C73 Visit to Rome

Because he had just washed it and it still carried a faint fragrance that seeped into his heart, Gu Mingjun felt an itch in his heart.

When her hair was done, he placed the dryer in her hand. "You help me, too."

Creek obediently stood by his side and blew for him. Her slender fingers passed through his hair, giving him an indescribable feeling.

Suddenly, he took her hand. "Well, stop blowing