Refusing to marry a wealthy family: the young mistress fled 99 times

"SUN is about to be crushed!"

Jing Jiaren reached out to grab it, and it was really heavy. She started to feel sore after holding it in one hand for less than ten seconds.

Ximen Longting came over and grabbed the hair dryer: "This is the difference between you and me!"

Jing Jiaren: "..."

Sun: "..."

I saw Ximen Longting relaxed and effortless, holding the big hair dryer very high, holding a comb in the other hand, combing Jing Jiaren's hair, helping Jing Jiaren to dry her hair in a professional manner——

Because he played for Jing Jiaren many times, he has much more experience.

It's no longer the carefree way it used to be, blowing Jing Jiaren's hair into a mess.

The gentle wind was blowing, and Ximen Longting's hair was being combed, rubbed and pressed for her from time to time, it was very comfortable.

An expression of enjoyment appeared on Jing Jiaren's face.

SUN puffed up his face in disbelief: "The old man deliberately bought a dumbbell hair dryer!"

"Get out."

"What's so great about blowing your hair, SUN will do it too!"

"You talk a lot?"

"Not much, not much, SUN only has one mouth."

Noisy!

Ximen Longting turned on the hair dryer to the maximum setting, and the whining sound disturbed the ears, covering SUN's immature voice.

I saw SUN's mouth desperately opening and closing, but no sound could be heard.

Probably SUN also knew that his voice was overshadowed, so he stuck his small hand on his waist, stared at Ximen Longting fiercely and opened and closed a few times.

Still no sound!

In the end, SUN got out of bed in despair, and left silently...

Watching the door close, Ximen Longting opened the windshield slightly.

Little dwarf, fight him? !

I have traveled more bridges than my son has traveled!

"Ximen Longting, how long do you plan to fight with your son?" Jing Jiaren was helpless.

Ximen Longting was expressionless: "The day he didn't love his mother."

"..."

Forget it, take your time, there is no rush for this kind of thing.

At this moment, the door suddenly opened again, and SUN got a wireless microphone from nowhere, and stood in front of Jing Jiaren in a cartoon cow costume with two horns on his head.

Son, what are you doing?

【Ah~ah~ every night thinking of my mother's words, the sparkling tears of Lu Binghua...】

Ximen Longting: "..."

【The stars in the sky don't talk, the dolls on the ground miss their mother...】

Ximen Longting: "..."

【The eyes in the sky blink, blink, mother's heart, Lu Binghua...】

Ximen Longting: "..."

[The tea garden in my hometown is full of flowers, my mother's heart is in the end of the world...]

SUN sang and ran to Jing Jiaren, tiptoeing, as if begging for a kiss. ╭(╯3╰)╮

Jing Jiaren pressed the wound on her chest with one hand, leaned over slightly, and kissed her son's head.

"Are you satisfied?"

SUN hooked the corner of his mouth, and squinted at Ximen Longting: [Ah~ah~ every night thinking of my mother's words, Lu Binghua's tears gleamed! 】

Simon Boss finally turned off the hair dryer in frustration!Very good, this kid is the real noise!

"Who taught him such a silly song!"

"Uh...me."

"It sounds awful!"

"What's so ugly, my son's voice is so crisp..." I don't know who punished her to listen to "The Most Romantic Thing" for half an hour last time.

[Yeye thinks of her mother's words, tears gleaming Lu Binghua! 】SUN.

"To shut up!"

"Since I'm so old-fashioned, how many unearthly and nice songs do you teach your son?"