Chapter 1071 Compromise

Chapter 1071 Compromise

At seven o'clock, He Chen and Yin Mo had to wait for a long time before getting fully dressed and coming downstairs for dinner.

Yin Mo sat down slowly, brushed her half-dried long wavy hair, and asked in puzzlement, "What's the matter? Why are you looking at me like that?"

She subconsciously looked at what she was wearing, a clean white T-shirt and jeans, what was there to pay attention to?

He Chen on the opposite side had three buttons on his neckline, and his left arm rested on the corner of the table, staring deeply at Yin Mo with extremely aggressive eyes.

The man picked up the toast without saying a word and took a bite, chewing the food carefully, accompanied by the movement of licking the corner of his mouth, no matter how you look at it.

Yin Mo frowned slightly, lowered his head and cut the fried egg, "The erythema on your body hasn't disappeared yet, if you really don't want to go to the hospital, how about I accompany you to Shang's Pharmacy?"

The anti-allergic ointment didn't seem to work, and Yin Mo was obviously worried about his physical condition.

At this time, He Chen lowered his eyelids, pursed his thin lips and smiled lightly, "Is that necessary?"

Yin Mo said yes, and his eyes were firm.

He Chen looked at her deeply for a moment, then nodded in agreement, "Go, go, go after dinner."

His compromising tone received a response from Yin Mo with a smile like a flower.

She could more and more clearly understand He Chen's indulgence and pampering towards her.

For example, when the two of them just woke up early in the morning, he was obviously very emotional, but he still restrained his emotions and did not force them.

It's just that before going downstairs to have breakfast, He Chen stayed in the bathroom for forty minutes, and Yin Mo felt that he might be trying to relieve himself.

...

In less than twenty minutes, Yin Mo came to the living room after breakfast.

She subconsciously looked for He Chen's figure, like a subtle habit.

It may be that the allergic symptoms were too severe, and he left the restaurant early without taking a few bites.

Yin Mo wandered around, and suddenly heard footsteps coming from the stairs, she looked sideways, her eyes slightly glazed over.

At this time, He Chen changed into a dark gray shirt, black trousers wrapped his straight long legs, and walked upstairs with one hand in his pocket.

There was a frivolous and unruly smile on the handsome and romantic eyebrows.

And Yin Mo looked at the things in his hand, and slowly moved his gaze upwards, "Do you want to blow your hair?"

He Chen held her hair dryer impressively in his hand.

Yin Mo wondered to himself, his hair was obviously dry.

He Chen squinted at her, walked straight to the sofa and patted her, "Sit down."

"You..." Yin Mo scratched her slightly damp hair unconsciously, "You want to blow-dry my hair?"

With a half-smile, He Chen pouted at the sofa, "Captain Yin can do hair if he wants."

Yin Mo stopped talking, sat down steadily, straightened his back, and his movements were obviously stiff.

The sound of the hair dryer was not too loud, He Chen tested the temperature with the palm of his hand, then stretched out his hand to gently stroke Yin Mo's long hair, "The temperature is right?"

"Well, yes."

He Chen could hear the nervousness in her tone, and with a thought, he leaned over and put it behind her ear, and teased, "Baby, why are you nervous about blowing your hair?"

Yin Mo answered every question, "I'm not nervous, just...you are the first person to blow my hair."

The corners of He Chen's slightly raised lips sank a little, his palms fell on her shoulders, and he stared slightly at Yin Mo's side face, "Emperor Ying doesn't have a modeling room?"

"There are many, but I haven't been there." Yin Mo tilted his head and met his eyes, with a calm but serious expression.

He Chen couldn't tell what it was like in his heart, his chest was sore and swollen, he stroked Yin Mo's smooth long hair, and asked her in a low voice, "Haven't you ever permed your hair?"

Yin Mo shook his head, "I usually cut my hair myself, and when it grows, I cut off the ends of my hair."

She is naturally curly, and her hair is long and loose, forming fluffy and wavy long hair.

He Chen bent down and kissed Yin Mo's head, and it took a long time before he opened his mouth; "What a coincidence, it's the first time for me to blow a woman's hair."

This is the first little thing they have experienced with each other.

Yin Mo looked up at He Chen, didn't ask any further questions, but said something that ruined the atmosphere... Thank you.

He Chen bent his fingers and tapped her head, turned on the hair dryer again, and dried her long hair very patiently.

This trivial incident is not earth-shattering, but Yin Mo will never forget it.

It took a full ten minutes for He Chen to finish drying her hair. When the sound of the hair dryer stopped, Yin Mo rubbed the top of her head with tears in her eyes, and even sucked her nose.

my scalp hurts...

He Chen didn't know how rude his actions were just now. He didn't have much hair-drying experience, and his rough fingertips were scratching and rubbing on her head, and the hair dryer was too close to the scalp. In short... a very bad experience.

But Yin Mo didn't say a word, and just endured until the end.

He Chen keenly caught the sound of her sniffing, licked the tip of his tongue and rested his chin on the top of her head, "Why is Captain Yin so moved? Then I will blow-dry your hair every day from now on, huh?"

Yin Mo was silent for two seconds, moved aside abruptly, and complained softly: "Don't press my scalp, it hurts."

He Chen didn't notice for a moment, he leaned forward suddenly, almost fell into the sofa.

He supported the back of the sofa to stabilize his figure, leaned over and hugged Yin Mo's shoulders, and when he looked closely, her eyes were red.

He Chen's thick eyebrows frowned, and his handsome face darkened a bit, "Does it hurt?"

"Um……"

"Are you fucking stupid?" He Chen pinched her face, his tone was a bit fierce, "Why don't you make a sound when it hurts?"

Yin Mo rubbed his scalp and replied flatly, "It doesn't hurt too much."

She just didn't want to interrupt He Chen's interest, and at the same time wanted to deeply experience the first time he gave.

Of course, with his rude death method, Yin Mo completely believed that it was the first time he had blow-dried a woman's hair.

He Chen pursed his lips, hugged Yin Mo's shoulder, and kissed her face, "Baby, blame me, I'll pay attention next time."

...

At half past nine, He Chen and Yin Mo went out to Shang's Pharmacy.

On the way, Yin Mo's cell phone rang, and it was an unfamiliar number.

She just glanced at it, then hung up.

"Why didn't you answer?" He Chen caught this scene and said playfully, "Is there a dog outside?"

Before Yin Mo could answer, the vibration sounded again, and the other party persistently called again.

Seeing this, He Chen looked at Yin Mo, quickly grabbed the phone from her hand, and pressed the answer button.

Yin Mo panicked, "Don't..."

He Chen had already raised the phone to his ear, "Who is it?"

On the other end of the phone, the person who was about to speak suddenly fell silent.

He Chen sneered impatiently, "You don't speak on the phone, are you dumb?"

In the blink of an eye, Yin Mo didn't know what to think. He slapped the phone in He Chen's hand, and leaned forward to kiss him.

He Chen caught her off guard, turned his head to hide, Yin Mo's lips touched the corner of his mouth, "Baby, are you guilty or are you seducing..."