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Chapter 347 Hitting the floor?nonexistent
Zhong Xiaoyan was wearing a set of white pajamas. After washing her hair, she didn't blow it out. It was wet and stuck to her face, making her already small face even smaller.

Zhong Xiaoyan seems to have gained some weight recently, not as thin as before, her pajamas are not long, revealing her white legs, Zhong Xiaoyan is wiping her hair carelessly with a towel in her hand.

Zhong Xiaoyan's hair is very long, she rubbed it randomly, but it didn't have much effect, she seemed a little impatient, her hair was messed up by her rubbing.

Qin Zexiu put down the book in his hand, he walked over to take the towel from Zhong Xiaoyan's hand, and gently wiped her hair.

"Why don't you blow your hair?"

"I'm not good at blowing myself, it's a mess, it seems that I have to get a short haircut when I have time."

Zhong Xiaoyan was a little helpless, she had always had short hair before, because she often went to the mountains to watch the trend of the land veins, long hair in the wild was difficult to manage, so she always kept short hair.

Now her hair is too long. Although it looks good, it is too much trouble to take care of it.

"Don't cut it, I'll blow it for you later."

Qin Zexiu pulled Zhong Xiaoyan to sit aside, he went into the bathroom and took out the comb and hair dryer, and patiently helped Zhong Xiaoyan dry her hair just like last time.

"If you can play for me once or twice, you can also play for me for a lifetime."

Zhong Xiaoyan curled her lips, wondering if it was related to her rebirth, but she had a lot of childishness in her bones. In the past, she represented the Zhong family, and she had to take the face of the Zhong family into consideration when speaking and doing things. Most of the time, she couldn't let herself go temperament to do things.

During this period of time since her rebirth, Zhong Xiaoyan felt that she had lived a lot more freely. If there was no such hatred, maybe she could live her life comfortably again.

It's a pity that she still bears the hatred of the Zhong family, and she still can't live a carefree life after all.

Qin Zexiu wanted to answer "yes", but before he could open his mouth, he noticed that Zhong Xiaoyan's face was dull, as if he was distracted.

Qin Zexiu stretched out his hand and shook it in front of Zhong Xiaoyan, Zhong Xiaoyan came back to look at Qin Zexiu, and asked in a daze, "What's wrong?"

"You were in a daze while talking, what were you thinking?"

Qin Zexiu gently pinched Zhong Xiaoyan's face, and put the hair dryer and comb aside.

"It's nothing, I just take a break. You go to wash, I'll help you lay the floor."

Zhong Xiaoyan shook her head, she stood up and pushed Qin Zexiu, urging him to wash up.

Qin Zexiu went into the bathroom, Zhong Xiaoyan went to the cabinet and took out the quilt inside to help Qin Zexiu make the bed.

When Qin Zexiu finished washing and came out, Zhong Xiaoyan was already lying on the bed, and she was flipping through her mobile phone, looking very serious.

Zhong Xiaoyan leaned on the bed, like a snow-white flower blooming in the dark starry sky, Qin Zexiu's gloomy heart suddenly bloomed a snow-white flower, after so many years he finally had the feeling that he was no longer alone.

"What are you doing? I've made the bed for you. Take a rest."

Zhong Xiaoyan glanced at Qin Zexiu and saw that he was staring at her. Although Zhong Xiaoyan felt a little embarrassed that she occupied his bed, she still pointed to the floor she had made to signal Qin Zexiu to rest.

"Suddenly I don't want to sleep on the floor."

Qin Zexiu glanced at the pitiful bunk on the ground, he didn't look very comfortable, and couldn't help showing a bit of disgust on his face.

"You can sleep on the sofa if you want, the sofa should be quite comfortable."

Zhong Xiaoyan pointed to the sofa beside her, but the sofa seemed a bit short, and she wondered if Qin Zexiu could sleep on it.

(End of this chapter)