After we broke up, a big boss in the Beijing circle kidnapped me to get my certificate.

Ye Zehong raised his eyes and saw Lu Yao walking out of the bathroom wearing a suspender nightgown. His tired eyes suddenly brightened.

Her hair was wet, just like five years ago, which made his heart ripple.

Looking down, he saw a pair of straight and thin long legs, so white that he couldn't take his eyes away.

He raised his hand and hooked her.

Lu Yao did not move, but stood still and looked at him.

next second.

He stood up and walked up to her. Just when she mistakenly thought he would do something to her, she saw him take out a white hair dryer from the drawer of the cabinet on the side and hand it to her.

Realized that I had misunderstood him.

His cheeks suddenly turned red.

She took the hair dryer with a somewhat unnatural expression, and accidentally touched his fingers with her fingers. She moved away instantly as if she was electrocuted.

Seeing her such a resistant reaction, Ye Zehong's heart ached.

"Don't get me wrong, I just..." Lu Yao clearly saw the disappointment in his eyes and quickly explained: "It seems... there is static electricity on your finger. I was electrocuted just now, so that's why..."

He chose to accept her explanation.

"There's no plug over there on the sofa. If it's inconvenient to blow while standing, I can help you." Since the hair dryer is still in his hand, even if they are not a couple now, he should do what a gentleman should do.

He walked straight to the power strip, plugged in the plug, and looked at Lu Yao who was frozen in place. When she looked over, she raised her eyebrows slightly.

Lu Yao was troubled in her heart, but finally walked up to him.

Sit on the office chair he brought over and let him dry your hair.

When the warm wind blew on her hair and skin, Lu Yao felt goosebumps all over her body. Especially when his soft fingertips touched her scalp, she felt her heart throbbing and her breathing changed. Gotta hurry up.

Five years ago, they did all the intimate things.

They have long been familiar with each other's touch.

Today, five years later, when their skin touches each other, my heart flutters inexplicably.

Ye Zehong blow-dried Lu Yao's hair very carefully and carefully. Within ten minutes, Lu Yao's hair was dried.

Lu Yao looked back at him, raised the corners of her mouth slightly, and thanked: "Dr. Ye, thank you."

"This is my lounge, not a ward, nor an operating room. You don't need to call me Dr. Ye so unfamiliarly. You can just call me by my name as you always do."

Ye Zehong had long been tired of hearing her call him Dr. Ye, even using honorifics.

This act of drawing a clear line made his heart ache.

Lu Yao asked confusedly: "But, will other people know about your relationship with Feng'er?"

Ye Zehong frowned and asked, "So what if we find out?"

Knowing that he must have misunderstood her again, Lu Yao hurriedly explained: "I remember hearing others say before that doctors can't operate on relatives because it will have consequences. It's best not to perform the surgery yourself."

"That's true, but the only thing that matters is the ability. If other people's skills are not as good as mine, is it possible to push my son to other people with immature skills? What's the difference between this and pushing my son to hell with my own hands?" Ye Zehong spoke calmly, this sentence was so humble.

After Lu Yao heard this, when he turned to walk away, she immediately grabbed his wrist and stared into his eyes. She was about to say something to ask him and Lu Feng to recognize each other now, but Ye Zehong pinched his chin.