quilt and covered his head together, a little afraid to look directly at him.

Until, there were footsteps in the air.

Sorry for the little fairies, there was a little accident today, the update is late, sorry sorry~

good afternoon! Oh, I love muddy~