Shi Niange's eyebrows twitched, and his head was so numb from the wine glass that he couldn't understand what he meant.
Killing intent
What murderous intention
Her boyfriend wasn't even there to accompany her on her birthday, and she didn't even have the intention to kill. Where did he get the intention to kill? Gengxuan Kuai Qiqi novel
Shi Niange raised her eyes to look at him, and Qin Siting stroked her hair again: "Go, blow dry your hair, don't catch a cold."
"Oh." She was about to stand up, but it was probably because she had been soaking in the water for too long, and because of the drinking, even if she was not completely drunk, she was still a little dizzy. After standing up, she quickly sat down again. After a while, he raised his hand and pressed his forehead, and said: "Forget it, I won't blow it anymore, I won't go out at this late hour anyway, just let it dry naturally."
Seeing that she had a headache, Qin Siting raised his hand and rubbed it on her head. Without saying anything, he got up and helped her find a hair dryer.
She usually lives alone, and there are certainly not that many hairdryers at home, only in her own bedroom.
Qin Siting went upstairs to find her bedroom. When he entered, he saw that the clothes that the girl had changed but had not yet had time to wash were neatly stacked aside. The whole room was filled with the fragrance of the girl and the shower gel and shampoo coming from the bathroom. the taste of.
The hair dryer was in the bathroom. When she walked in and was about to get it, out of the corner of her eye, she suddenly caught a glimpse of the pink underwear she had changed into before taking a shower and had been washed, hanging aside.
Qin Siting silently picked up the hair dryer and walked out without looking back.
Shi Niange was still sitting on the sofa in the living room downstairs in a daze. On the one hand, her clear consciousness was telling her that Qin Siting was back, but on the other hand, the wine mirror was invading her sanity and making her feel sleepy. Confused again.
She just leaned on the sofa lazily for a while, and suddenly she felt footsteps approaching behind her, and then there seemed to be the sound of a power socket. She turned her eyes in confusion and saw that Qin Siting had already connected the hair dryer. Stand behind the sofa and help her blow dry her hair.
The warm wind blew on her head, which warmed her head, which had been numb and sleepy from the cold for two minutes just now. Moreover, when he helped her blow dry her hair, he held the hair dryer further away. , I won’t feel very hot, just warm and comfortable.
Shi Niange sat there with her eyes closed, humming and saying while enjoying her boyfriend's care, "Well, I can barely feel a little love."
"Is this enough?" Qin Siting lifted her long hair slightly, changed the angle of the hair dryer and continued to blow her hair.
Her hair is very long, as if it has never been permed or dyed. After blow-drying, it is very smooth, making people fall in love with it.
"Yeah, I'm very satisfied." Shi Niange never thought about making any various requests to him on her birthday. She always felt that Qin Siting could appear in front of her on her birthday. , is enough. 哽噺繓赽奇奇奇奇奇奇 Novels|ww
After blowing his hair until it was almost completely dry, Qin Siting blew it for another minute, then put down the hair dryer, unplugged it and put it aside.
Shi Niange was already so comfortable that he almost fell asleep sitting on the sofa. As a result, he fell asleep, his head tilted, and he almost fell down. He was so scared that he quickly sat down again and looked around with his eyes open. He looked around and saw that Qin Siting had walked back to the sofa.
She quickly reached out and tugged on his wrist: "Sit down and sit with me for a while."
"Aren't you sleepy?" Qin Siting sat down.
"Yeah, I'm so sleepy." She leaned her head on his shoulder so naturally, humming with her eyes closed and said, "Then I can only let you sit with me for a while, but I can't let you stay with me. Go to sleep."
There seemed to be silence in the air for a few seconds. Shi Niange was so drunk that he didn't realize what he had just said. He only heard him smile helplessly: "It's not impossible to sleep with you. You're afraid of the consequences." It’s unaffordable.”
"Huh? What's the consequence?" She raised her head, resting her chin on his shoulder, leaning against him from such a distance, looking up at him, her eyes hazy, as if she knew everything. She drank too much. After that, he had a serious look on his face.
At this distance, Qin Siting could kiss her just by turning his face a few centimeters.
Qin Siting turned his head, looked down at her little face so close, smiled, and raised his hand to rub her freshly dried hair that was still casually scattered on her back: "Okay, don't do it. Me, you’re still young, huh?”
"What do you mean?" Shi Niange's head was in a mess and she didn't understand what he meant. She still looked at him innocently with her eyes open.
The veins on Qin Siting's forehead tingled faintly at her look, and then he looked at her expression where she was so drunk that she didn't realize she was putting herself into the big bad wolf's mouth, and sighed with a smile. Kissed her on the forehead: "Have you had cake tonight?"
Before Shi Niange could get over her doubts, she was brought to the next topic. She leaned on his shoulder and recalled: "Well, I ate it. When we were at KTV in the evening, Zhao Xiaoqing and the others bought one. The cake was very big, but my stomach felt uncomfortable when I drank alcohol, so I only ate one piece."
"So you haven't eaten much else since tonight?"
"Um."
"What's wrong with your stomach?"
"It's nothing. It hurt a little when I drank at night, but it's gone now."
After that, Shi Niange was still a little confused. She didn't know when Qin Siting left the sofa. She closed her eyes for a while. Although she was sleepy, she couldn't fall asleep. Moreover, after sitting here for a while, she felt that her state of mind was worse than before. It was much better when I came back just now, at least my level of consciousness should be higher than before.
Later, she didn't hear Qin Siting's voice for ten minutes. She thought he had left, so she quickly got up, but suddenly heard movement from the kitchen. She walked over, leaned on the door and looked in. , suddenly froze.
He was boiling water, and there were bowls and chopsticks on the dining table next to him. There was a bowl of very simple egg custard, the kind she often liked to eat when she was little. It was sprinkled with some green chopped green onion, which looked very tempting. It is also very warm to the stomach. Just looking at it makes my stomach feel much better. The scent of egg custard seems to be in the air.
The boiling water in front of Qin Siting made a gurgling sound, lively and friendly. If you look closely, he seemed to be adding noodles to the pot.
"Want to eat noodles?" Qin Siting heard her coming and turned around to ask.
"I think so." She hadn't eaten the scallion noodles he made for several days, so she grinned: "It's so late, and I didn't have the nerve to say it just now, so can I eat scallion noodles?"
"Wait." He had already lowered his face and stood in front of the sink with his tall and tall back, looking very warm and friendly.