[Net King+SKIP] Best Female Director

The news that Haruka Atobe was accidentally injured on the set caused quite a stir, and fans were worried about her injury.President Takarata personally came forward to accept the reporter's interview, and told the media that Haruka Atobe had only suffered a little skin trauma.

The paparazzi thought they could find out some big news, but they didn't expect it to be just an accident. After being a little disappointed, they stopped reporting this matter.

Because Haruka Atobe was injured suddenly, the shooting in the afternoon was temporarily cancelled, and the crew took half a day off.When the staff of the crew heard that Haruka Atobe had only a superficial injury, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Haruka Atobe returned home from the hospital, ready to take a bath and lie down on the bed to rest.

When taking a bath, she found that the bandage on her forehead could not be wetted, so she had no choice but to take a bath first, and temporarily stopped washing her hair.

Atobe Haruka came out of the shower and saw Atobe sitting on her bed, slightly stunned, "What's wrong?"

Atobe stood up, walked in front of Haruka Atobe, bent down to check the bandage on Haruka Atobe's forehead, found that the bandage was not wet, and felt relieved.

Seeing Atobe staring at the bandage on her forehead, Atobe Haruka reached out and touched the bandage on her forehead, "Don't worry, I didn't let the wound touch the water."

Atobe stood up straight, glanced at Haruka Atobe, "Not too stupid."

Glancing at Atobe, Atobe Haruka said angrily: "Your aunt is not that stupid." The wound on the forehead cannot touch water, how to wash the hair, it is impossible to wait for the wound to heal before washing the hair, otherwise the hair will stinks.

Seeing that Haruka Atobe frowned and his face was not good, Atobe asked worriedly: "What's wrong, the wound hurts?"

Haruka Atobe shook her head slightly, frowning in embarrassment, "The wound cannot touch water, how do I wash my hair?" She couldn't stand not washing her hair for a few days.

Looking at Atobe's waist-length silver hair, Atobe thought for a while and came up with a good idea, "I will wash it for you."

Haruka Atobe looked up at Atobe in surprise, "You wash it for me, how are you going to wash it for me?"

"My uncle has his own way, just wait for a while." After finishing speaking, Atobe went out to do errands.

Looking at the back of his nephew leaving, Haruka Atobe looked confused.

Atobe went out and asked the housekeeper to prepare the things, and the housekeeper quickly prepared the things.

Haruka Atobe came to the balcony and was taken aback when he saw the shampoo bed on the balcony.

"Come here, my uncle will wash your hair for you." Atobe pointed to the shampoo bed beside him and said to Haruka Atobe.

Atobe Haruka smiled on her lips, and walked to the shampoo bed, "Just ask the maid to wash it for me."

"My uncle washed it for you personally. What's your dissatisfaction?" Atobe rolled up his sleeves, "Sit down."

Seeing his nephew's energetic look, Haruka Atobe couldn't help laughing, "Then I'll trouble you." Said while sitting on the shampoo bed.

Atobe held a towel and placed it on the back of Haruka Atobe's neck in a dignified manner, holding up Haruka Atobe's silver hair with both hands, "Lie down."

Haruka Atobe lay slowly on the shampoo bed, and what caught her eyes was her nephew's serious eyes, "Really?"

Atobe glared at Haruka Atobe who was looking up at him, and raised his voice slightly: "Are you doubting my uncle's ability?"

Atobe Haruka chuckled: "No." Forget it, if he wants to wash her hair, let him do it.

"Close your eyes."

Haruka Atobe obediently closed her eyes and enjoyed the services of her nephew.

Seeing that Haruka Atobu closed her eyes, Atobe picked up a strand of her long hair and put it on her lips, closed her eyes slightly and kissed affectionately.

Atobe opened his eyes, picked up the wooden comb and combed Haruka Atobe's silver hair first.

The silver hair shone brightly under the sunlight.

Looking at the silver hair in his hand, Atobe's eyes shone with doubt.The ungorgeous grandpa and father, and he both have silver-gray hair, and the grandmother has long brown hair, but her hair is silver.No one in the Atobe family seems to have such pure silver long hair, why is her hair silver?

Haruka Atobe closed his eyes and didn't feel his nephew's movements, so he asked with some doubts, "What's wrong?"

Hearing Haruka Atobe's voice, Atobe came back from his thoughts, "It's nothing."

Atobe bent down, scooped up a ladle of warm water and slowly poured it on Atobe Haruka's long hair.With one hand holding a ladle to wet Jibu Yao's long hair, the other hand gently stroked her hair.

Soon, Haruka Atobe's long hair was all wet.

Atobe picked up the shampoo and poured it into the palm of his hand, then rubbed it in the palm of his hand, and slowly applied it to Haruka Atobe's long hair.

Instantly, a scent of roses filled the air.

Atobe prefers roses, and both shampoo and body wash are rose-scented.Even Haruka Atobe's shampoo and shower gel were requested by him to be scented with roses.

Haruka Atobe is paranoid about Rose to her nephew, nothing but helplessness.

Atobe scrubbed Haruka Atobe's long hair clumsily, and his fingers were accidentally entangled in the long silver hair.Atobe hurriedly went to untie the long hair, but accidentally used too much force, tearing off a few strands of Haruka Atobe's hair.

The hair was torn off suddenly, and there was a tingling pain in the scalp, Haruka Atobe frowned, and let out a hiss.

Hearing Atobe Haruka's hiss, Atobe showed apology on his face, "Sorry, I hurt you."

Atobe Haruka said indifferently: "It's okay, it doesn't hurt."

