Fast time travel: The sick and paranoid villains all spoil me

On the way back, Gu Ruojiao was the one who felt shy after realizing it.

On the contrary, Zhuang Han not only didn't feel the slightest bit of embarrassment, but had a satiated look on his face, and that joyful look never faded until he returned to the rental house.

And the man obviously still has something to say.

After she took a bath, she began to follow her eagerly.

Touch her skin care products for a while, make her bed for a while, and dangle in front of her to find a sense of presence.

At last he found some.

He quickly ran to her, pinched her wet hair carefully, and said that it was cold, so he had to dry his hair quickly, otherwise he would catch cold easily.

Gu Ruojiao glanced at him, lazily hugging his waist.

"I don't want to move~ Officer Zhuang, can you blow my hair~"

Her voice was already sweet and soft, but when she acted coquettishly, her elongated timbre was soft and soft, which made people almost react when they heard it.

Zhuang Han immediately pulled her hand away in a panic to prevent her from getting too close.

But he couldn't bear to give up the sense of existence he had found so hard, so he said in a hoarse voice, "Okay."

He brought a hairdryer.

This hair dryer is only 58 yuan.

Zhuang Han has a cropped hair and doesn't need a hair dryer, so she bought this hair dryer after she moved in.

The wind is strong, but it is also very noisy.

Once opened, you have to roar even to speak, and it hurts your hair very much.

But Zhuang Han, a straight man, doesn't understand at all.

Gu Ruojiao didn't care, anyway, as long as the hair can be dried.

And Zhuang Han's workmanship as a boy in a hair salon for the first time can be described as abysmal.

He was actually very careful, but it was inevitable that he would pull Gu Ruojiao's hair.

At this time, Gu Ruojiao would bluntly say "it hurts" in exchange for his guilt.

Seeing him clumsy and flustered, trying to tense his hand muscles to control the strength, I think he is very clumsy and cute.

And Zhuang Han is also very smart, although at the beginning because of unfamiliarity and Gu Ruojiao's scruples because he was afraid of hurting him, he didn't play it very smoothly.

But when the hair started to dry and smooth, the panic was gradually overshadowed by the unknown ambiguity.

He watched her soft hair fluttering under the control of his fingers, and the thoughts in his heart were just like this hair, blown wildly by the wind.

Several mischievous strands of hair were blown to her neck by the wind, sticking to it lingeringly, refusing to leave.

Zhuang Han's throat tightened slightly, and his eyes fell on her slender neck.

Seeing those strands of hair caressing her neck back and forth ambiguously and mischievously, Zhuang Han felt jealous but veiled for no reason.

Wanting to replace those strands of hair, he stroked her neck inch by inch.

By the time he came back to his senses, his fingers had already passed over his brain, gently brushing away those few strands of hair.

Years of military training, his ten fingers and even his palms were all covered with thick calluses.

Gu Ruojiao involuntarily shuddered slightly when the thick callus brushed her delicate neck.

Zhuang Han began to breathe heavily.

He didn't take his hand away, but turned off the hair dryer, and put it on the dressing table casually.

With this good atmosphere, he put his hands on the back of her neck, bent down and kissed her.

He kissed very piously, as if he was afraid of desecrating her, gentle and lingering.

But surprisingly, he opened his mouth and let him in.

The moment the tip of the tongue touches, tenderness is replaced by longing.

His kiss became intense and hot, as if it was going to melt people.

But this is not enough.