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Chapter 60 The Magic Hand

Seeing the sea cucumber being eaten by Wang Yu, Song Qian's face flushed with embarrassment.

This sea cucumber was actually what she had left, not what Qiao Yingzi had eaten.

Sea cucumber is rich in nutrition, and it is a high-quality supplement for Qiao Yingzi, who is under great study pressure.

But Qiao Yingzi didn't like sea cucumber very much, so she had to make a double portion every time and set an example to make him eat it reluctantly.

It can only be said that mother and daughter are worthy of being mother and daughter. In fact, she can't eat sea cucumbers, and she swallows them with patience every time.

The reason why this sea cucumber is missing its corner is because Qiao Yingzi got up late today and didn't bother to supervise Song Qian after she finished eating, so she went out to school in a hurry.

Sitting across the dining table, Song Qian watched Wang Yu eat the meal she cooked, with a smile of relief on her face unconsciously.

"Huh~" Putting down the chopsticks, Wang Yu leaned back on the chair and let out a satisfied breath.

Although Song Qian does not have the exquisite skills of a chef, the meals she cooks have the homely flavor that Wang Yu likes very much.

To him, this is a more important trait than cooking skills.

Seeing Song Qian getting up to put away the dishes, Wang Yu quickly held down her hand.

"What's wrong?" Song Qian raised her head, her face full of confusion.

"Come with me." Wang Yu didn't explain, just grabbed Song Qian's hand and walked towards the bedroom.

to the bedroom door,

When Wang Yu opened the door, Song Qian lowered her eyebrows and whispered with shame, "Xiao Yu, you have just finished eating. It is not appropriate to do strenuous exercise."

"Teacher Song, what did you say?" Wang Yu asked suspiciously after pushing open the bedroom door.

Song Qian's voice was too low just now, even with his excellent hearing, he couldn't hear the specific content clearly.

I only vaguely heard words like 'after dinner' and 'exercise'.

"No, it's nothing." Song Qian looked ashamed and refused to say anything again.

Since Song Qian didn't want to talk about it, Wang Yu wasn't going to force it either. He never did anything against women's wishes.

"Teacher Song, wait for me in the bedroom first, I'll go get something." After Wang Yu finished speaking, he turned and walked out of the bedroom.

In the bedroom, Song Qian was sitting on the edge of the bed, with a face full of shame and 93 expectations.

In my heart, I was worried that Wang Yu would pull off some embarrassing new trick, but I was also secretly looking forward to the new experience that the new trick would bring.

Ever since she formed a 'study group' with Wang Yu, after helping each other these few times, she, a former gold medal teacher, actually felt like she was back in her student days.

A lot of knowledge of Xinzi made her surprised every time, but at the same time, she sighed in her heart, so it can still be like this!
The long-lost joy of learning even gave her a new understanding of hand, foot, and mouth.

Soon, Wang Yu returned to the bedroom again. At this time, there was a white hair dryer in his hand.

"No, someone will die!" Song Qian looked frightened, and then she threw herself on the bed and wrapped herself tightly in the quilt.

"Blowing your hair will kill people?" Wang Yu held the hair dryer with a confused look on his face.

"You, do you want to help me blow-dry my hair?" Song Qian's pink face, which was exposed outside the quilt, turned red visibly to the naked eye.

"if not??"

Wang Yu suddenly remembered, he suddenly realized the few words he vaguely heard just now, and then said narrowly, "Teacher Song, you don't think so."

"I didn't think anything of it!" Song Qian hurriedly interrupted Wang Yu, then lifted the quilt off her body and jumped out of bed.

As soon as she sat down in front of the dressing table, Song Qian urged with a blushing face, "Didn't you want to blow my hair, what are you waiting for!"

".Here we go." Wang Yu thought for a while and decided not to tease Song Qian.

In order not to ruin the quickness of the future because of the quickness of the tongue for a while, Wang Yu has never done this kind of loss-making business.

With a silent chuckle, Wang Yu took the hair dryer and walked behind Song Qian.

Plug in the electric plug and the hair dryer starts working.

"woooooooo~"

Wang Yu plucked Song Qian's hair with his left hand, held the hair dryer in his right hand, and kept swinging the blow dryer at a distance of about 20 centimeters from the hair.

This distance can not only cause effective blowing, but also avoid high temperature burns to hair.

At the same time, the swinging blow dryer can blow hair more naturally and thoroughly.

Wang Yu didn't learn this serious knowledge online, but from working as a part-time assistant in a barber shop during college.

Washing one hair can cost two dollars!

As the saying goes, if you have many skills, you don't have to worry about yourself. If Song Qian needs it, Wang Yu can also do perming, dyeing, and care for her, and he can do these things.

Three to five minutes later, Wang Yu stopped the hair dryer.

"Teacher Song, your hair is done, let's see if you're satisfied with it." Wang Yu smiled, and there was a lot of intention in asking for credit in his words.

Song Qian remained silent, just looking at herself in the mirror, lost in thought.

Just when Wang Yu doubted his skills, Song Qian suddenly turned around and hugged him.

After a brief moment of surprise, Wang Yu keenly noticed that something was wrong with Song Qian's mood.

Gently placing the hair dryer on the dressing table, Wang Yu used his free hand to gently stroke Song Qian's hair.

Although he doesn't know why Song Qian suddenly emoshed, Wang Yu is willing to use his super power to help her come out.

As his palms stroked his hair, Wang Yu secretly used Song Qian's 'magic hand' ability.

Through Wang Yu's palm, the magical power of the 'magic hand' comforted Song Qian silently in her heart.

For a moment, in the whole room, there was only the sound of a hand brushing through the hair, leaving behind a 'shusha'.

"Xiaoyu, thank you." Song Qian gathered her emotions and raised her head with a peaceful smile on her face.

"Teacher Song, I hope you're fine." Wang Yu smiled slightly and gently helped Song Qian gather her hair.

"I'm fine, very fine." Song Qian's face was full of tenderness.

Just now, when Wang Yu was blow-drying her hair, Wang Yu's handsome and energetic face in the mirror was in sharp contrast to his own face with light crow's feet.

She suddenly felt a melancholy feeling in her heart, and she was also confused about the future of the study group.

This is also the main reason for her emo.

But when Wang Yu caressed her hair, everything changed.

Song Qian felt a light inexplicably appeared in her heart, and that light shone on her and gave many answers.

What's wrong with being older?So what if the appearance is not there?
She is old, but she is reasonable and cooperative, and she also loves others!

Will those little girls help him wipe his sweat while studying?
Although the face is not there, her figure is a bonus!
Song Qian is still very confident about her figure, and she has been insisting on doing yoga every day!
Moreover, to take a step back, even if this study group will be disbanded in the future, that will be in the future.

Cherish the moment, live in the moment, is the most important thing!
(End of this chapter)