Outright Favoritism - Chapter 1071
At seven o’clock, it took a long time for He Chen and Yin Mogu to wear neatly and went downstairs to dine.
Yin Mo sat down slowly, drew up half-dry wavy hair, and asked inexplicably, “What’s the matter? Why do you look at me like this?”
She subconsciously looked at her dress, which was clean and white. What’s worth paying attention to about T-shirts and jeans?
Opposite He Chen, with three buttons on his neckline, his left arm resting on the corner of the table, his aggressive eyes focused on Yin Mo.
The man took a bite of the toast without a word, his eyes still falling on Yin Mo’s face, chewing the food carefully, and licking the corners of his mouth.
Yin Mo frowned lightly, lowered his head and cut the fried egg, “The erythema on your body has not disappeared. If you really don’t want to go to the hospital, how about I accompany you to the Shangshi Pharmacy?” The
anti-allergic ointment seems to have disappeared. Effect, Yin Mo is obviously worried about his physical condition.
At this time, He Chen’s eyelids drooped, and his thin lips chuckled, “Is that necessary?”
Yin Mo said yes, and his eyes were very insistent.
He Chen looked at her deeply for a moment, then nodded and agreed, “Go, go, and go after dinner.”
With such a compromise, Yin Mo responded with a smile.
She is more and more able to clearly understand He Chen’s indulgence and pampering to her.
For example, when the two woke up early in the morning, he was clearly emotional, but still restrained his emotions.
But before going downstairs for breakfast, He Chen spent 40 minutes in the bathroom, and Yin Mo felt that he might be relieved by himself.
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 allergy symptoms are too severe, and he left the restaurant early without taking a few bites.
Yin Mopi was patrolling the surroundings, and suddenly heard the sound of footsteps coming from the top of the stairs, she looked sideways, her eyes slightly stagnated.
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.
The handsome and romantic eyebrows hung a frivolous smile again.
While Yin Mo looked at what was in his hand, his gaze slowly moved up again, “Are you going to blow your hair?”
He Chen held her hair dryer in his hand.
Yin Mo wondered secretly, his head was clearly dry.
He Chen squinted her, walked straight to the sofa and patted, “Sit down.”
“You…” Yin Mo unconsciously scratched the tips of his slightly damp hair, “Are you going to blow my hair?”
He Chen smiled rather than smile, and said to the sofa, “Captain Yin wants to do hair.”
Yin Mo stopped talking, sat down steadily, straightened his back, his movements showed obvious stiffness.
The sound of the hair dryer was not too loud or too small. He Chen tested the temperature with her palms, and then reached out and gently stroked Yin Mo’s long hair, “The temperature is right?”
yes .” He Chen heard her voice. Nervous, with a thought, he leaned over her ears, jokingly, “Baby, why are you nervous about blowing your hair?”
Yin Mo would answer all questions, “I’m not nervous, just…you are The first person to blow my hair.”
He Chen slightly raised the corners of his lips and dropped his palms on her shoulders, his eyes scorching on Yin Mo’s profile, “The British Emperor does not have a modeling room? “
There are many, but I haven’t been there.” Yin Mo tilted his head to face his eyes, his expression was flat but serious, “The Zellman family also has its own stylist.”
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, “Have you ever permed your hair?”
Yin Mo shook his head, “I usually cut it myself, and I cut off the roots when it grows.”
She is naturally curly, and her hair grows and falls apart, forming fluffy long wavy hair.
He Chen bent over and kissed Yin Mo’s head for a long time before speaking; “It’s a coincidence that I also blow a woman’s hair for the first time.”
This was the first trivial thing they experienced together.
Yin Mo looked up at He Chen, didn’t ask much, but said something ruinous…Thank you.
He Chen twisted his fingers and tapped her head, turned on the hair dryer again, and dried her long hair patiently.
This trivial matter is not earth-shattering, but Yin Mo is extremely unforgettable.
It took ten minutes for He Chen to finish blowing her hair. When the sound of the hair dryer stopped, Yin Mo rubbed the top of his head with tears in his eyes and even sniffed.
The scalp hurts… How does
He Chen know how rude he was just now? He has no experience in blowing her hair. His rough fingertips scratched and rubbed her head, and the hair dryer was too close to the scalp. In short… Very bad experience.
But Yin Mo didn’t say a word, so it was over.
He Chen keenly caught the sound of her sniffing, smacked the tip of his tongue and put his chin on top of her head, “Captain Yin is so touched? Then I will blow your hair every day from now on, eh?”
Yin Mo was silent for two seconds, suddenly Moving aside, he whispered: “Don’t press my scalp, it hurts.”
He Chen didn’t notice for a while, leaning forward suddenly, and almost fell into the sofa.
He supported the back of the chair to stabilize his figure, leaned forward and took Yin Mo’s shoulders, and when he looked intently, her eyes were red.
He Chen frowned and his handsome face sank a little, “It hurts?”
“Are you fucking stupid?” He Chen pinched her face, his tone was a bit fierce, “It hurts? Why don’t you make a sound?”
Yin Mo rubbed his scalp and replied faintly, “It didn’t hurt too much.”
She just didn’t want to interrupt He Chen’s interest, but also wanted to deeply appreciate the first time he gave it.
Of course, with his rude death technique, Yin Mo completely believed that he was blowing his hair on a woman for the first time.
He Chen pursed his lips, put his arms around Yin Mo’s shoulder, and kissed her face, “Baby, blame me, I will pay attention next time.”
half past nine, He Chen and Yin Mo went out to the Shangshi Medicine Hall.
On the way, Yin Mo’s cell phone rang, it was an unfamiliar number.
She only glanced at it, then hung up.
“Why don’t you pick it up?” He Chen caught this scene and said playfully, “Is there a dog outside?”
Yin Mo didn’t answer, the vibration sounded again, and the other party perseveringly hit him.
Seeing this, He Chen stared at Yin Mo, quickly grabbed the phone from her hand and pressed to answer.
Yin Mo panicked, “Don’t…”
He Chen already held the phone to his ear, “Who?” At the
end of the phone, the person who was going to speak suddenly fell silent.
He Chen sneered impatiently, “You don’t speak, you are dumb?”
Yin Mo didn’t know what to think between the flashes of light, and patted the phone in He Chen’s hand, and leaped forward and kissed him. .
He Chen caught her off guard and turned his head to hide. Yin Mo’s lips were printed on the corners of his mouth, “Baby, are you guilty of conscience or seduce…”