By the time it was finally over, Elaine was drenched in sweat and went to take another shower. Her hair, which had been wrapped in a dry cap, was largely dry and already slightly moisturized, and Elaine had wanted to be lazy and just sleep, but was pulled back by Darnell again.

He said, "Blow dry your hair before you go to sleep."

She whispered and pouted, "But I'm so sleepy."

Darnell took out his hairdryer: "I'll blow you."

Elaine immediately sat obediently in the sofa with a smile on her face.

Darnell sat behind her, powered up the hair dryer, then lifted a strand of her hair and blew on it delicately.

His movements were gentle, not pulling a single hair on her head at all.

Elaine felt like she wanted to soul-cake for a moment, if only he could help him blow-dry his hair every time.

Just as she was getting sleepy thinking about it, Darnell's voice rang out, "Something tomorrow?"

Elaine yawned, her voice a little tired: "I'm going to dinner with Aaron tonight."

"Except for this."

Elaine struggled to think: "There doesn't seem to be any eh, but Aaron was just asking about tomorrow's schedule ...... By the way, I haven't gotten back to him yet."

She thought about this and hurriedly stood up to get her phone.

This was followed by a few subtle wisps of pain in the top of the head.

Elaine: "......"

Darnell: "......"

sank his voice: "Sit

sat down

spot where her hair had been torn, and Darnell turned off the hair dryer and placed his palm over the

"A little bit."

feel that several were ripped off at the same

dryer again, "Tell him you're not

Darnell carefully if something was wrong

worry,

Elaine: "......"

she will have the

disappeared and the drowsiness returned, so much so that she didn't pay much attention to what Darnell said to

lolled back against the back of the sofa and she

bent her over the bed and gently rubbed the back of her

mewled in comfort and burrowed

turn off the lights and control her hands and feet so she would stop moving

......

next morning, Elaine slept through the

soak, or ......

and looked at the time, it was not yet ten

didn't reply to yesterday, sending him a voice: "Sorry, I'm

Aaron did not reply to

told her, "Miss James, Master of Riverside said he'd be back to pick you up at

cake and responded, "Did he say what it

Master of

"All right then."

the cake on the chair next to her and sat down, ate her

saw the clothes on the couch that the

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