Chapter 2931 Dating? (4)

"Hey..." Han Qiqing sighed heavily sadly.

How did she forget?

You should wash your hair in pajamas first, and then change clothes after washing your hair.

Han Qiqing was a little depressed, feeling inexplicably troubled.

She sat on the bed, moping her hair with a towel sullenly, debating whether to dry it first before changing clothes, or change into clean clothes before drying her hair.

Seems like the hair should be blown first, right?

Normal inference suddenly fails at this time.

I don't know something is messed up in my heart, like a cat messing up the wool, unable to find its head, feeling indescribably irritable.

This feeling of irritability has been haunting her like a ghost for the past few days and can't go away.

Knock Knock——

Han Qiqing didn't hear the knock on the door.

Knock Knock——

The second time he knocked on the door, Han Qiqing, who was wiping her hair, still didn't hear it.

There is no third time, because someone outside pushed the door and entered.

The person who came in saw her frowning with a pair of cold eyes.

The towel that Han Qiqing was drying her hair was suddenly snatched away.

She was startled, and when she raised her head, she met a pair of deep and stern black eyes.

"What's wrong?" he asked.

Han Qiqing's reaction was half a beat slow, "No, it's nothing..."

The towel was put back on her head.

Feeling the strength of his gentle wiping, she lost her mind slightly.

"Where's the hair dryer?" he asked.

Han Qiqing raised her eyes, blinked before saying, "In the drawer..."

Pointing to the drawer of the bedside table.

He bent down to pick it up, and after the hair dryer was plugged in, his slender fingers ran through her smooth blue hair.

The whirring sound of the hair dryer is a bit hypnotic.

Han Qiqing sat cross-legged on the bed, a little embarrassed, but she didn't ask him to stop.

At this time, the phone rang, and she didn't even come back to her senses, her mind was on the fingers above her head.

Suddenly, the hot wind above the head stopped, and his voice said, "The phone rang."

The phone was thrown in front of her.

Han Qiqing lowered her eyes and saw Song Shijun's name on the caller ID.

She quickly picked up the phone and connected the call.

"What? I'm drying my hair."

Actually blown hair.

There was a slightly noisy voice from Song Shijun's side, as if he was outside, asking her, "Are you all right? I'm almost at your house."

Han Qiqing was surprised, "I'm not well yet, why are you here so soon?"

Song Shijun said, "Staying at home is staying at home anyway, hurry up."

"Got it, got it." Han Qiqing hung up the phone after finishing speaking, raised a pair of dark eyes, and looked sideways at her brother behind her, her obedient eyes seemed to tell him to continue.

The corners of his mouth slightly lifted, as if smiling.

The sound of the hair dryer sounded again, the warm air returned to her head, and his slender fingertips flicked.

Han Qiqing closed her eyes in enjoyment.

It feels so good to have someone hurt, and the lingering irritability seemed to be blown away by the hair dryer at this moment.

She rolled her eyes, and couldn't help but think of the dinner a few days ago in her mind. She opened her mouth to ask something, but hesitated to speak.

Suddenly, she sat up straight, but what she asked was another sentence, "Brother...uh, didn't you go to the company today?"

He replied softly, "Today is the weekend."

Han Qiqing smiled and said, "I'll go to the movies with Shijun later, the new American blockbuster, brother, do you like watching American blockbusters? Do you want to watch them together?"

At this time, the hair dryer above the head stopped.

"A date?" he asked, his voice slightly raised at the end.