Good luck: The fresh meat husband is so fierce

"Where's the hair dryer?"

Lin Qiuran pointed to the storage box next to the desk.

"Would you like to blow your hair? Come here and let me help you."

Thinking that Zhao Qichen was going to dry his hair, Lin Qiuran said.

"come here."

Zhao Qichen installed the plug of the hair dryer into the socket, and patted the back of the bench.

"You... want to blow my hair?"

Surprised, Lin Qiuran sat on the bench and turned to ask him.

"if not…"

"But you..."

"I'm not disabled."

In a word, Lin Qiuran was immediately silenced.

In fact, as long as it doesn't affect Zhao Qichen's wound, Lin Qiuran is 1 willing in his heart.

After all, if someone is willing to serve her, she has nothing to refuse.

First, dry the water drops from Lin Qiuran's hair with a dry hair towel. Zhao Qichen inserted his fingertips into her hair, and gently stroked it.

Zhao Qichen turned on the hot air on a low gear, and kept the hair dryer away from Lin Qiuran's scalp, moving clusters slowly.

Lin Qiuran narrowed her eyes comfortably.

It seems that my hard work is not completely in vain.

When the blowing was about [-]% dry, Zhao Qichen switched to the cold wind mode and continued with his movements.

With the sudden stop of the voice beside her ear, Lin Qiuran reluctantly opened her eyes.

"Have you ever worked as a hairdresser in a hair salon before?"

Lin Qiuran wanted to praise him in a subtle way.

Zhao Qichen didn't make a sound, and quietly put away the hair dryer.

"Besides the hairdresser, this is the first time I've had my hair blown by anyone else."

Lin Qiuran continued, her heart filled with a faint sense of happiness.

Zhao Qichen still didn't answer her, but just looked at Lin Qiuran fixedly.

"Look at me, get down quickly, and I'll get you some medicine."

After a short period of enjoyment, the business still cannot be forgotten.

Zhao Qichen was pleasantly surprised that Lin Qiuran didn't mind touching her bed at all, and at the same time buried his head in her quilt greedily.

What lingers in the nasal cavity is all the lingering fragrance of toiletries, but it is not exactly the same as their fragrance, but it seems to have been treated by Lin Qiuran's body, exuding a charming and lingering smell.

Zhao Qichen suddenly felt that he was a bit perverted...

Just like the wretched uncle who likes to collect girls' underwear in anime...

He raised his head slightly, not wanting Lin Qiuran to see his gaffe.

"It might hurt a little...be patient..."

Lin Qiuran got the potion, knelt gently beside the bed, and comforted Zhao Qichen in a low voice while applying the potion on Zhao Qichen's back.

How could Zhao Qichen notice the pain now, all his feelings were concentrated on Lin Qiuran's hands.

Zhao Qichen gritted his teeth, feeling that the medicine might be for nothing.

Immediately, if I take a cold shower again, I will definitely take the medicine with me...

Where did Lin Qiuran know this, she just lowered her head, looking serious.

"Sorry…"

Zhao Qichen thought of what he saw just now, and couldn't help but speak after all.

"I shouldn't be so willful...Although I don't want to admit that I was influenced by your words, but the fact is, I may not be able to do what you asked...I'm sorry..."

Before Lin Qiuran could react, she heard the person beside her continue talking.

"It wasn't your fault in the first place...I thought about it, no one can resist my temptation without overstepping..."

Lin Qiuran didn't want the atmosphere to be too embarrassing, so she chose a humorous tone to calm Zhao Qichen's emotions in a low voice.

With that being said, Zhao Qichen's bad mood of the day was finally comforted.

He gently propped up his body with his hands, and looked at Lin Qiuran earnestly.

"Ran Ran, I want to kiss you..."

Such blunt words coupled with such a sincere tone immediately made Lin Qiuran face a mess.

Her heart skipped a beat, and she didn't know how to answer Zhao Qichen's request.

Zhao Qichen saw her nervousness, smiled lightly, and leaned towards her on his own.

Holding Lin Qiuran's bare shoulders, Zhao Qichen slightly parted his thin lips, and licked Lin Qiuran's lips.

Lin Qiuran partially closed her eyes, not daring to look directly at Zhao Qichen's aggressive eyes.

Different from the unexpected kiss in the study room, this time Zhao Qichen, although aggressive, was still gentle.

Lin Qiuran exhaled through her half-opened mouth, as if calling for him to go deeper. Zhao Qichen's long tongue drove straight in, and the tip of the tongue lightly brushed the tender flesh of her entire mouth with a provocative meaning.

The mouths of the two were filled with the mint flavor of toothpaste, and the cool touch stimulated the nerves of the brain. Lin Qiuran didn't know how long the kiss lasted, but only knew that he had turned into a puddle of spring water, surrounding Zhao Qichen. neck in his arms.

After the kiss, the breathing of both of them was out of rhythm.

Zhao Qichen pushed Lin Qiuran down on the bed, leaned forward and clamped Lin Qiuran's hands on top of her head.

Leaning down, his kiss fell on Lin Qiuran's exposed skin.

Shoulders, neck, ears, wherever he breathed, Lin Qiuran shuddered.

She couldn't think of anything else in her mind, she could only obey the promise.

Zhao Qichen's eyes were about to burst into flames, and he desperately tore off the bath towel from Lin Qiuran's chest.

A piece of spring, just like this straight exposed in the air.

An extra piece of skin contacted the cold air in the air, Lin Qiuran shivered, and his eyes finally regained a little clarity.

"Don't... it will involve the wound..."

Zhao Qichen was already in the state of an arrow on the bow, and when Lin Qiuran reminded him like this, his face completely darkened.

"Damn..."

Zhao Qichen cursed in a low voice, and pulled the bath towel hanging around Lin Qiuran's waist.

Lin Qiuran's face was rosy, and seeing Zhao Qichen's annoyed look, he finally couldn't help laughing.

"Are you in such a hurry?"

Zhao Qichen's eyes darkened when he heard the whistling of the people below him.

"You wait for me... When I recover from my injury, see how I can deal with you."

At this time, Lin Qiuran didn't know what the consequences of being quick-talking would be.

"Then let's talk about it when you are well."

Flexibly getting out from under Zhao Qichen, Lin Qiuran patted his face and regained some sanity.

Zhao Qichen gritted his teeth, feeling hatred in his heart.

I finally know why it is said that the body is the capital of revolution.

Because of this injured body, how many rare opportunities did he miss...

Feeling that he was still in high spirits, Zhao Qichen forgot to forget the bathroom.

Another cold shower is inevitable...

Lin Qiuran understood Zhao Qichen's thoughts in seconds, and faced Zhao Qichen and made a "please" gesture to the bathroom.

"Don't wash away the medicine I gave you..." Lin Qiuran added gloatingly.

Hearing the sound of closing the door with a "bang", the slightly curved corner of Lin Qiuran's mouth gradually enlarged.

He was still too unfocused, and almost bowed his head in front of the beauty.

Lin Qiuran secretly thought, from now on, the point will come to an end.Zhao Qichen can be messed up, she can't be messed up, otherwise it will be too cheap for him.