Under the gentle gaze of Miyano Akemi.

Hoshinogi slowly moved over.

Miyano Akemi stepped forward and grabbed Hoshinoki's arm.

He pressed his shoulders hard with both hands to make him sit on the stool.

"Sit down and I'll help you dry your hair."

Hoshinogi was drowsy.

.......and.

Chapter 119 Xiao Ai: I need to recharge!

In an instant, he actually saw Miyano Akemi as Mao Lilan.

During recess, Mao Lilan often pressed him down on his seat and massaged his shoulders.

"Try harder this time, thank you..."

Miyano Akemi's hands that were drying her hair paused slightly, and the expression on her face was a little subtle.

She bent down, and the beads on her hair dripped into Hoshinomu's collar.

Hoshinogi was excited.

The moment the skin comes into contact with the drops, it feels like being struck by lightning, and goosebumps arouse instantly.

Miyano Akemi placed her head next to Hoshinoki's ear.

When she spoke, her voice carried a deadly coaxing air:

"Mu! What do you mean use more force this time?"

Who did this to him last time?

And...why do you have to force yourself when blow-drying your hair?

Hoshinomu's dark eyes widened instantly.

He regretted it after saying that.

"Sorry, I was so tired I thought I was at the barber shop!"

Hoshinogi raised his hand and pinched his eyebrows.

He raised his dark and deep eyes and looked at Miyano Akemi.

When Miyano Akemi met Hoshinoki's eyes, she didn't notice any guilty expression.

So she temporarily believed Hoshinoki's lies.

"Okay, then just think that you are enjoying the service."

She smiled and rubbed Hoshinoki's soft, messy black hair:

"It's done!"

Hoshinogi looked at Miyano Akemi's hair that was still dripping.

Dark eyes met hers:

"Would you like me to dry your hair?"

"kindness!"

She suddenly blushed.

The two exchange positions.

Hoshinogi took the hair dryer and blew Miyano Akemi's hair carefully.

He is now fully awake.

Showing gentleness when blow-drying Miyano Akemi's hair.

Miyano Akemi looked at Hoshinoki's face calmly through the mirror.

if you can.

She hoped that time would freeze at this moment.

Even though she knew in her heart that Hoshinogi had someone else in mind

It's just that the dim light added a bit of tenderness to Hoshinoki.

It was enough to get a moment of his tenderness.

Hoshinogi stared at Miyano Akemi's hair intently.

He didn't know how possessive the woman in front of him looked at him.

He just carefully fiddled with Miyano Akemi's hair and blew it extremely seriously.

This time!

Hoshinogi's cell phone at the corner of the table made the sound of an incoming call.

It sounded like a video call.

Hoshinogi followed the voice and his eyes fell on the phone.

Miyano Akemi turned her head and looked at him with her peripheral vision:

"Mu, it's your cell phone ringing."

Hoshino turned off the hair dryer and picked up the cell phone on the corner of the table, frowning slightly.

It's Mao Lilan.

Next to him, Miyano Akemi was still looking at him, with a hint of doubt in her tone:

"Who called?"

"Why don't you accept it?"

This scene seemed familiar, and Hoshinogi hung up the phone.

After hanging up the phone, Hoshino opened the message box and typed a few words quickly.

"Busy!"

Click Send.

If you don't sleep so late, don't you have to go to class tomorrow?

After sending the message, Hoshinogi turned off the screen.

He put his phone on the table.

Miyano Akemi looked back thoughtfully.

A woman's sixth sense told her that Hoshinogi's reaction was not right!

When he was sending the message just now, his back was turned to her.

Miyano Akemi couldn't see Hoshinoki's expression clearly, nor could she see the screen of his mobile phone.

So I don't know who called him.

Miyano Akemi smiled at Hoshinogi gently and generously:

"What if I come to you with something important?"

Hoshino wood surface does not change color.

Her fingers went through Miyano Akemi's hair, gently lifting her long hair.

He raised his dark eyes and looked at Miyano Akemi through the mirror:

"Reporter, he has been harassing me, I just blocked him..."

Recently, many inexplicable reporters have come to visit Hoshinoki.

Miyano Akemi knew this.

Every time these reporters came to visit, Miyano Akemi would send them away one by one.

But they are like endless flies.

One group is driven away and another group comes.

Very annoying!It really should be blocked!

Miyano Akemi breathed a sigh of relief and smiled gently at Hoshinoki.

She raised her hand to lift her hair, and her fingertips touched Hoshinoki's.

Adding a bit of ambiguity to this quiet room.

"The reporter is looking for you...to interview you?"

Miyano Akemi turned to look at Hoshinoki, her raised neck becoming more slender and slender.

There is still a hint of pink on the delicate collarbone.

Her heart was full of Hoshinomu, and there was a gentle smile in her blue eyes.

"Are you going?"

Hoshino turned off the hair dryer and put it aside, then took out a comb from the drawer.

He slowly combed Miyano Akemi's messy hair smoothly.

"Don't go."

Miyano Akemi smiled.

The originally gentle eyes revealed deep affection.

Intense and hot, she looked at Hoshinomu without blinking:

"I don't want you to go either."

When did Miyano Akemi say this?

She suddenly blushed after saying this.

She is like a gentle sister in front of Hoshinomu.

Such slightly domineering words are rarely said.

How can I put it...it has a unique flavor.

Hoshinogi's dark eyes looked straight at Miyano Akemi:

"All right!"

Miyano Akemi looked at herself in the mirror, and then her eyes fell on Hoshinoki.

At this moment, the two of them looked like lovers.

There is no negotiated intimacy, but natural ambiguity.

Hoshinogi bent down and picked up Miyano Akemi.

"what!"

Miyano Akemi screamed in surprise as her body suddenly lost balance.

Out of instinct, she raised her arms and wrapped them around Hoshinoki's neck.

Hoshinomu's eyes were deep and deep.

He put Miyano Akemi on the bed and leaned on him.

There is a pink atmosphere everywhere in the room.

......

game over.

Miyano Akemi was unconscious.

Hoshinomu sat up from the bed, glanced at the mobile phone on the corner of the table, and then remembered that there was something like Mao Lilan.

He leaned forward and picked up his phone, lighting up the screen.

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