The Boss is Very Busy

MuMian walked into the room, she found the hairdryer to blow her hair, and the sound in the room was a bit noisy for a while.

MuMian looks at the message on the phone.

Sure enough, while panicking with others, Chen Zeng wanted to find a way out for himself, but at the same time he insisted on expressing to himself a feeling of needing her as a good student.

The original owner entered the university for the first time, and his temperament was simple.

It is inevitable that you will not escape when you meet such a clear and scheming teacher.

She was still thinking, the hair dryer in her hand was noisy, the hair was half-dry, and a cool touch suddenly covered, and then gently took the hair dryer in her hand, and continued her previous movements, blowing on her. Hair, gentle and patient.

MuMian paused, and then quietly let the people behind him blow his hair.

Until the hair was completely dry, the noisy hair dryer stopped, MuMian lifted his head to trim the hair, and still felt the warmth on the hair. This feeling was transmitted directly to the bottom of my heart through the palm of my hand, and the tip of my heart became slightly numb. .

She turned around, looked at the silent teenager, and said, "Thank you, brother."

Shen Yusheng put the things away. Hearing the words, he glanced over, slightly pursed the corners of his lips, raised his hand silently, rubbed the girl's hairy head, and stared at her.

"Lie down on the bed."

"Oh." MuMian nodded, and honestly lay down on the bed.

The young man walked over and walked slowly to the bed. He set off to cover MuMian all his life, covering her tightly.

Just when he was going to hug another quilt in MuMian, the position beside him seemed to be sunken, and then the good smell of the boy was overwhelming.

His waist was tightly embraced, and his forehead was rubbed against her shoulders.

MuMian was stunned.

It feels a little weird.

When she used to pester each other to hold him, he acted as if she was a rogue leader putting hands on a little girl.

Suddenly he was so active. MuMian remembered that two of them were in the car this morning, with their soft lips running over the corners of their lips and staying for a few seconds.

At this time she could only think of one possibility.

This person already likes her, but still wants to maintain his reserved image to the end?

Thinking of this, MuMian rolled over, she didn't feel shy, she started unceremoniously, and directly pinched the boy's white and delicate cheeks. He opened his eyes, and the color of his jet black eyes was very dark.

He stretched out his hand and held the girl's little hand in his palm, the temperature blended and warmth, "What's wrong?"

MuMian was silent for two seconds: "Brother, you—"

She paused in the middle of speaking, and suddenly remembered the oath she had sworn this morning, and she was determined not to take the initiative to give Shen Yu sweetness, but to let the other party take the initiative to confess to herself.

The girl paused, and changed her mouth when she said again, "Forget it...nothing."

"..." Shen Yusheng raised his eyelashes and looked at her silently.

Contacting the other's gaze, MuMian always felt a little vain for some reason. She wanted to turn around silently, as if to escape, trying to avoid her sight.

There was no action yet, but he was suddenly held back.

MuMian also stopped. She blinked her eyes and looked at each other: "Brother, what's wrong?"

"You have nothing to say." The young man lay quietly on his side, his long figure could completely wrap the girl's petite figure, his snow-white fingertips lightly pressed the girl's wrist, his face calmly said: "Brother has something to say."