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Chapter 757 Chapter 757: I'm here to help you brush your hair

Bo Nanxian took Chuyao to dinner first and fed her well.

When he got home, as soon as he entered the door, he almost couldn't wait to push her against the door, and stared deeply at her with lowered eyes.

The girl's complexion was very fair, especially during the time she was on the set, Bo Nanxian felt that she seemed to have turned pale again, and the lines of blood vessels on her neck were almost visible to the naked eye.

Warm breath sprayed over, and Chu Yao shrank her neck subconsciously.

Bo Nanxian gave a low laugh, and patted her on the back gently, "Don't be afraid."

The gentle tone made Chu Yao feel unreal.

Her crow-like eyelashes trembled, and she looked down at the man, "What's wrong?"

"Are you afraid?" Bo Nanxian stood up straight and looked at her with raised eyelids.

Chu Yao took a deep breath, pursed her lips, "What are you afraid of?"

The man held her slender wrist with deep eyes, "Are you really not understanding, or are you just pretending?"

Chu Yao: "..."

There was a hint of ignorance in her twinkling eyes.

After thinking about it, she asked, "Is everything normal in your medical report?"

"What?" Bo Nanxian was stunned for a while, unable to react.

Chu Yao felt her ears were burning, lowered her head, and said in a calm voice, "Be safe."

"Everything is fine," he replied.

Chu Yao let out an "oh" and lowered her head again, "I want to take a shower first, I sweated a little on the set."

Bo Nanxian looked at her, "I don't dislike it."

Chu Yao: "..."

She raised her eyes and stared at him, and said angrily: "I despise it myself, you have to wash it too."

The man nodded thoughtfully, and then suggested shamelessly, "Then, together?"

"What are you dreaming about?" Chu Yao pushed him away and walked towards the bedroom, a man's smiling voice came from behind him.

With a provocative hoarseness, "I did dream about it."

Chu Yao's footsteps stopped suddenly, and she almost fell.

"You are shameless."

She dropped this sentence and quickened her pace.

Looking at her back, Bo Nanxian bent her thin lips, and her dark eyes seemed to be full of tenderness and affection.

He murmured softly: "It's enough for you."

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An orange chandelier was turned on in the bedroom, the curtains were tightly covered, and the sound of running water stopped abruptly.

Chu Yao took a warm bath, and when she came out, she saw a man standing at the door of the bathroom, feeling a little hot all of a sudden.

"What are you doing standing here?" She said while wiping her hair, "There is a sofa in the living room."

Bo Nanxian stepped forward, took the towel in her hand very naturally, and wiped her hair, "There's no you there."

The hanging hair and the corner of the towel blocked her view, and Chu Yao felt the man was drying her hair, and her heart felt warm.

His liking came for no reason, but his kindness to her has only increased.

"My little boy." She called out.

A man's voice sounded above his head, "What?"

"You are so clingy." Chu Yao said.

"You despise?"

"What would you do without me?"

Bo Nanxian paused, narrowed his eyes, and lowered his voice, "You will always be here."

I will always love you too.

He kept these words in his heart.

"I will always be here." Chu Yao repeated it in No.1, maybe telling Bo Nanxian, or maybe telling herself.

Bo Nanxian went into the bathroom to take a shower, Chu Yao glanced at the closed door, and was taken aback for a moment.

Why didn't he go back there to wash today?
10 minutes later, the bathroom door opened from the inside.

Chu Yao was sitting on the carpet beside the bed, when she heard the movement, she immediately got up and came to the man.

The fine black hair fell on his forehead, slightly covering his eyebrows and eyes, and there were still drops of water flowing from the tail of the hair.

Chu Yao raised her head slightly, and looked at him with beautiful peach blossom eyes.

Bo Nanxian's eyes met hers, and suddenly his lips curled into a chuckle, "Are you in such a hurry?"

Chu Yao blinked, and after understanding the ridicule in the man's words, she was instantly speechless.

"........."

Ah, where is she in a hurry?

She's not the type to rush that sort of thing.

Chu Yao clenched her dry towel into a fist, almost gnashing her teeth and said, "I! I'm here to help you wipe your hair!"

"En." Bo Nanxian nodded, "That's because I misunderstood you."

Chu Yao: "Say sorry."

Following her words, the man said, "I'm sorry, I was wrong."

"Okay, then I will forgive you this time."

Bo Nanxian laughed, raised his hand, and scratched the bridge of her nose with his index finger.

"Are you jealous of my high nose bridge?" Chu Yao asked.

The man raised his eyebrows: "Illusion."

Chu Yao: "Really? I think you are suspected of trying to flatten the bridge of my nose."

"You're very naughty." Bo Nanxian said helplessly.

"No way." Chu Yao said, pulling the man onto the carpet beside the bed, "Sit down."

As she spoke, she sat on the edge of the bed, just behind the man, and put a white towel on his hair.

Bo Nanxian turned his head to look at her, "Actually, you don't need to do these things."

"Why?" Chu Yao didn't understand.

In the quiet bedroom, the man's deep magnetic voice seemed to become clearer, "You just need to accept that I treat you well without any psychological burden."

Chu Yao stared into his eyes, "But, I also want to be nice to you."

Although she has no experience in love, she also knows that love is mutual.

"Fool." Bo Nanxian raised his hand and scratched her nose.

"You're stupid." Chu Yao snorted softly, and continued to brush his hair.

After a few seconds, the man's voice sounded again, "Change position?"

"???"

Chu Yao's first reaction was distorted, and her eyes widened.

Bo Nanxian turned to face her, stretched out his slender arms to wrap around her waist, leaned his head on her shoulder, and the scent of shower gel penetrated into his nostrils.

At this moment, he couldn't tell what it was like.

The man's Adam's apple rolled, and her delicate collarbone was on the side of his cheek.

Chu Yao's body was slightly stiff.

"........."

This guy, do you want her to brush her hair?
The breath that belongs to him surrounds Chu Yao bit by bit.

White towels fell on the gray rug.

The mattress suddenly sank.

The air seemed to become thinner, and the sound of breathing in the bedroom became clearer and deeper.

Chuyao raised her eyelids and looked at the man, then lowered her eyes again, blushing, a trace of bewilderment appeared in those hazy peach blossom eyes, "I'm not prepared here—"

The rest of the words were blocked between the man's lips without warning.

"Sorry." He leaned on the bed with his arms, looked down at her, and whispered, "I'm ready to come tonight."

The weather was fine at night, with a bright moon shining brightly.

But for some reason, the wind suddenly blew outside, and a layer of clouds and mist surged in the starry night sky, quietly covering most of the bright moon, leaving only a small crescent moon.

Like a shy girl, she poked her head quietly in front of the windowsill and looked out.

The orange chandelier pours down, the light and shadow float, and the romantic wisteria seems to grow and spread endlessly.

(End of this chapter)