Chapter 62

Looking back at peach's long wet hair, she frowned and said, "why don't you dry your hair?"

"Ah?" Peach's expression of indifference swung to Shen Mo dust. He looked at the gas stove and said casually, "I usually wait for it to dry naturally."

"Aren't you a special time now?" Shen Mo Chen had no choice but to turn off the gas. He took peach's hand and pressed her on the sofa. Then he went to get a hair dryer, plugged in the power supply, and stood behind the peach to help her blow her hair.

The warm wind of the hair dryer brushed the peach's long hair. The warm fingers gently picked up the hair on her head and blew it carefully. In the quiet living room, only the "buzz" of the hair dryer kept ringing.

In the mirror of the living room, two figures were reflected. Peach sat on the sofa obediently, looking at the gentle and focused expression of the dust in the mirror, I always felt that this scene was a dream.

In the ordinary day, the cool dust will have such a gentle expression?

I'm dazzled, right?

Peach reached out and rubbed his eyes, then looked into the mirror, but found that the dust is still a gentle face.

It seems to be aware of the strange peach. Shen Mo Chen turned his head and asked in a low voice, "what's the matter? Did it hurt you by pulling your hair? "

Such a gentle tone, like a warm current, slowly flowing into the heart of peach, let peach inexplicably have a feeling of crying.

"No..." Peach looked up and looked at the dark dust standing beside him. His deep eyes seemed to have deep feelings, but it was like a calm lake, which made people unable to see through and guess.

"What's the matter? Why do you look like you want to cry Shen Mo Chen's delicate eyebrows wrinkled slightly. Looking at peach's white face, she seems to have grown up a lot unconsciously. Her originally round face now has a shallow outline, and her big black and white eyes are shining slightly, just like a Wang spring water. She can touch people's heartstrings inadvertently, with her small nose, ruddy lips, and a little bit by herself Long, slightly ruffled hair.

Shen Mo Chen suddenly found that the peach was growing slowly.

"You today Why are you so nice to me? " Peach opened those innocent big eyes and looked at him with doubts.

"I don't usually treat you well?" Shen Mo Chen raised his eyebrows and asked.

"Er..." I feel like I'm not murmuring in my heart You usually Is it fierce... "

"Fierce?" Shen Mo Chen frowned. He didn't seem to be angry with peaches.

"It is It is... " Peach has begun to incoherent, "is, you usually do not so gentle ah..."

"Oh..." Shen Mo Chen looked at her with great significance. Two red clouds were flying on her white face. He suddenly wanted to make her face redder.

"I usually Not gentle to you? " Shen Mo Chen bent down, facing the peach's small face, a pair of dark deep eyes gently blinked, straight into the peach's eyes.

Peach only felt a flower in front of him. Shen Mo Chen's enlarged close-up face appeared in front of him. His eyes like inky jade were shining with strange light.

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