C227 She Wanted to Help Him Wipe His Hair
C227 She Wanted to Help Him Wipe His Hair
"Why should I feel heartache? I have nothing to do with him. I was just casually asking." Xiong Miao smiled and shook her head, afraid of angering him.
She originally thought that he would not be so easily fooled.
She was going to be tortured by him again, forcing him to clearly explain the relationship between her and Su Hongyi.
However, after waiting for a long time with a guilty conscience, he didn't continue.
His sharp and sharp gaze also withdrew from her body.
He got up and went upstairs.
From the moment she told him about Su Hongyi, from the moment he was in a good mood because of her sudden mention of Su Hongyi, the clear face in front of his eyes suddenly became blurred again.
He could not see her sweet and playful face anymore.
His heart was filled with irritation.
Suppressing his anger, he went upstairs.
Feeling his sharp gaze retreating, the surrounding immense pressure also shifted away. Xiong Miao's tensed shoulders finally relaxed.
At night, at eight or nine o'clock.
Xiong paced back and forth restlessly in the room Zhan Yeling prepared for himself. Although the wardrobe was connected to Zhan Yeling's room, the soundproofing effect of the wardrobe was very good. She could not hear what he was doing in the room next door.
After thinking for a while, she decided to take the initiative.
Pulling the wardrobe's handle, she rotated it for a while and turned it on. Xiong Miao walked over to the room next door with a kitten.
She saw Zhan Yeling wearing a bathrobe and sitting by the bed with a gray towel in his hand. He was wiping his wet hair.
He had just taken a shower!
She thought of the last few times Zhan Yeling had treated her like a ferocious beast.
Xiong Miao was a little afraid, but she still held back her fear and walked over.
Zhan Yeling's black eyes looked towards her.
That pair of eyes that were like ice, as soon as they landed on her body, it made her hair tighten.
"Let me help you wipe your hair!" Xiong Miao went forward and volunteered.
Zhan Yeling did not say anything. He silently looked at her and threw the towel to her.
Xiong Miao caught the towel and carefully sat beside him. She raised her hand and gently wiped his wet hair.
At this moment, she was beside him and was very close.
Every move she made and the fragrance of the jade orchids filled Zhan Yeling's nose. That good smell refreshed his heart and mind.
It could always calm down his irritated heart.
Her actions of wiping her hair were very gentle, so gentle that he was about to fall asleep.
He was originally someone who was extremely cautious. When someone was around, it was impossible for him to completely put down his guard.
But only this woman could make him forget everything in the world, and the human heart was complicated.
His mind was empty, and he could not help but feel sleepy.
Xiong Miao wiped it and suddenly felt that the cold aura around her had become gentler.
Lowering her eyes, she saw that Zhan Yeling's eyes were closed. There was no coldness on his handsome face. At this moment, he was as quiet as an ordinary man.
He was originally good-looking and had a clear outline of his handsome face. His exquisite facial features were three-dimensional. His phoenix eyes were like peach blossoms, and his eyelashes were black and long. At this moment, his eyes were closed, and his eyelashes were like brushes, resting on his eyelids. It was truly a beautiful painting that made people unwilling to look away.
Was he asleep?
He could fall asleep even if he sat?
Indeed, Zhan Yeling was a different existence.
She saw that he had almost finished wiping. His hair was short to begin with, so it would dry up after a short while.
She took the towel off and planned to leave.
Just as she moved her feet, her wrist was grabbed.
She turned around and met the man's dark eyes.