C917 You Forced Me to Sleep in Bed

But I can't remember, I can't remember.

Forget it, forget it, forget it.

She turned her body and her gaze inadvertently touched his wet hair.

She pursed her lips and finally stood up from the sofa. She went to the bathroom and took out the hair dryer, plugged it, and moved the pillow. She moved his head out of the wet area and sat on the edge of the bed to blow his hair.

The hair dryer hummed