MTL - Stupidly Cute Qing Mei: The Childhood Friend is Too Black Bellied-Chapter 1126 But I'm afraid of thunder 2

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Twenty minutes later, when Gu Chengji returned to the room, he saw Cheng Shitong sitting in front of the mirror, holding a hair dryer and blowing his wet hair.

"Well washed?" He asked, closing the door.

"Um." Cheng Shitong's face didn't know if it was because he was shy or because he had just taken a shower and looked red.

"Then I'll wash it." Gu Chengji smiled slightly, walked to his bed, and began to take off his coat.

"Wait !!" Cheng Shitong quickly stood up in shock, with a wet hair on his face and said to Gu Chengji: "What ... I ... let me go out."

"No need." Gu Chengji looked at her with a calm look, with a slight smile in his voice: "I don't mind you watching me."

"..."

The look on Cheng Shitong's face suddenly became complicated.

Brother! !! This is not a question of mind! !!

Are you sure I'm in this room, and you can take a shower with peace of mind! ?

"What's more, the sun is setting now, the wind is blowing outside, it's cold, and your hair hasn't blown out, don't go out." After Gu Chengji took off his coat, watching Cheng Shitong whispered: "In case of a cold, it's not good."

"But I ..." Cheng Shitong looked at him with a small face, his mouth pursed for a long time, after all, he didn't spit out a word.

"I believe you ... will not peek." Gu Chengji's voice toward her with a narrow tone of voice: "You turn your head and blow your hair seriously, I will wash it soon Now. "

"..."

Before Cheng Shitong had time to respond, he saw that Gu Chengji had begun to take off his sweater.

She quickly blushed and turned her head, holding the hair dryer tightly in her hand, letting a blast of hot wind brush her hair.

Fortunately, the whistle of the hair dryer sounded louder, which obscured the noise of his gurgling sound when undressing.

Otherwise ... Cheng Shitong reached out and covered her hot cheeks, only feeling that her face was about to burn.

After a while, there was a rush of water in the bathroom.

Cheng Shitong lowered his head and stared tightly at his hair end, which was blown constantly by a hair dryer, and then took a deep breath for two seconds, telling himself that everything was okay, be calm! !!

So she did psychological construction for herself for a while, then slowly raised her head and looked at herself in the mirror, intending to continue to blow her hair.

But the moment she looked up, the whole person was stunned.

In the mirror in front of her, exactly the scene in the clear glass wall was printed.

Behind the misty glass wall, a tall figure can be seen faintly.

His side face is clear, his slender neck is slightly raised, his chest is wide, his waist is thin, his abdominal muscles are faintly visible, and then down ...

Cheng Shitong quickly drew his gaze and continued to lower his head, even now he dare not look at the mirror.

When Gu Chengji walked out of the bathroom with a towel around his waist, he saw Cheng Shitong's head drooping extremely low, as if he had dropped millions of RMB on the floor.

"Have your hair blown?" Gu Chengji's head was wearing a white and soft bath towel, and asked Cheng Shitong casually, "What are you doing?"