Chapter 365 The Shirt Got Wet...

And Jiang Beihan went to take a shower again, not in the study.

After trying several times but failing to fasten it, Song Wenxin could only sigh, and then went out to ask a servant for help.

When I came downstairs, I happened to see a servant cleaning, so Song Wenxin asked her to help fasten the necklace.

"Okay." The servant helped Song Wenxin put the necklace on.

"Thank you." Song Wenxin reached out to touch the pendant on her neck, and thanked the servant.

"If Miss Song has nothing to say, then I will continue to work."

"Okay." She nodded, and then subconsciously wanted to turn around and go upstairs, but suddenly remembered something, and asked the servant in doubt.

"By the way, where's Xiao Chuan?"

Why didn't she seem to see him when she came back?

Did the bodyguard accompany him to play?

"I don't know... I haven't seen him for a few days." Hearing this, the servant was puzzled, then shook his head.

No one has seen Xiao Chuan these days!

Hearing what the servant said, Song Wenxin was a little puzzled.

How come, I haven't seen Xiao Chuan for a few days?

Is it home?

Just when she was puzzled, there was a rush of footsteps on the stairs...

Song Wenxin turned her head to look, and saw that Jiang Beihan, who had already bathed and changed into clean clothes, had already gone downstairs and was walking towards her.

"Why did you come down?" Jiang Beihan stopped in front of her and asked in a low voice!

In the black eyes, there was clearly a somewhat nervous expression.

After taking a shower, he hurried back to the study room. He didn't see her, which made him nervous for a while!

"I just asked my servant for help, so I came down." Seeing him asking this question, Song Wenxin answered honestly, but she didn't understand why he was nervous, as if she was afraid that she would run away...

"Why don't you blow dry your hair?" Song Wenxin noticed his wet hair and asked helplessly.

His neat short hair was already wet, dripping water, dripping on top of the pure white shirt, wet his shoulders, revealing the flesh color inside.

It's still winter, isn't he afraid of catching a cold?

Although his body is very strong, but in this case... it is still easy to catch a cold.

"Song Wenxin, blow my hair!" Hearing this, Jiang Beihan glanced sideways at the water stain on his body, then suddenly hooked his lips, and said to her!

"Okay!" Song Wenxin nodded and agreed because he was worried that he would catch a cold.

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Two minutes later, the bedroom.

As soon as Jiang Beihan entered the bedroom, he sat down on the sofa very consciously, waiting for her to help him dry his hair.

Song Wenxin sighed, then walked into the bathroom resignedly to get a hair dryer!

After a while, she returned to the bedroom with the hair dryer, stopped by the sofa, then bent down to plug in the plug, then walked back and stood behind Jiang Beihan!

Then, she pressed the switch of the hair dryer, and the sound of the hair dryer sounded!

Song Wenxin took the hair dryer and began to help Jiang Beihan blow his wet hair patiently!

In my mind, I suddenly remembered the scene when he helped her dry her hair last time...

She is also sitting on the sofa...

Thinking about it, she couldn't help but smile a little more on her face.

It turns out that she and Jiang Beihan already have a lot of memories...

"Song Wenxin, where are you blowing?" At this moment, Jiang Beihan suddenly asked in a questioning tone.

His voice brought her back to her senses when she was distracted.

She froze for a moment...