I don't know if it was Su Dingning's misunderstanding. After she answered "I don't remember", Jiang Weifeng's expression became slightly heavier. The expression on his face was incomprehensible. He was not happy, but a little worried.

She felt a little strange, raised her eyes and asked him: "What's wrong with you?"

"It's okay." He raised his hand and touched her head without saying anything.

She pouted, a little confused, and still felt strange.

Along the way, both of them were silent, and the atmosphere in the carriage was too depressing, a bit like an approaching storm.

When he returned to the villa, his attitude was still a bit silent and a bit distant.

She was obviously fine before going to the banquet, but did something happen when she went to the bathroom?

She uneasily changed out of her dress, took off her makeup and took a shower. Then she came out with wet hair and said to the man standing by the window who didn't know what he was thinking: "I've finished washing, you

Go wash up."

"Yeah." He responded, turned around and glanced at her, without saying anything, turned and entered the bathroom.

The hand she used to wipe her hair paused. The feeling was still very strange.

It seemed like there was a layer between the two of them, which made her very uncomfortable.

She decided to wait until he was done washing before asking him questions.

Plugging in the hair dryer, she began to sit in front of the dressing table and dry her hair, unconsciously twirling her hair with her hands while listening to the sounds in the bathroom.

There was the sound of gurgling water inside, and she knew he was taking a shower, but she felt warm before, but now she felt a little uncomfortable.

Because she was blowing absent-mindedly, the hair dryer was always pointing in one place, so that half of her hair had been dried while the other side was still damp.

When Jiang Weifeng came out of the bathroom, he saw such an absent-minded look. Looking at her like this, he paused, and finally stepped forward helplessly and reached out to take the hair dryer from her hand.

There was a sudden light in her hand, and she came back to her senses. Through the dressing mirror in front of her, she realized that Jiang Weifeng had come out.

He took the hair dryer and carefully blew the dry side of her hair. His fingers with sharp bones followed the force of the hair dryer to help her comb it, and his expression looked particularly gentle.

Su Dingning looked at him in the mirror. He had just finished taking a shower. He was only wearing a black silk nightgown. There were still water drops on his hair. Many water droplets fell from the ends of his hair and dripped on the black silk pajamas.

There were wet marks stained on the robe.

But he didn't care about any of this. His eyes were all on the ends of her hair, and he patiently helped her comb it, his eyes focused and serious.

Her heart skipped a beat, and her eyes suddenly felt a little sore. Her restless heart instantly calmed down, and her heart felt peaceful and at ease.

After a while, the hair dryer was turned off, and the warm air of the hair dryer could no longer be felt on her scalp. The temperature gradually disappeared, and her heart seemed to feel empty.

Almost without thinking, she turned around and hugged his waist.

Burying your head in his arms, you can still smell the fragrance of shower gel.

Jiang Weifeng's body stiffened at first, then softened quickly. He raised his hand and touched her hair without saying a word.

There was silence in the air. After Su Dingning sniffed to suppress the sourness in his heart, he asked, "What's wrong with you today? You seem unhappy."

He paused, and his eyes softened a little. Some things had passed, and he really didn't need to pay too much attention. In his palm was her soft and fluffy hair, sliding across his palm. It was so soft that his heart softened.

.

"When you are by my side, I will be very happy." He said.

Su Dingning raised his head and asked with anxious eyes: "Really?"

"Of course it's true." On such a night, his voice was a little low and seemed particularly gentle.

Su Dingning smiled, hugged his arms tighter, hugged his waist tightly with both hands, and secretly decided in her heart that she never wanted to leave him in this life.

This man was so good to her, she couldn't leave him for a long time.

Occasionally, when she thought about leaving, her whole heart would feel suffocated and painful, and she would feel out of breath.

Jiang Weifeng felt funny when he saw her relying on him so much. He raised his hand and put it on her shoulder, smiled, and hugged her tightly.

The two hugged each other for a while, and suddenly a drop of cold water fell from the tip of his hair and dripped directly into her neck.

It was a little cold, and she shrank her neck. Then she remembered that his hair was still wet. She stepped back quickly, stood up with a smile and said: "You just helped me blow dry my hair, now it's my turn to serve you."

Already."

Jiang Weifeng raised his eyebrows, but before he could speak, Su Dingning pushed him directly, trying to make him sit down where she had just been sitting.

He was so tall that Su Dingning couldn't push him at all, but Jiang Weifeng followed her strength and sat down naturally.

After Jiang Weifeng sat down, she turned the hair dryer button back on. Although it was silent, the wind still made a little sound.

On such a night, neither of them spoke, but they were surrounded by silence and beauty.

Jiang Weifeng's hair was short, and it only took a few minutes to dry it. Her fingers went back and forth through his thick short hair, her movements were very gentle, and it was a little itchy.

After making sure her hair was completely dry, she turned off the hair dryer and said, "It's done."

After saying that, she wanted to turn around and put the hair dryer aside, but as soon as her body moved, her waist tightened, and before she could react, he was holding her in his arms and sitting on his lap.

"I'll put on the hair dryer." She looked a little red and a little embarrassed.

Hearing this, Jiang Weifeng reached out and snatched the hair dryer from her hand, throwing it aside casually.

Su Dingning was embarrassed.

She looked up at him blankly without saying a word. Her watery eyes seemed to be filled with tiny waves. Under the light of the light, they looked particularly innocent and pitiful.

Such an expression was simply seductive to Jiang Weifeng. He lowered his head and pressed a kiss on her eyelids. When his delicate lips fell, she closed her eyes.

There was a warm touch on his eyelids, soft and pitiful, as if she was a treasure held in the palm of his hand.

However, she still noticed something was wrong with him. When his lips left, she opened her dark and big eyes and looked at him, and asked again: "What happened to you today? Did something happen at the banquet?"

Something happened, but Jiang Weifeng couldn't tell her about it.

Seeing that she was about to ask again, he pecked her lips directly, completely preventing her from opening her mouth again. Without allowing her to resist, he pried open her teeth and tried his best to absorb her sweetness.

Soon, Su Dingning no longer had the intention to ask these questions.
Chapter completed!