C702 It's Heartbreaking.

The hairdryer in her hand was snatched away again. Muh Qiqi's face was red and she did not dare to look at her own reflection in the mirror.

It was only when her black and beautiful long hair flowed down her shoulders that Moh Yanjue turned off the hairdryer. He picked up the comb on the table and carefully combed her hair.

"Mm