Was he planning for them to shower together?
Outside the window, the shadows of the trees swayed, and the wind did not stop.
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Fu Tingyu's tall and straight figure carried the girl out and walked straight to the sofa. He bent down and put her down on the sofa, letting her head rest on the armrest of the sofa.
His slender fingers pushed her wet hair to the back of her head, letting it hang down.
"Lie down obediently. I'll go get the hairdryer."
The man's unique low voice brushed past her ear with warmth. It was a little itchy and full of affection.
She was still a little angry about what had just happened, but her anger dissipated in an instant.
Fu Tingyu stood up and went to get the hair dryer.
Qin Shu felt weak all over. She couldn't even be bothered to move her fingers. She looked at the wall lamp above her head that was emitting a faint yellow light.
