He stepped up and walked over, took her hand, entered the room, then pulled the cloth towel on the screen, and wiped her hair with one hand.
Wen Rongjun froze for a moment, raised his eyes, and looked at him quietly.
His expression is still cold, but his movements are contradictory and gentle.
Wen Rongjun was not used to it. After all, she had lived for so long, and she had never had such an intimate incident of a man rubbing her hair.
When her hair was half dry, she pulled his hand and said, "It's okay, your hands are not convenient now, I can do it myself." Then, she took the cloth towel from him, But when I looked up and saw that his hair was still wet, I felt a little tangled up in my heart.
Should she reciprocate some courtesy?
After all, his hands are inconvenient.
Thinking about it, she took his hand and made him sit on the side of the bed, "Sit down, my lord, now it's my turn to wipe it for you."
Gu Linchao wanted to refuse, but seeing the girl's persistence, he had no choice but to give up.
Wen Rongjun took off his shoes directly, climbed onto the bed, then knelt and sat behind him, brushing his hair.
Gu Linchao has long black and thick hair.
He seldom has his hair loose, and usually uses a hair crown to tie it up, and his whole person is rigorous and dignified.
But when the hair is loose, it adds a kind of laziness, the whole person is leisurely and undisciplined.
Sitting upright, Gu Linchao felt the girl's slender fingers passing through his hair, his body tensed up instantly, and the suppressed bone fragrance in his body suddenly showed signs of awakening again.
There was a layer of haze between his brows, and he suddenly stretched out his uninjured right arm, and held the girl's wrist wiping her hair, "It's all right."
"But it hasn't been wiped dry yet" Wen Yulong gave him a surprised look.
"I said it's fine." Gu Linchao's accentuated tone contained a hint of hoarseness.
Wen Rongjun suddenly remembered what the old man in the hospital said.
She swallowed her saliva, and said with some hesitation: "Has the bone fragrance in your body flared up again?"
Gu Linchao remained silent, got up and was about to go out.
Wen Rongjun was taken aback for a moment, jumped off the bed in a hurry, and pulled him back.
"You are not allowed to go anywhere." She looked at him with a serious face, "You have been poisoned by the fragrance of bones, so go out like this, just in case, just in case" The bestial behavior is rampant, and it harms other women, what should I do?
Of course, she didn't say the second half of the sentence.
But how smart Gu Linchao is, seeing her faltering and ambiguous, he knows what she wants to express.
The veins on his forehead twitched, and he frowned and said, "What are you thinking about?"
He avoided going out because he was worried that he would have a full blown bone fragrance and hurt her, but it was good for her to miss him that much.
He pursed his lips tightly, and there was a heavy haze between his brows.
"I'm also worried about you." Seeing his gloomy face, Wen Rongyong hurriedly changed his words, "We always plan for the worst. Because the prince is good-looking, and he was hit by the fragrance of bones, it would be very dangerous to go out like this In this world, women are not the only ones who encounter that kind of danger, men are actually the same."
Gu Linchao twitched the corner of his eyes. He was not happy at all when she praised him for looking good.
He didn't understand what was in her head.
"Don't go out, my lord, okay?" Wen Yulong took the opportunity to wrap his arms around his arm.
"You've said that, how can I go out?" Gu Linchao rubbed his eyebrows, feeling helpless.
Hearing this, Wen Rongrong felt a little complacent.
Gu Linchao must have been terrified by what she said. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com