Huo Jinyao picked up the bottle and looked at it. It only took one glimpse to know what it was.
He squeezed the bottle, looking towards the bathroom. A mixture of emotions spread across his face.
Su Qingsang walked out of the bathroom after the shower, still a bit moist. She was about to dry her hair. Before she even started, Huo Jinyao took the hairdryer from her.
She looked into the mirror, staring at Huo Jinyao's face. She found that he was looking back at her. "Let me help you," he said.
Su Qingsang felt a bit awkward, reached out and said, "I can manage it. I have hands."
"I want to help you." Huo Jinyao avoided her hand and lifted up a strand of hair.
Su Qingsang was not used to this. Still, seeing Huo Jinyao enjoy it, she didn't want to interrupt him.
She just stared at Huo Jinyao in the mirror. From this angle, he did look handsome.
The way he focused on drying her hair was also so gentle.
