C393 Man's Privacy(1)

Xi Muqing patted the sofa beside him.

Lele walked towards him and sat down in front of him.

She looked up and smiled at him. "Do you want to help me blow my hair?"

"I want to try..."

With the sound of the dryer's "huhuhuhu" sound, warm wind poured out from the windpipe, brushing against his white palm, and then falling into her hair...

It was soft, warm