C14 Blow Her Hair

Han Qichen squinted slightly. His eyes were like a cold machine, scanning her body.

Her expression of resistance was too obvious. She looked like a bad actress, making people play for a second.

Han Qichen felt annoyed. A wave of anger slowly rose from his heart to his chest, like a volcano about to erupt, roaring and wanting to erupt.

"Come here!" The look in his eyes became even gloomier, as if he was a dangerous creature in the dark. No one dared to refuse his orders.

Xue Hee's feet were nailed to the ground.

He was too terrifying! Xue Hee didn't dare to step forward, but she also didn't dare to resist. This was because the precedent told her that the consequences of resisting would often be worse than death.

Forget it, let's head there first. If anything happens, we can just randomly adapt!

She walked over slowly, her steps so small that she looked like a woman who had worn a one-step dress in the last century and could not walk.

A trace of impatience flashed across Han Qichen's eyes, and he whispered: "Hurry! Don't waste time! "

Xue Hee took a deep breath and walked over like a pet.

Wasn't she one of his pets? He would not be able to resist, he would never be able to escape, he would never be able to escape!

Han Qichen looked at the submissive person standing in front of him. He felt powerless and irritated at the same time. Would he eat her? Why do you have to put on such an expression?

Han Qichen grabbed the towel in her hand and ordered her coldly, "Sit down!"

Xue Hee looked at him blankly, her eyes as clear as an ignorant deer.

She sat down silently. Before she could even react, she felt him use a towel to wipe her hair!

This knowledge almost made Xue Hee jump out of her bed!

He was actually helping her wipe her hair? Why? Was she dreaming? Or was he hallucinating? Or was the sun rising from the west today?

None of this was enough to describe Xue Hee's shock. She just sat there in a daze, feeling the soft towel in his big hand gently wipe her hair.

This feeling... Wonderful.

Xue Hee couldn't help but recall that before she was married, she was still a young girl at the prime of her youth. Every time she saw Han Qichen, she would often think about her life together with him.

She always imagined that he would kiss her on the forehead every morning, cook for her, hold her gently in his arms, and stroke her hair after she had bathed.

However, after the marriage, all these fantasies with pink bubbles all shattered into pieces on the floor, causing her to walk up and leave a trail of blood.

But today, Han Qichen actually helped her wipe her hair! This was simply unbelievable!

Xue Hee had been in a state of shock the entire time. When Han Qichen finished wiping his hair and looked at her, she still hadn't reacted …

He could get distracted just by brushing his hair? What was she thinking!?

Han Qichen frowned deeply. A cold ray of light shot out from his cold eyes.

"What are you thinking?"

His slightly cold, magnetic voice rang out, instantly pulling her attention back to him.

"No, nothing!" Xue Hee's face was slightly flushed as she lowered her head, not daring to look at him.

Naturally, she didn't dare to look at him, afraid that he would notice her thoughts.

However, Han Qichen suddenly threw the towel away heavily. In an instant, she, who never raised her head, felt a threatening pressure coming from her face. Before she could reflect on the reason, she heard his cold, emotionless voice.

"Blow your hair dry and go to sleep!"