C204 Cruel Punishment

Looking at her messy hair and red eyes, Yang Zhexu felt a bit of regret. He took two steps forward, grabbed the hair dryer, and threw it on the bed.

All of a sudden, there was no sound in the room, only the sound of the hair dryer whirring.

Jian Mo's eyes were lowered, and she was holding a hair dryer in her hand, drying her hair. Yang Zhexu, on the other hand, had been standing by the side