The first bamboo horse: spoiled little green plum

Chapter 394 0394. The Land of Romance, France (13)

"Cough, Nian Nian, I'm ready."

Jiang Shaoheng himself was also very embarrassed, he dared not speak to Zhuang Xinian until he fastened the sleeping belt on his body.

Hearing this, the little girl dawdled for a while before turning around, and was cautiously relieved when she saw that Jiang Shaoheng was fully dressed.

Both of them tacitly forgot about the embarrassing incident just now, Zhuang Xinian sat down on the bed, Jiang Shaoheng took out a hair dryer from the drawer under the bedside table while drying his hair.

"Nian Nian, why are you here?" Plugged in the hair dryer, "Don't you need to practice with Uncle Zhuang for a while today?"

Zhuang Xinian kicked off her shoes, rolled onto the bed, and rolled on it like a dough ball.

"Originally, Dad wanted to practice for a while, but I told him that I want to play with you tonight, and then call my mother."

The little girl's simple words seemed to have supreme magic power, which set off a storm in Jiang Shaoheng's heart.

With the buzzing sound of turning on the hair dryer, Jiang Shaoheng covered up his uncontrollable chuckle.

Jiang Shaoheng felt that he was really hopeless, and the little girl's casual words and actions could make him jump for joy for a long time.

After playing by himself for a while, Zhuang Xinian knelt up and watched Jiang Shaoheng blow his hair.

Jiang Shaoheng doesn't have that kind of cropped hair, but slightly longer hair, so it takes longer to blow the hair dryer.

"Brother Shaoheng, let me blow it for you!"

Zhuang Xinian suddenly came to Jiang Shaoheng's side, and seemed to be very interested in saying something that made Jiang Shaoheng almost drop the hair dryer on the floor.

Turning off the hair dryer, Jiang Shaoheng turned around and looked at the obediently kneeling bedside who was less than an arm's length away from him, his heart felt weak for a while, with a smile on his lips, he handed over the hair dryer in his hand .

"Then trouble my little princess."

Zhuang Xinian took the hair dryer as she wished.

The hair dryer that Jiang Shaoheng bought has a total of three gears. Generally speaking, he only needs to use the second gear. However, as soon as Zhuang Xinian took it over, he immediately blown it to the highest gear.

Jiang Shaoheng felt that his hair might be blown off.

Originally, he was thinking, forget it, the little girl is happy, so he endured it first, but in less than a minute, Jiang Shaoheng was defeated.

He stretched out his hand to hold the little girl's hand, touched the switch, turned down a gear, changed to a level that he could bear, and then said to the little girl, "Nian Nian, that's all."

Zhuang Xinian nodded, "Oh".

The pink and tender girl was kneeling by the bed, holding a black hair dryer in her hand, and blowing her hair seriously. The boy was wearing light blue pajamas and sitting by the bed, letting the little girl's little hand blow on his hair. Shuttle between.

He didn't know if it was Jiang Shaoheng's delusion or the real thing, but he always felt that every place the little girl pressed was bursting with electric current, which went straight to his heart.

"All right!"

The little girl turned off the hair dryer, looked at her work with satisfaction, and even touched it again as if to confirm.

In the end, he became addicted, threw away the hair dryer, and used both hands to do something wrong on Jiang Shaoheng's head.

Jiang Shaoheng didn't stop her, and kept his posture to let the little girl have more fun.

(End of this chapter)