A sophomore in college starts by getting a marriage certificate with a female CEO.

one second.

two seconds.

three seconds...

Li Xixue kept her eyes tightly closed.

But a long time passed, and there was still no movement.

She frowned slightly.

What happened?

Two more seconds passed.

still none.

She opened her eyes in confusion.

The next moment, the scene that came into view was Lu Yang sitting next to her, holding a hairdryer in his hand, blowing it directly onto her head.

A warm breeze blew in from the side, causing her wet hair to flutter backward.

"..."

Li Xixue was stunned.

I was completely stunned.

Lu Yang looked at her expression and asked, "What's wrong?"

"you……"

"Let me blow-dry your hair."

Lu Yang said naturally, "Didn't I just say that getting wet makes it easy to catch a cold?"

Li Xixue was dumbfounded.

and so.

The gesture of raising your chin just now.

I don't want to kiss her.

Was it to move her hair from the front of her shoulders to the back so it would be easier to blow-dry?

Thinking about this...

Li Xixue's face immediately flushed.

It's not because I'm shy.

It's because it's embarrassing.

She just now actually...

Oh my goodness.

Li Xixue wished she could squeeze herself into the crack of the sofa.

Who is she? The president of Xueyu Group.

But today, as the CEO, she was on her own sofa at home, closing her eyes and waiting for someone to kiss her, only to find that the other person was just blow-drying her hair.

Embarrassing.

So embarrassing.

"Turn around."

Lu Yang's voice came from behind.

He had no idea what the other person was thinking.

"Turn around, face away from me, that way it'll be easier to blow the back."

Li Xixue froze for two seconds, then slowly turned around and sat down with her back to him.

Well, anyway, she doesn't dare to look at Lu Yang's face right now.

Lu Yang held a hairdryer in one hand and occasionally ruffled her hair with the other.

This woman's hair is indeed beautiful; it's black and straight, feels smooth to the touch, and has a faint, unique fragrance.

It smells pleasant and clean.

Li Xixue stared ahead without saying a word.

silence.

Continued silence.

After a while.

The hairdryer stopped.

"alright."

Li Xixue's hair was dry and much fluffier, hanging loosely over her shoulders in strands.

She turned around and secretly touched her hair, her fingers unconsciously twirling a strand of hair that had just been dried.

Lu Yang turned to look at her.

Then he spoke.

"You blow on it for me too."

Li Xixue was stunned.

"What?"

"My hair is wet too."

Lu Yang pointed to his head.

"Can't you brag yourself?"

"I blew you a song, shouldn't you repay me?"

Lu Yang tilted his head and spoke with a straight face.

Li Xixue paused.

To be honest, she couldn't refute that reasoning.

From a fair point of view, I should indeed help him back.

But the problem is-

When did she ever blow-dry someone's hair?

"I won't."

"Won't?"

Lu Yang raised an eyebrow: "Just blow it on my head, there's nothing you can't do."

"What if it gets damaged?"

"What could you possibly ruin by blow-drying your hair? You blew my hair all over the place!"

"..."

Li Xixue pursed her lips.

She glanced at the hairdryer, then at Lu Yang's still-damp hair.

I hesitated for two seconds.

"OK."

Reluctantly, she picked up the hair dryer and pressed the switch.

With a hum, a warm breeze blew out.

Lu Yang naturally turned around, sat down with his back to her, and began to enjoy himself.

Li Xixue knelt on the sofa, holding a hairdryer and aiming it at the back of his head.

She hesitated for a moment with her other hand, then reached out and brushed Lu Yang's hair aside with her fingers.

She dialed it twice.

Then I realized that my movements were a bit stiff.

The main problem is a lack of experience.

After all, it was the first time she had ever blow-dried a man's hair.

"Eh."

"What's wrong?"

"You blew into my ear."

"oh."

Li Xixue quickly moved the hairdryer away and aimed it at the top of her head.

She moved very carefully.

Lu Yang sat in the front, feeling the clumsy hand behind him flipping through his hair, pausing every now and then.

To be honest, the technique was terrible.

"Your hair is so much shorter than mine, how come it's not dry yet?" she asked.

"You're holding the hairdryer too far."

Li Xixue moved the hairdryer closer.

"so?"

"Closer."

She gathered it up again.

"pain."

"Where does it hurt? I didn't pull it."

"Your fingernail scratched my scalp."

Li Xixue withdrew her hand and looked down at her fingernails.

She's already removed her manicure, and it's not growing long.

Are you deliberately picking a fight?

Lu Yang looked innocent: "No, I was just stating the facts."

Li Xixue glared at him, somewhat annoyed: "Then you blow it yourself."

"No, I misspoke earlier. It doesn't hurt. Please, my dear wife, continue!"

"..."

Li Xixue pursed her lips, stared at him for a moment, and finally took the hair dryer back.

She knelt down again, this time in a different position, a little closer, so that she didn't have to raise her hands so high.

The hairdryer started making noise again.

This time, she was much more careful with her fingers, only gently flicking them without using force.

She herself didn't realize that she was kneeling very close to Lu Yang, her knees almost touching his back.

Because of this posture, the body wrapped in a bath towel leans forward...

Ok.

Lu Yang didn't look back.

But he could feel the warmth behind him.

A while later.

Li Xixue touched his hair to make sure it was dry.

"alright."

Lu Yang turned around.

The two sat facing each other on the sofa.

Li Xixue put the hair dryer aside, her hand still hanging in mid-air, not having had time to retract it.

They are very close.

She was wearing a white bath towel, her hair was freshly dried and draped loosely over her shoulders.

Her collarbone was exposed, and there was still a little moisture left on her skin after she had showered.

Lu Yang glanced at it.

To be honest, from this angle, the part wrapped in the bath towel is a bit tight, and the curve of the chest is very obvious.

"Have you seen enough?" Li Xixue's voice came from above.

"I can never get enough of Naoko." Lu Yang was very honest.

"rogue!"

Li Xixue subconsciously squeezed the edge of the bath towel and pulled it up a little.

Then she discovered a problem.

Lu Yang sat down in front of her, his upper body exposed.

Her gaze quickly shifted away.

"Hurry up and get dressed."

"I won't wear it."

"..."

Lu Yang suddenly moved.

He reached out, pinched a strand of Li Xixue's hair that was draped over her shoulder, wrapped it around her, and gently tugged at it.

Li Xixue leaned forward slightly.

"what?"

Lu Yang didn't say anything, but instead pulled her even closer, without loosening his grip.

Their faces were only a few centimeters apart.

Li Xixue's breathing became shallow.

Lu Yang tilted his head, his gaze falling on her lips.

"you guess."

Li Xixue didn't guess.

Because there's no need to guess.

The next second, Lu Yang's lips were already pressed against mine.

This time it's not like the kind of casual encounters you see in the square.

He supported the back of Li Xixue's head with one hand, while his other hand was still wrapped around a strand of her hair.

She leaned back slightly, resting her back against the sofa armrest.

The edge of the bath towel loosened because of this posture.

She freed one hand to grab the bath towel.

But after being tugged twice, Lu Yang kissed her until she lost all her strength.