The man's words made Tang Youyou feel warm in her heart. Seeing that he cared so much about her, she just let her work on it for half an hour, so she didn't let him go.
Food and wine were brought in. Tang Youyou had already taken a shower and was wearing a white nightgown. Her waist-length hair was still slightly wet hanging on her shoulders. She planned to blow dry it with a hair dryer.
Ji Xiaohan was sitting in the living room, waiting for her. When he turned around, he saw her half-wet long hair, which made her pretty face look clearer and whiter. He stood up and walked towards her.
"Let me help you!" Ji Xiao Han didn't remember how long it had been since he had blown her hair, but he remembered that he had helped her several times before.
Her long hair was very soft and soft, and it felt like silk when it passed between her fingers. The waves of fragrance it stirred up were hard to forget for Ji Xiaohan, so he took the initiative to take this job.
Tang Youyou was naturally happy when someone helped her.
She didn't wear high heels. When she stood in front of the man, she only reached up to his shoulders, just enough for him to blow dry her hair.
Ji Xiao Han pulled her long hair with his fingers and turned on the electric heater. The two of them stood in the bathroom, with the hot air blowing from the electric heater in their ears, and the atmosphere was indescribably tender.
After blow-drying her long hair, Ji Xiao Han hugged her and walked to the restaurant to sit down.
"Why did you order a bottle of wine?" Tang Youyou has a little hobby, that is, she likes to drink some wine before going to bed. This may be a professional habit left over from before. In order to find inspiration, she often makes herself drunk. a feeling of.
"Here's some for you!" Ji Xiaohan had already kept her little interest in mind, so he would order a bottle of wine for her in the future.
"Thank you!" Tang Youyou was really touched. She didn't expect Ji Xiaohan to be so considerate.
Ji Xiaohan took a cup and poured her half a cup: "I allow you to get drunk in front of me, but you are not allowed to drink in front of other men!"
When Tang Youyou heard his overbearing request, she immediately nodded in agreement: "Of course, I'm not a drunkard, and drinking with others doesn't have the same atmosphere as this moment!"
Ji Xiaohan raised his thin lips slightly, feeling very satisfied.
However, Ji Xiaohan was also filled with emotions as to how tortuous and difficult the whole process of pursuing her was.
Before meeting Tang Youyou, he always imagined women as the kind of pets that would run over if they hooked their fingers.
Therefore, he has always been repulsive to the approach of women in his heart. In addition, his mother once brought too much shadow to him, which made him lose confidence and trust in women. Until Tang Youyou's appearance, he broke that inner feeling. kind of cognition.
Only then did Ji Xiaohan realize that there are different types of women. There is one type that you can get by hooking your fingers, and there is one type that you may not be able to get even if you pursue it with all your heart.
"What are you thinking about?" Tang Youyou lowered his head and took a sip of wine. From the corner of his eye, he saw him staring at her in a daze. Tang Youyou's heart trembled slightly and she immediately laughed and asked him.
Only then did Ji Xiaohan realize that he was looking at her in ecstasy, and smiled slightly: "It's nothing, I just feel that I finally caught you, and I should treat you well!"
Tang Youyou chuckled: "It's really not like what you would say."
Ji Xiao Han raised his eyebrows disapprovingly: "Why do you say this? Am I such an unreliable person in your eyes?"
Tang Youyou didn't dare to offend him, because the consequences of offending him would often be ugly and some indescribable things would happen.
"I just said this based on your previous personality. You used to be conceited and frivolous, and you didn't seem to take feelings seriously." Tang Youyou immediately explained.
Ji Xiaohan was slightly surprised: "When did I stop taking feelings seriously? I have always treated you very seriously."
Tang Youyou blinked, and after thinking about it carefully, she really couldn't find anything wrong with it.
"That's right, you are indeed the most serious man I have ever seen!" Tang Youyou had to admit that Ji Xiaohan never seemed to joke about emotional matters, and always took them seriously.
Ji Xiaohan's face looked better now.
Tang Youyou took another sip of wine and said emotionally: "Ji Xiaohan, meeting you is really the luckiest thing that has happened to me!"
When Ji Xiaohan heard her rarely say such emotional words, he pursed his thin lips and raised the corners of his lips slightly: "Are you confessing your love to me?"
"Well, a thousand words are not enough to describe my love for you. I feel like my soul may even have your name engraved on it. If there really is a next life, then when I cross the Naihe Bridge, I will die. If you don't want to drink Meng Po soup, I will come to you again in the next life, and I will marry you!" Tang Youyou said seriously, but it was like telling a fairy tale, which made Ji Xiaohan unable to hold back and wanted to laugh at her.
"Oh? Really?" The man was very happy, with a smile on his face: "Okay, I will come back to you in the next life and marry you!"
"Really?" Seeing that he agreed, Tang Youyou seemed to have agreed on something, which made her feel at ease. Ji Xiaohan promised: "Yes, I believe our fate is not over yet!"
Tang Youyou burst into laughter, feeling that the atmosphere had been diverted by herself, and quickly reached out to pick up a piece of delicious fish and put it in his bowl: "Let's eat!"
Ji Xiaohan lowered his eyes and looked at the piece of fish, with a soft expression on his face. He took the chopsticks, picked it up, and put it in his mouth. It tasted good.
After dinner, the two of them went downstairs and took a walk in the back garden of the hotel before going back to their room to rest.
The next morning, Tang Youyou got up early, and she was still very happy at the thought of seeing her father.
When she woke up, the man was still sleeping. Perhaps because he was on vacation, Ji Xiao Han's schedule had been a little more relaxed recently, and sometimes he would stay up late with her.
The warm sunshine outside the window shines in, and wisps of light fall on the man's handsome face. His youthful aura cannot be concealed. His handsome eyebrows and deep facial features are like a perfect sculpture of a work of art.
Tang Youyou propped her chin up and couldn't bear to wake him up, so she just stared at his face in a daze.
This face is something I never tire of seeing.
Ji Xiaohan has two different styles when he is sleeping and when he is awake. After sleeping, he has restrained his strong edge and become a little more friendly, but when he is awake, he exudes that kind of cold air. If If they are not the people closest to him, they will be scared away by the frost-like aura on his body from a distance.
Tang Youyou thought for a while, she seemed to like him better when he was sleeping, quiet and easy to bully.
Tang Youyou thought like this, and her fingers had already climbed up his chest. She slept with him in his arms all night last night, and her heart was still warm. At this moment, she suddenly wanted to hug him again like a greedy person.
Unexpectedly, just as her hand touched her, the man slapped her backhand, and the next second, his posture reversed.