The wife of the paranoid president is a boss

Wen Jing saw this kind of shampoo bed for the first time, and stared at it with wide eyes for a long time.

"Haven't seen it?" Gu Yichi asked.

Wen Jing felt the contempt in his tone, and felt that he was going to mock her for not seeing the world, so she immediately looked away and said stiffly, "Of course I have."

Gu Yichi half-closed his eyes and sneered softly, "Hurry up and wash it for me, it's so dirty!"

"..."

Wen Jing sat in front of the pool and saw that the water nozzle was in the pool, but she didn't see the switch button. She looked around the pool again and found a row of buttons, but the label on it was not in English, and she didn't know which language it was. I can't understand.

She couldn't help but frowned and bit her lip.

I don't know which button is the water outlet, so I can't get my hair wet.

Wen Jing scratched her head anxiously.

But at this moment, Gu Yichi urged her, "Hurry up, washing your hair is such a difficult thing, you still need to think about it!"

When he yelled at her, her little heart beat wildly.

Suddenly, his mind flashed, and his eyes followed Fang Liang in the next second.

She bent down, reached for the shampoo hanging beside the shampoo bed, and pressed a lump in the palm of her hand.

Smudge it on your hands first, and then wipe it on Gu Yichi's hair.

Gu Yichi felt something was wrong, and looked up at her sideways, "Shouldn't you wet my hair first?"

Feeling guilty, Wen Jing held his head and wanted to put him back on the shampoo bed, "Oh, this is called dry cleaning."

"Was clean?"

"Don't worry, it's absolutely clean, you lie down quickly."

Gu Yichi lay back in half-belief, he guessed that it was probably because she didn't recognize the water button, so she chose to dry clean first.

He didn't poke it, and let Wen Jing rub his hair.

Wen Jing washed him softly in a chaotic manner. The shampoo she squeezed out before was not watery and didn't produce much foam, so she squeezed out another lump.

After the hair is soaked in shampoo, gather it together.

Wen Jing scrubbed and scrubbed, making his hair look like a long pointed horn.

In addition, she thought that if Gu Yichi worked with such a hairstyle on weekdays, it would be ridiculous.

Wen Jing almost didn't laugh out loud.

Fortunately, it was held back in time.

Then she became addicted to playing and kept changing his hairstyle.

Gu Yichi had a cold face, knowing that she was playing with his hair, but he always let her go.

He didn't know why he wanted to play with her.

Obviously at a time like this, he should have scolded him long ago, but he just didn't.

Wen Jing was so carried away that she even forgot that the hair on her hand belonged to Gu Yichi, so she laughed involuntarily.

However, before the laughter fell, she suddenly remembered something, and the smiling expression froze on her face.

Eyes that dare not blink slowly looked down.

The moment he saw Gu Yichi, he suddenly opened his eagle-like eyes.

There was a cold light in his eyes.

Wen Jing's heart trembled suddenly.

He stared at her closely for a long time before he said, "Have you had a good time?"

Wen Jing swallowed her throat, held her breath, and quickly shook her head.

Gu Yichi narrowed his eyes, "Why are you laughing when you're not happy?"

"That's... happy." She whispered.

Gu Yichi's face darkened, "Is that my hair for you to play with? Give you another chance, wash it well, or I'll cut your hair with scissors!"

He gave her a warning look after a snarl, and finally closed his eyes again.

I'm really angry if I don't even look at her!

After Wen Jing closed his eyelids, she was so angry that she raised her hand high, really wanting to punch him in the face.

But she didn't do it.

The red lips moved up and down, and after silently scolding him, he continued to rub his hair.

About the past 10 minutes.

Gu Yichi, who has been rubbed and washed by her for a long time, is getting impatient!

"Should I wash it off with water?"

Wen Jing paused for a moment, pretending not to hear, and continued to rub him.