Huo Jingtang switched on the hairdryer, using a gentle breeze, blowing diagonally across her hair. His other hand weaved through her soft tresses, stirring them... allowing the airflow to penetrate into her strands. The room was so quiet that only the buzzing sound of the hairdryer could be heard.
Such a posture between the two was incredibly intimate. To Liu Ma, it seemed they shared the affection of an old married couple. Her eyes couldn't hide the amusement, and a smile played at the corners of her mouth. She thought that once Miss Qin moved in, the home wouldn't be so quiet with only Huo Jingtang around. It would become much warmer, really feeling like a home.
If Huo Jingtang came home late from work, there would be someone to wait up for him, warm up his food, make hangover tea if he had been drinking, and cover him with a blanket once he had fallen asleep. Such a life truly seemed wonderful.
After Qin Yucen finished drying her hair, "I'm going upstairs to change."
