My Boss, the White-haired Nun

She held wet hair in her left hand, held a hair dryer in her right hand, and dragged the pair of slippers that were much larger than her little feet out of the bathroom.The slippers made a squeaking sound when they stepped on the ground, reminding Gong Ming of the kind of toy shoes that children like to make noises.

Fu Hua walked up to Gong Ming naturally, handed him the hair dryer, and looked at him sideways with his hair tied.The two of them didn't say a word, Gong Ming understood her meaning very clearly, took the hair dryer in her hand, and inserted the end plug into the socket.

He pressed the button, and the energized hair dryer sent out scorching wind.

Fu Hua sat on the sofa beside him, with his back to Gong Ming, and shook his hair behind him. The water that hadn't been wiped off the hair followed this movement and fell on her bathrobe and the skin that was close to her. There was a cool feeling on Gong Ming's body.

Obviously, what Gong Ming used was just the ordinary shampoo that Gong Ming usually used, but from his position, he could clearly smell a sandalwood-like aroma from that hair after bathing.

No, it may not be the hair, maybe it just emanates from the body of the girl in front of him.

Gong Ming stroked Fu Hua's long hair and began to dry it for her.

Once the hair grows, it is actually very difficult to manage, whether it is the usual washing or other aspects.Gong Ming, who also has long hair, couldn't be more clear about this.In fact, the main reason why he has long hair is that he has gotten used to this state through his early experience, and his own physical condition can be dealt with without much treatment.

As the hot air continued to puff on Fu Hua's hair, the fragrance was also emitted more and more.

"Speaking of it." Gong Ming said after a moment of silence as he continued to move his hands while sniffing the soothing fragrance. "Why did you remember to send me an umbrella there?"

"You have never been in the habit of carrying an umbrella. This time it rained suddenly again. You must not remember to bring an umbrella, so I sent it to you,"

"Why didn't you go in?" Gong Ming asked softly, "You look like you, it's obvious that you've been standing outside for a long time."

"The equipment department is not an access area for students when they come, and I have no authority to enter." Fu Hua explained.

"Well, then I'll give you one later." The hair on the top of the head was almost dry, and Gong Ming began to focus on the hair a little later.

"No need." After hearing his words, Fu Hua just shook his head.The half-dry hair did not shake out that wave-like feeling, but a little water droplets flew to Gong Ming's hand.

"In the past, we were strong, so you don't need to worry about a little rain. Now you are used to it and don't bother to change it. But today, after I was drenched in the rain, you must remember it. Since you will remember it in the future, then you don't need to give it to me. What authority do I have?"

"..."

She was silent for a while, then added. "You don't believe me anyway."

"You said that." Gong Ming shook his head, "Why don't I believe you?"

"When you hugged me, the muscles of your whole body were in a tense state." Fu Hua didn't turn his head, and there was no other emotion in his words, but he said quite calmly.

"During the period, your muscles tensed sixteen times abnormally, and you were always ready to guard against something."

"..."

"I know what you're guarding against, so I don't need the privilege you embarrass me." She turned her back to Gong Ming, couldn't see her expression clearly, and spoke softly.

Gong Ming was silent for a moment, then spoke. "The purpose of a person can be well concealed under some very ordinary behaviors. When I hugged you, you had [-] movements that could follow up the attack on me very well. I can't judge your thoughts, so naturally subconsciously take some precautions.”

"I've said so much." Fu Hua sighed softly, "Don't you believe me?"

"No." Gong Ming shook his head. "I believe you nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine out of ten thousand..." He paused here.Then asked rhetorically.

"But what if?"

"Then what if the one you're hugging today isn't me, but... Raiden Mei or Kiyana or any girl you think is worth hugging?"

Gong Ming was stunned.

"..."

The air in the room fell silent.

After half an hour.He looked at Fu Hua's dried hair, and put down the hair dryer in his hand.

"It's ready."

"En." Fu Hua nodded and turned around. "Do you have a quick dryer here? Can I trouble you to dry my clothes?"

She looked normal, as if nothing had happened.

"There's no quick-dryer, but I've finished the clothes you asked me to make last time. Would you like to take a look?" Gong Ming shook his head first, then said as if he remembered something.

"Huh?" The girl showed an expression of interest, "Take a look."

Gong Ming then got up and walked into the room, and took out a bag after a while.Inside was a navy blue cheongsam embroidered with gold patterns.

The clothes feel very good, just like his usual harsh pursuit in this kind of thing.The golden black bird pattern is embroidered with gold thread of unknown material. The pattern with metallic luster is extremely soft to the touch, as if it was painted, extending from the chest to the right waist.The collar is white, and there is a small gap on the front chest, which can show a little breast.The skirt of the cheongsam has cloud-like patterns, and the corners are decorated with translucent moiré yarn.

Fu Hua took the clothes in his hands and didn't say anything, but there was already an undisguised joy on his normally indifferent face.

"Anyway, your clothes are not dry yet, why don't you try changing them?" Seeing Fu Hua's expression, Gong Ming suggested,

"..."

However, to Gong Ming's surprise, Fu Hua was stunned when he heard his words. He glanced at him strangely, then at the clothes in his hands, and then back at him. Pretty weird.

"...What's the matter?" Gong Ming touched his nose and said in confusion.

"You also know that I haven't dried my underwear yet. I won't say that the skirt of your dress is short, and the slit on the right reaches to the waist. Do you want me to wear it in a vacuum?"

"Uh... cough cough." Gong Ming tilted his head and coughed twice.

"Okay... In that case, why don't you stay here tonight? I washed your clothes for you, and they should be done tomorrow morning."

"Do you want to keep me overnight?" Fu Hua looked at him with a little teasing on his face.

"You know I don't have that kind of thought." Gong Ming said helplessly.

"Aren't you afraid that I'll kill you when I get up at night?" Fu Hua suddenly looked at him seriously.