Quick Transmigration: When a Delicate Beauty Becomes Cannon Fodder

What are you talking about is all over his face.

The moist eyes looking at him were pleading, "I really can't stand it anymore."

He frowned and said, "Okay, I'll get it for you."

"Thank you!" Her eyes lit up and gratitude was written on her face.

Duan Jinyu glanced at her pajamas and said, "You can go alone. You don't need me to show you where the bathroom is."

"Are you going to send me clothes later?"

"Ah."

"Then you must remember to wash your hands first. Never forget."

"I know." He tsked again, "It's so troublesome."

That's what she said but she did as she asked.

Ruan Ruan quickly took off her clothes in the bathroom and poured hot water over her head. She squeezed a large pump of shampoo on her head and applied shower gel on her body while holding the bubbles. After washing it all, she rinsed it off together. I feel a little cleaner.

She washed it a second time and scrubbed it carefully. In the middle of the process, Duan Jinyu knocked on the door outside. Mixed with the sound of water, she raised her voice, "Right away!"

When she opened the door, it was obvious that she didn't mean it right away. Her arms stretched out from the door that was opened a small crack, and the heat rushed to escape. There were still water drops on her arms that had not been wiped dry in a hurry. You could feel it even from a little distance. The temperature on her hands was relatively high.

The folded clothes were stuffed into the palm of her hand, and she grabbed it and brought it in. It was her nightgown.

There were other clothes inside, and he had prepared them completely, including the fabrics she was used to not wearing when sleeping.

After experiencing severe mood swings, I no longer have the energy to feel shy anymore.

She quickly dressed and went out, giving him the bathroom.

Her body was red from the heat and there were red scratches on her nails. Duan Jinyu found a hair dryer for her and went into the bathroom.

Ruan Ruan was drying her hair next to the TV cabinet. She was still barefoot. When she escaped from the room, she didn't even bother to find shoes. Her white nightgown was soaked by her wet hair and stuck to her skin.

The gear was turned to the maximum, blowing hard against the scalp. Her hair quickly became half dry. She didn't hear the sound of the bathroom door opening. His speed was very fast.

Duan Jinyu wiped his hair with the towel covering his head with one hand, and held a pair of home shoes in his other hand. He leaned slightly and placed it in front of her. He kept wiping his hair, "You probably don't want to wear the ones in your room anymore." , let’s wear this pair first.”

Ruan Ruan wiped her feet before putting them on.

Duan Jinyu hung the towel around his neck, brushed his hair casually, and yawned again, "I'm going to sleep, you just...do it yourself."

Ruan Ruan grabbed a small corner of his T-shirt, and the fabric around his waist was pulled. When he moved forward, a corner of his abdominal muscles was exposed. He turned his head, "What's wrong?"

The voice also had a sense of tiredness and laziness.

"Don't you blow your hair?"

His fingers fiddled with the wet silver hair a few more times, "It will be dry soon."

She disagreed, "Sleeping with wet hair will make you sick."

He yawned again and said casually, "Then I'll go to bed and you can help me blow it."

"Okay."

"Are you serious?!" It was obviously just nonsense at the time.

Ruan Ruan has unplugged the plug next to the TV cabinet and is preparing to move the position so that he can sleep. "I'll help you blow it. Didn't you help me a lot tonight? Now it's time for me to repay you. It's time to go Your bedroom?"

Duan Jinyu pressed her hand and said, "No need."

Plugging the plug back in, turning it to the highest setting and blowing it casually a few times, my silver hair became even more messy.

Turn off the switch, "That's it."

"Wait." Ruan Ruan stopped him again and said hesitantly, "I'm afraid, can you... accompany me outside?" The voice gradually became quieter, and he felt embarrassed.