Chapter 2600 Shared Couple: The Male God Next Door Has a Crush on Me (18)
There are also some things that I haven't bought, and the hair dryer is among them.
The long white-dyed fingers randomly picked up a strand of ink-colored hair, which was also dyed with water droplets, which dripped down and landed on the white fingertips.
She thought for a moment, then came to the next door, leaned against the wall next to her, raised her hand lazily, and knocked on the door.
Ji Heng opened the door,
I saw the girl leaning against the wall, probably just after bathing, wearing a snow-white bathrobe with a strap tied around her waist, outlining a thin and soft waistline.
Contaminated with a little moisture, the crystal drops of water slowly dripped down the girl's hair, and slipped along the slightly open neckline on the delicate and beautiful collarbone, and then disappeared at the end, lining the complexion like milk. Silky and clean.
The movement of leaning against the wall and lowering his eyes slightly was still sloppy and sinister, and it could be seen that the eyelashes were very long.
Ji Heng paused for two seconds, looked away politely, his voice was a little low, and the magnetism ran through his heart like an electric current, and he was very flirtatious: "Is something wrong?"
"Can I borrow a hair dryer?" Ranbai went straight in, "I didn't buy it."
hair dryer?
Ji Heng thought for a while,
Confirmed that there should be something like this.
Then he turned slightly sideways, those dark and deep eyes swept across the girl's wet hair, "Come in first."
Ranbai walked in without hesitation, she opened a chair with her left hand and sat down, resting her face with one hand, looking at Ji Heng.
Ji Heng rummaged for a while, and finally took the hair dryer, "Can I help you?"
"Okay." Ranbai didn't mind, leaning against the back of the chair at will, lazily like a cat nesting in the afternoon sun, "Come on."
The light illuminates the room very brightly.
A handsome and stern man came over and stood behind the chair. His long and well-jointed hands gently held the girl's silky silky brocade-like hair scattered behind him, while the other hand held a hairdryer.
Those hands that looked like shining moonlight, like perfect works of art, were interspersed in the jet-black hair, and the contrast between the white and pure black was interwoven with a thrilling and bewitching beauty.
The warm wind blows gently, just like the evening wind blowing the moon, it is warm and comfortable.
The girl half-squinted her eyes, her beautiful and long hands resting on the wooden table in front of her, and her slender chin rested on the back of her fair hand, lying on her face carelessly.
Ji Heng lowered his eyes slightly, and he could see the half charming collarbone exposed at the slightly open neckline, pure as white snow.
He withdrew his gaze as if nothing had happened, and continued to dye and blow his hair.
"Okay." The warm wind dissipated, and a nice, low voice fell from above his head, carrying the lazy magnetism unique to young men.
White and drowsy,
She opened her eyes and tilted her eyes, "Thank you."
Ji Heng shook his head and put the hairdryer aside.
"Then I'll go back first." Ranbai supported the table with one hand, got up, and quickly turned around.
Unexpectedly, Ji Heng was still standing there without moving.
The two were facing each other, and the distance was close at hand, as if they could smell the clean and pleasant cold fragrance, which was refreshing and slowly surrounded people.
Ji Heng heard his own heartbeat in an instant.
Dianbai leaned back against the table and didn't respond, his eyes were clear and quiet, Ji Heng reacted under the girl's rational eyes, and took two steps back without expression.
Ranbai went out and looked back a second before closing the door, "Good night, Mr. Ji."
"Good night." Ji Heng smiled slowly.
Ranbai returned to the room, she closed the door, and suddenly remembered that she hadn't written her homework for school tomorrow: "..."
Just a second,
Dyeing white has already decided not to write.
How can bad girls do homework?
Absolutely not!
Sealed: →_→
Don't make excuses because you don't want to write, host.
I have already seen through you.
As a result, the next sentence made him so frightened that Fengluo shut himself in directly: "Fengluo, do you want to do your homework?"
Hearing no reply, Ranbai raised his eyebrows.
Was the topic she talked about that scary?
Feng Luo: "..."
Terrible or not, host, don't you have an AC number in your heart?
A group of sealed parties.
#On the fear of being dominated by the host to write homework in those years#
At this moment, the bright lights in the room suddenly went out without any warning.
The surroundings were instantly plunged into darkness.
A pitch-black vision.
power cut?
This thought crossed my mind.
I don't care about dyeing white,
Continue to use the computer.
Feng Luo didn't know when he rolled back, and said faintly: "It's quiet at night and the lights are not bright, what do you think this atmosphere is suitable for, host?"
"You want to kill?" Ranbai answered.
Sealed: ? ? ?
Who the hell thinks about this!
Host, don't you want a little bit of him that conforms to socialist values?
"The moon is black and the wind is high to kill the night." Dianbai was very serious.
Fengluo actually felt that there was nothing wrong with these words. He felt that he couldn't walk into the misunderstanding of dyed white thinking. He spoke again, and emphasized, aggravating the voice of the word power failure: "Power failure, what a great opportunity!"
"Host, don't you feel that at this time, it is very suitable for the two of you to stay together because you are afraid of the dark." Fengluo came up with an idea.
#In order to become a full host and official match, I paid too much#
#All bitter tears#
Dyeing white supported his chin, and his delicate and beautiful face seemed to glow with a lingering jade color under the fluorescent light of the computer screen. Finally, after thinking about it in the bottom of his heart, he directly closed the computer, closed the thin notebook, put it aside, and went out. .
It's a bit of a relief to be closed.
Then,
Ranbai walked slowly to the next door, raised his hand and knocked on the door twice, and pushed it open by himself.
Then, in the thin moonlight outside the window, I could see the man who just stood up straight.
His face was shrouded in darkness, and his expression could not be seen clearly, but the silhouette of his handsome and handsome face was vaguely visible, and the moonlight shone on him, clearly disappearing.
"What's wrong?" Ji Heng's voice pierced through the darkness. He walked slowly to Yanbai and comforted in a low voice, "It's a power outage, it's temporary."
He glanced at the person in front of him,
The girl was wearing a snow-white pajamas with a fluffy texture, with fair skin and a little contrasting cuteness, but her expression was still arbitrary.
Ranbai gave a "um", and then asked, "Are you afraid of the dark?"
Ji Heng: ? ? ?
Sealed: ? ? ?
Ji Heng didn't expect Ranbai to ask such a question, he paused for a while, somewhat baffled, "No."
Ranbai spoke with Fengluo expressionlessly: "Have you heard? He's not afraid."
What an idea!
Useless!
"I'm talking about you, the host!!" Fengluo couldn't help but jumped like thunder.
What if there is a host who always gets the wrong script? ! !
#My host took the male lead script#
Ranbai: "Do you think I am you? I am afraid of the dark."
Feng Luo: "..."
Fengluo was so angry that he was seriously autistic, and he shut himself up in a small dark room, and didn't want to talk anymore.
It is afraid that it is easy to be pissed off when it speaks.
"Don't worry, little one." Ji Heng put one hand on the girl's thin shoulder, and her long, fair fingers seemed to be able to convey a warm temperature through the thin fabric, "Maybe you'll be calling in a while, go back to your room to sleep first, I accompany you."
Ji Heng made an understanding and summary of what Ranbai just said——