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    Li Qinian stood up straight with resentment and walked in front to lead the way: "Come in."

    Jiang Wan followed her and closed the door.

    She blew her hair tonight and left the hair dryer in the bedroom. When she put her hand on the door handle, Li Qinian suddenly thought of something and raised her arms.

    "What's wrong?"

    Jiang Wang noticed her pause.

    Li Qinian lowered his eyes: "No, I suddenly forgot where the hair dryer is. Can you go look for it on the sofa for me?"

    Jiang Wan had no doubt that she was there, and turned around to go to the living room. Li Qinian rushed to the big bed, took out the bra and corset from the quilt, stuffed them into the closet nearby, and hid them among several shirts.

    As soon as he finished this action, there were footsteps behind him.

    "I've looked in the living room, but there's nothing there."

    Jiang Wan looked at the young man squatting in front of the closet with doubts in his eyes.

    Li Qinian pretended to search in the room: "That might be in the bedroom. I'll look for it eh, it's actually here."

    She took out the hair dryer from under the quilt and handed it to Jiang Wan.

    Jiang Wan plugged in the plug, but made no next move. He turned to look at the tightly wrapped young man, his eyes gentle:

    "Mr. Neighbor, would you mind doing me a favor?"

    Li Qinian certainly wanted to show off his gentlemanly demeanor: "It's a great honor."

    She turned on the hair dryer and blew Jiang Wan's hair seriously.

    Brother Wang is reallyeven his hair is good-looking.

    She had hot eyes and openly admired Jiang Wan's beauty.

    "That's it."

    Only halfway through the blowing, Jiang Wan suddenly shouted to stop.

    Li Qinian turned off the hair dryer in confusion: "It's still a little dry."

    Jiang Wan took the hair dryer from her hand and threw it beside the bed: "No need."

    The two of them sat next to each other on the bed, Li Qinian looked at him in confusion.

    Jiang Wan¡¯s expression was indifferent, but Li Qinian noticed that his jaw was a little tense.

    "Then let's go to the living room and watch TV for a while?"

    The lonely man and the widow were sitting on the bed, feeling uncomfortable.

    She stretched out her hand, trying to lift a corner of the quilt that was draped over Jiang Wan's legs, but as soon as she reached out, her hand was violently held down, preventing her from making any further movements.

    "do not move."

    Jiang Wan¡¯s voice was a little tight.

    Li Qinian: ""

    Through the thin air-conditioned quilt, she felt the warm and hard object under her hands. She blinked her eyes dully, her eyes were dull, and she spoke as if her soul was out of her body:

    "¡­¡­oh."

    Who is she, where is she, what did she touch?

    Jiang Wan felt her soft palm, and his chest turned red:

    "let go, don't hold it."

    His voice seemed to be suppressing something.

    Li Qinian instinctively opened her fingers, but found that the big hand on the back of her hand had not been moved away, and her soul was still wandering outside her body. She said in a trance:

    ¡°¡­It¡¯s you who won¡¯t let me let go.¡±

    Jiang Wang¡¯s back was straight and he didn¡¯t look too smart:

    ¡°¡­Oh, it should be me.¡±

    He loosened his grip on Li Qinian's fingers and pursed his thin lips into a straight line.

    The quilt suddenly became hot to the touch. Li Qinian suddenly retracted his arms and cleared his throat:

    "Ahemare you thirsty?"

    "Um."

    "Then I'll get you a glass of water."

    Li Qinian found an excuse for himself, raised his feet and rushed towards the kitchen.

    Running to the kitchen, she poured herself a glass of ice water and poured it down her throat.

    When the ice water enters the stomach, the blood boiling in the brain instantly wakes up much.

    She stared blankly at the palm of her right hand, her curled eyelashes slowly fluttering, and she patted her cheeks hard, trying to calm herself down.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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