Qin Ruan had a panoramic view of Han Kexin's embarrassing scene.
She couldn't control her laughter.
Feeling that it was not very polite, Qin Ruan suppressed his smile slightly, but he could not suppress the curvature of his lips.
When she heard the hurried footsteps going upstairs, her eyes dimmed.
Glancing at Han Kexin's horrified look, Qin Ruan crossed the other person's body and walked towards his room.
Han Kexin screamed so loudly that the people downstairs must have heard it.
Listening to the hurried footsteps going upstairs, there must be no one except Han Xian.
Qin Ruan was out all day and felt a little uncomfortable due to sweat. She just wanted to take a quick shower and relax, and was too lazy to pay attention to the mother and daughter.
"When people do evil, God will punish them."
Han Kexin was haunted by evil spirits, and Han Xian could not avoid the evil obstacles.
"This mother and daughter have done many evil things, and they will be rewarded eventually."
She will wait and see.
Watch them slowly seek death.
In this life, she wants to get rid of this mother and daughter as easily as stepping on ants.
But she is willful and wants to see them step by step towards destruction.
Qin Ruan returned to the room, locked the door, and walked towards the bathroom.
As she left, one piece of clothing was left on the carpet in the bedroom.
When I saw the clothes and fabrics thrown outside the bathroom door, they became even smaller and pitiful.
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Half an hour later.
Qin Ruan changed into comfortable home clothes and went downstairs.
Her hair was half-dry, and her half-wet hair fell on her home clothes, leaving a faint water mark.
Qin Mei, who had been sitting in the living room waiting, slightly frowned when he saw her coming out like this.
He asked the servant to get a towel, got up and walked towards Qin Ruan.
"Why did your hair fall down without blow-drying?"
Qin Ruan picked up the hair in front of his shoulders with his fingers, gently wrapped it around his fingertips, and turned it in circles.
She said in a lazy voice: "I'm too lazy to blow, I'm hungry."
Blow drying your hair?
In Xicheng, she rarely blow-dried her hair, mostly letting it dry naturally. Her living habits were very rough.
When we arrived at Qin¡¯s house, we became more refined.
Food, drink, housing, transportation and clothing cannot be said to be top-notch, but it is also the best that the Qin family can give her.
Take the hair drying thing as an example. Every time her father and two brothers saw her, they would talk about her.
When she is in a good mood, she will blow-dry her hair according to their wishes. If she is in a bad mood, she will not bother.
When Qin Mei heard this, his expression was undeniable.
He looked slightly helpless, and his eyes showed connivance.
The maid came over and handed over a towel.
Qin Mei took the towel, walked behind Qin Ruan, and gently wrapped her wet hair in the towel.
¡°It¡¯s easy to get sick if you don¡¯t blow-dry your hair, especially before going to bed, which can easily cause headaches.¡±
Qin Ruan joked: "Second brother understands things very clearly and is as meticulous as dust. Isn't this the experience of taking care of a girlfriend?"
"What nonsense are you talking about? I've always kept myself clean, and I don't like those women who cry. They're in trouble!"
When he mentioned women, the conflict in his tone was clear.
Qin Ruan pursed his lips and smiled: "Then second brother doesn't think I'm troublesome?"
"How can it be the same?" Qin Mei said angrily: "How can they compare with you? You are my sister."
In Qin Mei's eyes, how can those ordinary people compare with his sister.
"Double standards like the second brother Qin are really amazing."
Qin Ruan raised his eyebrows slightly, turned around and looked at him with a smile: "My second brother must have forgotten that I am also a woman."
Qin Mei straightened her head and gently wiped her hair.
"It's different. You are very well-behaved and very rare. Everyone who sees you will like you."
He said this without hesitation and his tone was particularly sincere.
It¡¯s like he really thinks so in his heart.
Those who didn¡¯t know thought he was confessing affectionately.
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