There are still some things I haven't bought, and the hair dryer is included.

The slender and dyed white fingers randomly picked up a strand of ink-colored hair, and there were also water droplets on it, dripping downwards and falling on the white fingertips.

She thought for a while, then came to the next door, leaned against the wall next to her, raised her hand lazily, and knocked on the door.

Ji Heng opened the door,

I saw the girl leaning against the wall. She was probably wearing a snow-white bathrobe after taking a shower, and her straps were tied around her waist, outlining a thin and soft waistline.

Contaminated with some moisture, the crystal water droplets slowly dripped down the ends of the girl's hair, and slid down the delicate and beautiful collarbone along the slightly open collar, and then disappeared, setting off the complexion of the skin as smooth and white as milk.

The movement of leaning against the wall and lowering his eyes slightly was still scattered and evil, and it was obvious that his eyelashes were very long.

Ji Heng paused for two seconds, looked away politely, his voice was a little low, and his magnetic properties were like electric currents that passed through his heart, so he was very flirtatious: "Is there anything wrong?"

"Can you borrow a hair dryer?" Ranbai went straight in, "I didn't buy it."

Hairdryer?

Ji Heng thought about it,

I confirmed that there should be something like this.

Then he turned slightly, and his dark and deep eyes swept across the girl's wet hair, "Come in first."

Ranbai walked in without any scruples. She casually pulled a chair with her left hand and sat down, supporting her face with one hand, looking at Ji Heng.

Ji Heng searched for a while and finally took the hair dryer, "I'll help you?"

"Yes." Ranbai didn't mind, leaned against the back of the chair casually, as lazy as a cat nestled in the afternoon sun, "Come on."

The lights illuminate the room very brightly.

The handsome and cold man walked over and stood behind the chair, with clear and slender hands gently holding the girl's hair that was scattered behind her, and holding a hair dryer in the other hand.

The pair of hands, like a perfect work of art, interspersed in the dark hair, the contrast of whiteness and pure blackness intertwined with a thrilling beauty.

The warm wind blows gently, just like the evening breeze blows on the moon, warm and comfortable.

The girl half-squinted her eyes, and her beautiful and slender hands were casually placed on the wooden table in front of her, and then her delicate jaw rested on the back of her fair hands, lying casually.

Ji Heng lowered his eyes slightly, and he could see the half-charming collarbone exposed at the slightly open collar, as pure as snow.

He withdrew his eyes as if nothing had happened and continued to blow hair on the hair.

"Okay." The warm wind dissipated, and a nice and low voice fell from the top of the head, carrying the lazy magnetism unique to young men. The breeze blows on the strings is just like this.

Ranbai was drowsy. She opened her eyes and turned her eyes down, "Thank you."

Ji Heng shook his head and placed the hair dryer aside.

"Then I'll go back first." Ranbai supported the table with one hand, got up, and quickly turned around.

But unexpectedly, Ji Heng still stood there and didn't move.

The two of them faced each other, and they were so close that they could smell the clean and pleasant scent, refreshing and slowly surrounding people.

Ji Heng heard his clear heartbeat in an instant.

Ranbai leaned against the table without responding. His eyes were clear and quiet. Ji Heng reacted under the girl's rational eyes and took two steps back without moving.

Ranbai walked out and looked back the second before closing the door, "Good night, Mr. Ji."

"Good night." Ji Heng chuckled slowly.

Ranbai returned to the room, and she closed the door, and suddenly remembered that she had not written her homework at school tomorrow: "..."

But one second,

Ranbai decided not to write it.

How can a bad girl do her homework?

Absolutely not possible!

Closing: →_→

Host, don't make excuses for not wanting to write.

I've seen through you.

As a result, Ranbai was so scared that Feng Luo was so autistic that he said: "Feng Luo Luo, do you want to do your homework?"

Unheard the reply, Ranbai raised his eyebrows.

Is the topic she talked about that scary?

Seal: "..."

Is it scary? Are you not afraid of the host? Do you have any AC numbers in your mind?

A batch of sealed parties.

#On the fear of being dominated by the host in those years#

At this moment, the bright lights in the room suddenly disappeared without any warning in advance.

The surroundings instantly fell into darkness.

A dark vision.

A power outage?

This thought ran through the heart.

Ranbai didn't care,

Continue using the computer.

Feng Luo rolled back at some point and said quietly: "It's late at night and the lights are not clear. Host, what do you think this atmosphere is suitable for?"

"Do you want to kill someone?" Ranbai continued.

Seal:???

Who thinks about this?

Host, don’t he like to be in line with socialist values?

"The moon is dark and the wind is high and the night is high." Ranbai is very serious.

Feng Luo actually felt that this was correct. He felt that he could not get into Ranbai's misunderstanding of thinking, so he spoke again and emphasized that he had aggravated the pronunciation of the word "Power outage, what a great opportunity!"

"Host, don't you feel that this time is very suitable for fear of the darkness, and then the two of them will be together naturally?" Feng Luo made a crazy idea.

#I have paid too much to satisfy the host and official support#

#It's all a bitter tears#

The colored white supported her chin, and her delicate and beautiful face seemed to be glowing with a cool jade color under the fluorescent light of the computer screen. Finally, she thought about it in her heart, turned off the computer directly, closed the thin notebook, placed it next to her, and went out.

Feng Luo was a little relieved.

Then,

Ranbai walked slowly to the next door, raised his hand and knocked on the door twice, and pushed it open by himself.

Then the thin moonlight outside the window could see the man who had just stood up.

His face was shrouded in the darkness, and his expression was hard to see. The sharp and handsome side face was vaguely visible. The moonlight spread on him, clearly extinct.

"What's wrong?" Ji Heng's voice penetrated the darkness. He slowly walked to Ranbai and comforted him quietly: "It's a power outage, temporary."

He glanced at the person in front of him.

The girl was wearing a furry and white pajamas with fair skin and a little cute contrast, but her expression was still unrestrained.

Ranbai said "Yes" and asked, "Are you afraid of the darkness?"

Ji Heng:???

Seal:???

Ji Heng didn't expect Ranbai to ask this. He paused for a moment, a little confused, "No."

Ranbai's face had a expressionless conversation with Feng Luo: "Did you hear it? He is not afraid."

What's the idea!

Useless!

"I'm talking about you, host!!" Feng Luo couldn't help but get furious.

What should I do if there is a host who always gets the wrong script?!!

#My host takes the male lead script#

Ranbai: "Do you think I am you? I'm afraid of the darkness."

Seal: "..."

Feng Luo was so angry that he was extremely autistic that he kept himself in a dark room and didn't want to talk anymore.

It is afraid that it will easily be angry to death when talking.

"Don't worry, little boy." Ji Heng put one hand on the girl's thin shoulders, and his slender and white fingers seemed to be able to convey a warm temperature through the thin fabric. "Maybe the call will come in a while, go back to the room to sleep first, and I'll accompany you."

Ji Heng made a summary of Ranbai's words just now-
Chapter completed!