Chapter 1463
Good Evening, Mr President!
1463 An embarrassing posture
then go get the hairdryer first. Itâs so annoying to see your messy hair!
âOh.â
Chu Xia had no choice but to go into his bathroom, find the hairdryer, and turn it on.
Chi zixian took the hairdryer from her and pointed at his waist with his other hand. apply the medicine. Iâll dry your hair for you.
â......â
Chu Xia was stunned for a few seconds and felt a little helpless.
He was drying her hair?
Chu Xia thought that she must have heard or understood it wrong!
âWhat are you doing? Hurry up!â
Chi zixian urged her. The hairdryer was already turned on, and the sound of the hairdryer filled the air between the two of them, dispersing some of the awkwardness between them.
Chi zixian sat down. It was not appropriate for Chu Xia to massage his wounds, but he could not dry her hair while lying down.
Chu Xia said, â why donât I treat your wound first? Iâll go back to my room and dry my hair myself. Or, you can treat your wound and Iâll dry my hair myself.
âYouâre injured at the back of my waist, how do you massage it? I canât stand to see your messy hair!â
âWhereâs the injury at the back? He was clearly beside me!â Chu Xia was still trying to correct him.
âYouâre full of nonsense!â Chi zixian pointed at the carpet in front of him. come here and sit here!
Chu Xia only looked at him and didnât move.
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The Chi familyâs eldest young master lost his patience. He reached out and pulled her to the carpet between his legs forcefully. She sat down facing him. isnât it all fine now? â
â......â
This was indeed all okay!
Her hand could reach his wound, and he could dry her hair for her, but Hanhan ...
This position ...
It made Chu Xia feel ashamed.
Moreover, he was naked at the moment, only wearing a white bath towel around his waist. It was hard for Chu Xia not to let her imagination run wild.
For a moment, she really didnât know where to look. In the end, she could only pretend to focus on applying medicine and rubbing his wound. At the same time, she asked him guiltily, â will this make you better? â Does it still hurt Yingluo?â
Of course it hurt!
How could it not hurt when she had to rub it when it was so swollen?
Chi zixian did not say a word and only focused on drying her wet hair.
His long fingers ran through her hair and brushed across her scalp. His hand was not hot and was even a little cold, but for some reason, Chu Xia felt that his skin was hot. The heat on her scalp seemed to be pressing into her heart.
The warm wind brushed past her long hair and her rosy cheeks, making her feel even more tender and warm. There was a soft part in her heart that had collapsed deeply.
She didnât know how long she had been rubbing his wound or how long he had been drying her hair. In the end, her hair was dry, and her hands were a little sore from rubbing. Her wrists were almost numb.
âHow is it? Do you feel more comfortable now?â
Chu Xia asked as she retracted her hand from his burning waist.
She was still sitting in front of him, looking up at him.
Her long hair, which had been wet a moment ago, was now dried and fell softly over her shoulders like a waterfall. She looked more delicate and lovely than before, and her cheeky cuteness had also been quietly hidden.
âIt feels pretty good.â
Chi zixian said.
However, he suddenly reached out and held Chu Xiaâs hand that was about to withdraw.
Their fingers were intertwined, and their palms were pressed against each other.
Chu Xia did not expect this.