Chapter 2217 Do You Like Being with Me so Much? "

This is a very interesting phenomenon.

The show hasn't aired yet, but the opening song and the interlude have become popular.

As the singer, Qiao Mianmian has naturally become popular.

However, netizens don't know that the two songs were sung by Qiao Mianmian yet.

Because of this, without the interference of haters, netizens have given Qiao Mianmian's two songs a very high evaluation, almost 100% of the praise rate.

There are also professional music critics who say that Qiao Mianmian is a good voice that has only appeared in the music industry in the past ten years. In short, even professional critics have given her a very high evaluation.

Qiao Mianmian didn't dare to think about what the netizens would react and evaluate if they knew that the two songs were sung by her.

Qiao Mianmian replied to Linda: Okay, Sister Xie, I will be there on time tomorrow.

After she replied to Linda, Mo Yesi waved at her with a hair dryer in his hand: "Come here, I'll blow your hair."

"Oh."

Qiao Mianmian walked over and sat down by the bed.

Mo Yesi turned on the hair dryer, picked up a strand of hair, and slowly blew her hair.

The wind from the hair dryer was warm and the temperature was just right, blowing on her scalp.

Mo Yesi's slender fingers also gently pressed on her scalp. The right force and temperature made Qiao Mianmian's scalp completely relaxed. As she blew, she felt a little drowsy.

Every time after taking a shower, Mo Yesi would blow her hair.

During the process, he would also help her massage her scalp and cervical vertebrae.

Men like Mo Yesi grew up being served by others, and now, this man who grew up in luxury is serving her.

Qiao Mianmian's heart was filled with sweetness and happiness. She squinted her eyes, her face showed sleepiness, and her voice was a little confused: "Mo Yesi, when we are old, will you still blow my hair like this?"

"Of course." The man answered without hesitation.

"Really?"

"Yes, really. I'll blow you for the rest of my life."

"Mo Yesi."

"Yes?"

"You're so nice."

Qiao Mianmian's voice was lazy, and she was so sleepy that she could hardly open her eyes, and her head was shaking.

When people are about to fall asleep or drunk, they are most likely to speak their true feelings.

Because at this time, the consciousness will not be so clear, and there will not be too much resistance to everything in the outside world.

Qiao Mianmian squinted her eyes and said in a muffled voice: "Mo Yesi, it's great to marry you. If there is a next life, I will marry you again and be your wife."

Mo Yesi paused, and a light flashed in the man's dark eyes. After a few seconds, he continued to blow her hair, and his voice was unspeakably gentle: "You will marry me in the next life? Are you sure?"

"Yes, I'm sure." Qiao Mianmian was so sleepy that she shook her head again while speaking.

Mo Yesi leaned over and gently pressed her head on his chest, letting her lean on his chest.

The man's eyebrows and eyes were filled with a doting smile: "Do you like being with me so much?"

"Yeah." Qiao Mianmian lay on his chest, half asleep and half awake, and habitually put her arms around his waist, hugged him, and rubbed her face against his chest, "I like it, I like it very much."

Mo Yesi looked down at her, turned the hair dryer to the lowest setting, reached out and touched her head, and said nothing more.

Slowly, Qiao Mianmian's eyes closed completely.