Is he going to blowdry her hair?

A bold idea came to Lan Weiwan's mind. He couldn't help but feel that this idea was a bit scary. An Huaijue, a devil-like person, could actually do such a gentle thing.

How is this possible!

She couldn't bear it.

Thinking of this, Lan Weiwan broke out in cold sweat. She stood up quickly and stood far away from An Huaijue. She smiled coquettishly and said, "I can do it myself."

She stretched out her hands and carefully took the hair dryer, feeling relieved.

Fortunately, An Huaijue didn't object, so Lan Weiwan blew her hair in relief.

Her shoulder-length hair was flying slightly under the hair dryer, and the faint fragrance passed through her nose, making An Huaijue's expression relaxed.

"Okay, can you go to bed now?" After a while, Lan Weiwan dried her hair with a touch of pride in her eyes. He had just pulled her up, so what reason did he have now?

"You really can't wait." Hearing this, An Huaijue raised his eyebrows slightly, with a playful smile on his lips, and cast his eyes on Lan Weiwan's fluffy hair, which made him want to reach out.

Knead it.

Damn it, why is her temptation so great?

"How can I not." Lan Weiwan retorted subconsciously. Then he became suspicious of An Huaijue's words.

"Then you are so anxious to... sleep." An Huaijue chuckled and took a few steps closer. The fragrance of her hair became even richer, making people feel relaxed and happy.

Sleep...what's wrong?

Lan Weiwan stared at An Huaijue with a suspicious look on his face, slowly walked around behind him, and wanted to bury himself directly in the quilt.

An Huaijue seemed to have already discovered Lan Weiwan's motive. He calmly stretched out a foot and tripped under her feet. Lan Weiwan only paid attention to An Huaijue's face and expression, not paying attention to his steps.

, staggered, and the person tripped and fell on the bed.

Seeing this, An Huaijue's lips curved into a sly smile, and he followed Lan Weiwan's fallen posture and pressed down on her, completely confining her under him.

"Don't you know that sleep is a verb?" He raised the corners of his lips and whispered in her ear.

verb?

Lan Weiwan reacted, and her whole brain exploded. A blush stained her cheeks. She wanted to bury herself in the quilt quickly, but she couldn't move.

What exactly does he want to do? An Huaijue, this old pervert.

Lan Weiwan swallowed nervously, his heart pounding as if it was about to jump out.

"What are you doing?" she asked cautiously, not even daring to breathe loudly.

But by chance, An Huaijue leaned over her, and the breath of his words sprayed on her neck, as if a kitten had grabbed her, and it was sultry.

"Since you are so impatient, why not take advantage of the fact that this bed is still the decoration of the bridal chamber and fulfill your wish." An Huaijue smiled slyly, with a trace of desire in his eyes.

Obviously last night, he still thought she was flirtatious and disgusting, but now, he was so teased by her that he forgot something. It was really strange!

The bridal chamber!

Lan Weiwan seemed to have heard some earth-shattering news. Her whole body exploded. She pushed An Huaijue away with all her strength, smashed the pillow next to him, and cursed angrily: "What wish, who

I want to have a wedding with you, you rogue!"

"Lan Weiwan!" An Huaijue's face instantly darkened. He sat up and stared at her with his cold eyes, instantly frightening her words away.

"Don't forget that you are already my woman, and you must do everything you need to do!" He snorted coldly, with a cold smile on his lips, stood up and left.

The door was slammed shut, and Lan Weiwan was shocked. The anger and grievance in his heart suddenly rose.

On the other side, An Huaijue tugged on his tie irritably as he walked towards the study, his eyes filled with confusion.

Just now, he just wanted to tease the woman, but later it seemed that he couldn't help himself, but he didn't want to do anything to her, but her rejection irritated him.

Is she so repulsive?

Is it for that wild man? Oh, is it really true love?

The more he thought about it, the angrier An Huaijue became. He locked himself in the study and lit a rare cigarette. After a while, the whole study was filled with smoke, and he put out the cigarette butt in extreme disgust.

The annoyance in my heart didn't seem to diminish at all.

The next day, when Lan Weiwan woke up, his side was still the same as last night, without any changes or any mark left by An Huaijue.

He didn't come in again last night.

That's fine, she doesn't want to get too close to him anyway.

Lan Weiwan got up, washed up, and went downstairs to have breakfast. After being informed by Sister-in-law Li, she found out that An Huaijue had gone to the company early in the morning. She responded indifferently and prepared to go out.

She hasn't returned to school for several days, and she doesn't know what has happened. The most important thing is that she is about to go out for internship and needs to go through the internship procedures.

Fortunately, there are almost no classes nowadays, so she can be so relaxed.

But today, Lan went to school before it was too late after breakfast, and made an appointment with Ren Ziran to meet at the school gate. When he went there, Ren Ziran was already waiting.

"Wanwan, let me tell you some good news." As soon as they passed, Ren Ziran grabbed Lan Weiwan and said excitedly: "I passed the role in the last audition! Although I was only the third female, I am very satisfied.

."

She said it with a happy face, which was enough to show her love for that character.

"Really? Congratulations! When you become famous, don't forget that you still have a bitter bestie!" Lan Weiwan laughed, sincerely happy for her.

But as soon as the words came out of his mouth, someone poured cold water on him.

"Ha! It's true that a toad wants to eat swan meat. Just like her, she also wants to become famous."

When I heard the reputation, it was Wang Qianqian!

Lan Weiwan had an impression of this person. She was the little follower who followed Lan Shuyun all day long. She simply regarded Lan Shuyun as her master. A female dog licker?

How funny!

"That's much better than someone always being a follower." Lan Weiwan sneered, with a bit of disdain flashing in his eyes and a cold sarcastic voice.

One sentence was enough to ignite the anger in Wang Qianqian's heart.

She hates people saying she is a follower. It is true that she has been following Lan Shuyun, but why do others think Lan Shuyun is good, but she is just a follower.

She was not convinced, but only by staying with Lan Shuyun could she get some help. So she had to give in.

"Shut up, who are you talking about?" Wang Qianqian's face instantly turned ugly, and she angrily stepped forward and pushed Lan Weiwan.

Lan Weiwan wanted to avoid it directly, but by chance, she saw Lan Shuyun. How could she not be attracted to such a good scene?
Chapter completed!