Chapter 372: 372 Original Eleven is my stepmother oh! (1)_1
Eleven rushed out of the bathroom.
There was a five-square-meter mirror on the wall directly opposite the bathroom door. Eleven saw herself in the mirror, completely soaked, looking utterly disheveled.
She slapped her flushed face a few times and took a deep breath.
Fang Eleven, cheer up!
Don’t be captivated by the beauty in front of you!
Eleven decided not to pay any more attention to Gu Liancheng. He had the energy and strength to restrain her, but not to walk on his own?!
His previous appearance of being weak must have been a facade to win her sympathy!
Gu Liancheng certainly wasn’t so weak that he couldn’t take care of himself. This car accident probably didn’t cause him much harm. He just didn’t expect this girl to be so easy to deceive, and he became addicted to tricking her.
But this time...
It seems he went a bit too far.
He finished changing and walked out to find her sleeping deeply on the sofa.
He sat down, causing the couch to sink, but this didn’t wake her. He touched her face gently.
She was still wet all over, her hair not dry. It’s not good to sleep this way.
"Fang Eleven? Wake up, don’t sleep. Go take a shower and dry your hair first, don’t sleep wet."
She seemed to have heard some of his words, but she was too sleepy to open her eyes, so she murmured something, then continued to sleep.
"Shang Qianxun, if you don’t get up, I’ll carry you to the shower."
Her eyebrows furrowed, but she still didn’t wake up.
"I’m about to undress you—my hand is raised, and it’s already reaching out—"
She woke up.
Eleven lost, being pulled out of her sleep by his voice.
Though he said those words, but his hands didn’t actually reach out to her.
...
Because she was tired, she showered quickly. She came out in a bathrobe with her hair still wet.
Gu Liancheng patted the spot next to him: "Don’t sleep on the couch. Come here and sleep in the bed with me."
Eleven glanced at the large bed, then at Gu Liancheng, whose face read "up to no good", and resolutely refused: "No!"
That bed was so big, they could do anything on it, right?
Recalling the scene in the bathroom earlier, she decided never to trust men, those lower-half creatures, ever again!
"Come here," Gu Liancheng’s tone cooled, "Sleeping with wet hair can cause sickness. Come over here, I’ll help you dry your hair."
"No need, I can—"
"Are you coming, or should I come to you?"
"..."
Eleven was a bit speechless. Who insisted on helping people dry their hair?
But then again, when he put all jokes aside, it was hard for her to go against him.
With just them alone tonight, and given his strength earlier, he could easily crush her. So, she removed her shoes obediently, climbed into the bed, and sat cross-legged before him.
Gu Liancheng held the hairdryer in his left hand, although he could not move his right hand flexibly, it was not difficult to use his entire palm to sort through her hair.
Inside the large VIP room, only the sound of the hairdryer could be heard.
Initially, Eleven sat upright. But as time goes on, she grew tired and her back began to curve, eventually slumping into a relaxed sitting position, playing with her fingers, letting him take control of her hair.
"Shang Qianxun, you must have been malnourished since you were a kid. Why is your hair so yellow?"
"...Mr. Gu, this is what they call ash blonde."
He was joking.
Most people have black hair, but hers wasn’t, it didn’t feel pure. Setting aside the color, her hair texture was actually quite good, shining and glossy.
