As soon as Yan Anxi heard this, he was overjoyed and hurriedly followed suit.

She didn't like to blow her hair because she felt in trouble and kept her hands up all the time. It was easy to get sour.

In the past, she used to blow at random. If she wanted to stay dry, she would go to bed and let her hair dry naturally.

Now Mu Chi Yao wants to blow her hair, of course, she is willing to.

It's a rare opportunity to enjoy his services and blow dry his hair without using his own hands.

Yan Anxi lies on Mu Chi Yao's legs very cleverly, with her hair all over her body.

Mu Chi Yao is leaning on the head of the bed, holding the hair dryer, and blowing her hair slowly and gently.

"I admire late Yao." Suddenly she called out his name.

"Well?"

"You've never looked after people, have you?"

He nodded, "well, that's right."

"No wonder the technique is so stupid." Yan Anxi said rudely, "but I'll forgive you for the first time."

If she had known that Mu Chi Yao had never blown her hair, she would have come here with a hair dryer less joyfully.

"For the first time, there will be a second time, a third time After that, I'll blow your hair for you. "

"Then I'm practicing for you." Yan Anxi said, "when you become proficient, you will only blow my hair, OK?"

Mu Chi Yaoli, of course, said, "it must only be for you."

"Words count."

"I can't sleep with wet hair. I've told you several times. You don't care."

Yan Anxi smilingly rubbed against his leg: "now you are there."

His five fingers, through her soft hair, the low whine of the hair dryer, sounded in two people's ears.

Yan Anxi looked at his serious appearance, only thought it was very attractive.

Sure enough, serious men are the most handsome.

Yan Anxi leaned in his arms: "you will be discharged tomorrow, right?"

"Well."

"Then..."

"Of course you want to come back to Nianhua villa with me." Mu Chi Yao said, "where do you want to go?"

"I didn't say I was leaving..."

Mu Chi Yao's attitude was a little nervous, even determined: "it's best if you don't have this idea, but you can never leave me."

He finally let her come back to his side, back to his arms, where can I just let her go?

Yan Anxi sees him like this, hurriedly soothes him in a soft voice: "well, I know. I mean, if you go back to Nianhua villa, I will move back from Linhu villa."

"Do you want to live in a villa near the lake? Reluctant? " Mu Chi Yao asked, "yes."

"Ah?"

Mu Chi Yao said lightly, "don't move, I'll move here."

Yan Anxi sat up from his leg in surprise: "you Move to the villa near the lake? This... All right? "

"What's wrong? Wherever you live, you live. "

"The villa near the lake is no match for the villa in Nianhua."

"You can be found in the villa near the lake." Mu Chi Yao replied, "you are enough."

Yan'an hopes him: "do you really want to come to the villa near the lake with me?"

"Is it still fake?"

"Forget it." Yan Anxi lies back again. "The villa near the lake is a bit partial. It's not convenient for you to work or anything."

"It doesn't matter."

Yan Anxi said sweetly: "I know that I am not reluctant to live in a villa near the lake. I just think it's troublesome to move..."

"Just let the servant help you clean up." Mu Chi Yao said, "the environment is better on the other side of the lake."

"It's up to you." Yan Anxi looked at him. "I'll live wherever you live. You don't have to come and accommodate me."

At this time, the two people are still humble to each other.

He is willing to move into the villa near the lake for her.

She is willing to return to the villa for him.

How nice. We are all thinking about each other and each other.

"Back to Nianhua villa..." Mu Chi Yao sighed softly, "can you pass that barrier in your heart?"

He knew very well that Nianhua villa was not a good memory for Yanxi.

How much pain and sorrow happened there.

In Nianhua villa, for Yanxi, it's like a cage.

He was afraid that her spirit would be stimulated.

"Yes." Yan Anxi said, "don't you believe me?"

"I'm worried about you."

"I admire late Yao." Yan Anxi looked at him seriously. "Since I have decided to come back to you, I am ready to face everything."

Mu Chi Yao slowly put the hair dryer aside, and her eyes on it.

"Really?"

"Of course." Yan Anxi nodded. "You don't have to worry about me. I'm not as vulnerable as you think."

At the beginning of many difficulties, she carried them all by herself, her teeth were all broken, and she could only swallow them in her stomach.

Now, Mu Chi Yao thinks she is a porcelain doll instead.

But isn't that the feeling of being loved?

Mu Chi Yao loves her, so he worries about her, so he thinks about her everywhere, so he wants to block all the bad things for her.

He wanted to protect her.

Mu Chi Yao's heart is slightly sour: "you can be vulnerable, Anxi."

He used to call Anxi, seldom in a soft voice.

Moreover, he seldom said such kind words.

A word "you can be vulnerable" just pokes at the heart of Nancy.

"Yes Now that I have you, I can rely on you. " Yananxi whispered, "but I'm used to being strong."

Mu Chi Yao couldn't help but feel hurt.

In this way, she only makes him feel more like himself and can't protect his beloved woman.

What's the use of a man who can't protect his beloved woman?

"Being strong is a habit," he said. "You are used to being strong. I can understand."

Yan Anxi looked at him and blinked.

Mu Chi Yao continued, "but habits can be changed. In the future, you can rest assured and give yourself to me. Give me all your joys and sorrows. "

Yan Anxi thought for a moment and replied, "a sense of security It's better to give it to yourself. "

"Anxi..."

Muchiyao sighed and could not blame her, but he was also very sad.

"I didn't give you a sense of security before." He said, "in the future, I will try my best to change. Do you believe me?"

"I must believe you." Yan Anxi snuggled up to him. "If I don't believe you, I won't come back."

Mu Chi Yao reached out and held her in his arms.

"I swear," he said, "from now on, I will do my best to you, and only to you."

"I hope this time, you can do what you say."

Mu Chi Yao slowly said one word at a time: "it's I'll never let go of your hand again in my life. If I don't do it, just leave me and I have no complaints! "