Qiao Nian had been drinking with her head lowered and playing with her phone. Hearing this, she frowned uncomfortably and dodged. "I'll do it myself."

"You can't do the back of your head. It's easy to catch a cold if it's always wet."

Silence ensued.

Ye Wangchuan avoided her hand and smiled. "Just sit still. I'll blow it for you."

With his hand on her shoulder, Qiao Nian couldn't move for a moment. She could only stiffen her back and let him blow-dry her hair.

Ye Wangchuan did not turn on the wind very high at the beginning. The wind from the hairdryer was gentle and low. It was different from when she usually dried her hair.

Qiao Nian narrowed her eyes. She wanted to move, but she felt that it was difficult.

Usually, she would either blow her hair casually and wait for it to dry, or turn the wind speed to the maximum and quickly dry it.

It was rare for her to dry her hair so slowly.

The wind that blew over was itchy, light, and gentle. She was not used to it at first, but it seemed to be fine after she got used to it.

as she

up again. Her eyes

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expect much from her

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After clicking on it.

narrowed her eyes and supported her chin with one hand. Her eyes

happened at

Old Master Wei's sudden death have to do with

first and had not held much

inexplicably surged in her heart when she saw the last sentence. Her eyes were

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blink of an eye, he saw the obvious disdainful smile

something important and looked away from Master

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Nian looked up. Her expression became much more serious

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