As Lin Weiyue sat down, he gradually felt as if his hair was dry.

This slight warm wind makes her very comfortable.

Lin Weiyue thought that if Hyundai had such skills, it would be most convenient to wash her hair and dry it soon.

And with this kind of Kung Fu, you can do a lot of things, right?

Lin Weiyue began to think, wandering very badly, just ignore the cold of Beiming behind him.

The power of Beiming QingHan's hand gently spreads to Lin Weiyue's hair.

After Lin Weiyue's hair dried, it floated slightly with the heat. Some of his hair brushed the cold fingers of Beiming, smooth and silky, like a feather, with a slight itching radian, as if across his heart.

The cold look of the northern underworld moved, only felt that at this moment, there was a good feeling of quiet years.

Moreover, Lin Weiyue just finished bathing, and his body exudes a kind of elegant fragrance.

This kind of fragrance is different from the rouge used by women nowadays. It is really elegant and charming, and can make people intoxicated.

After all, Lin Weiyue is a modern man. Although he came to this era, he had nothing.

But she would make her own things for washing her hair and bathing.

Although it can't compare with the modern times, it's also much better than the rouge of this era.

She doesn't like the strong flavor, she likes a fresh fragrance.

She made it with a lot of ingredients.

After drying Lin Weiyue's hair, Beiming QingHan looks at Lin Weiyue and asks, "what are you thinking?"

Lin Weiyue had been distracted, suddenly heard such a voice, instinctively replied: "I think this Kung Fu is good."

What Lin Weiyue thought directly came out.

After saying it, she realized that something was wrong. She slowly looked back at Beiming QingHan and said, "no, it's true. Thank you. I don't have to wipe my hair for a long time if it dries so fast."

Beiming cold look moved, "you want to blow dry your hair, you can come to me."

"Ah..."

Lin Weiyue surprised open mouth, can't believe looking at Beiming QingHan, this is really what he said.

"You You're not kidding, are you? "

"Do you think I'm joking?"

Lin Weiyue smiles awkwardly and doesn't know what to say.

Beiming QingHan looks at the bright light under Lin Weiyue's eyes, which is always so clear.

Even now he is sitting in front of her, so close, her eyes are still so clear, what she thinks is not him at all.

For the first time, Beiming QingHan finds that he is not as attractive to Lin Weiyue as his kung fu.

If it had been before, Lin Weiyue would not have been so calm.

She'll stick to him.

He didn't know why he just said that.

Maybe it's a sentence in my heart!

Is Lin Weiyue really changed, or is she just like that? Beiming QingHan is confused.

This or that princess?

But Beiming QingHan saw a mole behind Lin Weiyue's ear, which is not wrong. She is still Lin Weiyue, a princess.

There was a moment of silence in the air.

At this time, Lin Weiyue really didn't know what to say.

She hesitated and said, "it's so late, you Why don't you go back and rest? "

Beiming QingHan heard this sentence, his eyes flashed, "good."

Hearing these words, Lin Weiyue's tense expression was relieved, and she was slightly relieved.

Lin Weiyue thinks that his expression is very light and shallow, and he can't see the cold in the north.

But Beiming QingHan was noticed.