After the rebirth, the boss is slapping the face every day

Chapter 1553 Unless you want to call me dear

Mo Han squinted at her, his dark eyes were clear and bright, he thought about it seriously, then slightly lifted his thin lips, and directly threw a word to her.

"Han."

Han?Han Luochu was scared out of his wits, that was a name she dared not call even in her dreams, and he threw it to her so lightly, so, is it really okay to be so intimate?

She swallowed nervously, carefully considered and discussed, "Young master, can you change your name, it feels better, better."

"What's wrong?" Mo Han asked her with eyebrows raised.

"It's so ambiguous." Han Luochu replied in a low voice, his voice was as low as that of a mosquito, but Mo Han could hear it clearly, and wrote lightly, "I don't like my woman calling me young master every day, unless you want to call me Honey?"

These three dear ones hit Han Luochu on the head with a stick. She almost jumped up. Calling him Han made her feel too close. If she called him dear, wouldn't she be going to heaven.

When did the young master become so good at teasing girls?
Compared with the two, people with brains will choose the first one.

"It's still Han." She resigned.

"Sit here." Mo Han pointed to the seat where she was sitting just now and ordered.

Han Luochu didn't dare to disobey, so he had to sit obediently, tense his nerves, and let him blow-dry her hair.

The only sound left in her ears was the buzzing sound of the hair dryer, and her brain was also buzzing together, like a bee flying around, making her heart feel like a mess.

She secretly glanced at the man beside her who was blowing her hair out of the corner of her eye. His expression was very serious, but his movements were very jerky. It was probably the first time he was blowing someone's hair.

If it wasn't for the fact that the burning sensation on her scalp was too real, she would have thought it was a dream, a dream she had never dared to imagine before.

The young master really doesn't know how to serve people. Seeing him blowing her hair, it almost burned her scalp. If she wasn't worried about the young master getting angry, she would have gone berserk long ago. Did he blow-dry her hair or bake it? hair?
When the buzzing in her ears finally stopped, she felt that her hair was almost ready to eat.

"Blow it dry." Mo Han turned off the hair dryer, probably because she didn't find anything unusual, and put the hair dryer in her hand into her hand, "Come on, let me blow it for you."

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Han Luochu felt that he seemed to like to take advantage of each other, and the romantic feeling that was full just now was gone, so he took the hair dryer in his hand and carefully dried his hair.

In fact, the simplest happiness is nothing more than being in love with each other.

Drying her hair, Han Luochu was going to blow the hair dryer, but the man grabbed her, pulled her back, and sat back in her original position.

She looked at him suspiciously and asked, "Young Master."

She habitually called the young master, but when she saw his face darken, she hurriedly changed her words and shouted awkwardly, "Han."

The first time she called him so intimately, she was still not used to it, her face was burning hot, she lowered her head shyly, holding the hair dryer tightly with both hands, as if she wanted to crush it.

Mo Han listened to her low and soft voice, sweet and soft, like the wind passing through his heartstrings, and then touched his heartstrings, slowly rippling, unable to calm down for a long time.

For the first time, he felt that his name was so beautiful, but when he shouted it from her mouth, it completely changed.

Mo Qianli also called him that way, but the name that came out of her mouth made him feel evil. If it wasn't because of her identity, he would have sewed her mouth shut.

(End of this chapter)