Looking at the long hairs that were torn off by him in his hands, Atobe frowned slightly, and the movements of his hands became more gentle and cautious, for fear of tearing off Haruka Atobe's hair again and hurting her.

Although Haruka Atobe had her eyes closed, she could feel her nephew's careful movements, and her heart felt warm immediately, and a soft smile overflowed from the corner of her mouth.

It is estimated that she was the first person whose hair was washed by her nephew himself.The proud young master actually washed her hair himself, how could this not move her, it really didn't hurt him in vain.

Atobe poured some conditioner, first rubbed it in the palm of his hand, and then slowly applied it to Atobe Haruka's hair, gently massaging Atobe Haruka's head with his slender fingers.

Haruka Atobe lay on the shampoo bed, enjoying his nephew's massage with his eyes closed.

After the massage, Atobe's slender five fingers shuttled through Atobe Haruka's silver hair.

Just when Haruka Atobe was about to fall asleep, Atobe's voice sounded above her head, "Okay, get up."

Atobe held a dry towel and wrapped Haruka Atobe's wet long hair, Haruka Atobe opened her eyes and sat up slowly.

"Sit over there, my uncle will go get the hair dryer."

Haruka Atobe nodded slightly, "Okay." She stood up, sat on the recliner on the other side, took off the towel and wiped her long hair that was still dripping.

Atobe came back with a hair dryer in his hand, put the hair dryer in Haruka Atobe's hand, took the towel in her hand and wiped her hair.

After wiping her hair for a while, Atobe took the hair dryer, plugged it into the socket on the wall, and began to blow hair for Haruka Atobe.

Buzzing buzzing... The buzzing sound of blowing air was heard, Haruka Atobe closed her eyes and enjoyed her nephew blowing her hair.

Atobe helped Haruka Atobe to blow-dry his hair with a very serious expression, and his serious eyes seemed to be doing something extremely important.

The housekeeper saw Atobe helping Haruka Atobe blowing her hair from a distance, and his eyes were full of relief.The relationship between the young master and the eldest lady is really good.

The evening sun hangs in the western sky, and the golden afterglow spreads freely on the earth, dyeing the earth with a touch of warm color.

Perhaps it was too comfortable, Atobe Haruka sat on the recliner and fell asleep in a daze.

After Atobe dried Atobe Haruka's hair, he found that Atobe Haruka had fallen asleep sitting on the recliner, surprise flashed in his eyes, and then a gentle smile rose on his lips.Atobe took a comb and combed Haruka Atobe's long hair that had just been blown by the hair dryer, moving lightly so as not to wake her up in her sleep.

The silver soft hair slipped between the fingers, and Atobu couldn't help but pick up a long strand of hair and put a reverent kiss on his lips.

After combing her hair, Atobu reached out and hugged Haruka Atobu.

Being picked up suddenly, Atobe Haruka was startled awake, looking at Atobe dimly, "Put me down, I'll go by myself."

Atobe looked down at the person in his arms tenderly, and said softly, "Sleep, I'll take you back to your room."

Perhaps because she was too sleepy, Haruka Atobe slowly closed her eyes again, leaned against Atobe's arms and fell asleep again.

Holding Haruka Atobe to her room, Atobe gently put her on the bed, pulled off the quilt and gently covered her body.

Atobe sat on the edge of the bed, looked at Haruka Atobe in his sleep with gentle and affectionate eyes, and couldn't help reaching out to caress her face.The slender fingers depicted her exquisite facial features stroke by stroke. When the fingertips touched her soft lips, a burst of electricity spread from the fingertips to the whole body in an instant. The soft lips rubbed back and forth ambiguously.

Breathing suddenly became hot, and his heart was uncontrollable. Atobe put his hands on both sides of Atobe Haruka's body, leaned slightly, and slowly approached Atobe Haruka's face.He clearly felt her shallow breath spraying on his face, his eyes became dark, and he slowly lowered his head, getting closer and closer to her lips.

Looking at the pink lips in front of him, his brain went blank, his body's instincts dominated his movements, he lowered his head and carefully covered her soft lips.When his lips touched her soft lips, his heart trembled fiercely, he opened his mouth to gently enclose her lips, and slowly licked the corners of her mouth.The taste was sweet, making him want more, and the flexible tip of his tongue slipped through the crack of his lips and slipped into her mouth.It belonged to her taste, and her sweetness immediately entered his mouth and his heart through the tip of his tongue.

want more more more...

The tip of the tongue penetrated deeper and deeper, gently touching her pink tongue.

In her sleep, she felt something soft and slippery touching her tongue, and Haruka Atobe instinctively stretched out her tongue to wrap around the soft and slippery thing.

Tongue was caught by her tongue, Atobu's body shook, his eyes became darker and deeper, his tongue tightly wrapped around her tongue, slowly deepening the kiss.

In the dream, she couldn't breathe suddenly, Haruka Atobe opened her mouth slightly, trying to push out what was stuck in her mouth, "Um..."

Hearing Haruka Atobe's voice, Atobe was startled, woke up immediately, and reluctantly let go of her lips.

Bending down and looking down at the person lying on the bed who hadn't woken up, Atobu raised the corner of his mouth and showed a successful smirk.Seeing her lips glowing with water, Atobe couldn't help it, lowered his head to hold her lips again, and tasted her sweetness carefully again.

If he could, he really wanted to eat her, eat her completely.

Atobe seems to be addicted, without waking Haruka Atobe, he secretly tasted the sweetness in her mouth again and again.

He didn't stop stealing fragrance until her lips were red and swollen.

Looking deeply at the person on the bed, Atobe took a deep breath, suppressed the eagerness in his heart, lowered his head and kissed her lightly on the forehead before leaving Atobe Haruka's room.