The female star is obedient and domineering, and she has a crush on me

"I remember there is no direct bus to the film and television city. You have to take an intercity bus first, then change to a minibus at the station. Then you have to reverse the car three times. Is this how you got there before?"

Ziyi was familiar with the roads around Jincheng. When Shen Zhiming wanted to shoot materials, he would often go to the film and television city to borrow scenes. Occasionally, when her company had nothing to do, she would be asked to be a driver.

"Yes, but the roads are very safe, don't worry." Qin Yuhuan is also used to reversing.

"I'm not worried," Ziyi thought for a moment, "Forget it, I'll take you there tomorrow. What time will you arrive?"

"Don't you work before noon?"

"After all, I'm a rich second-generation, so I have the freedom to skip work." Ziyi winked playfully, "Calculate the time, it's twelve o'clock, and it takes six hours to drive, so I have to leave at six. I really have to stay at your place tonight, otherwise I can't get up at all."

Qin Yuhuan seemed to be still hesitating, "Driving will be very tiring, Ziyi."

"So I'm going to take a shower and go to bed. Good sister, lend me a set of clothes." Ziyi rubbed her hands and begged for mercy. "Do you have new underwear at home? If not, I'll order takeout."

"Yes, it is, but..." Qin Yuhuan glanced at Ziyi's chest with some embarrassment, "It seems that our underwear doesn't fit well."

Ziyi blushed with shame, "I'll order takeout."

After saying that, he ran away without looking back, shouting as he ran, "It will be delivered in half an hour. Sister, please help me collect it. I'm going to take a shower first."

Qin Yuhuan smiled softly on the spot, "Ziyi." She whispered these two words.

Suddenly there was a little cat in the house, and everything seemed different. Every corner was filled with vitality.

Qin Yuhuan received the takeaway, cut the label outside, and knocked on the bathroom door.

Ziyi poked out a wet head with a bunch of white bubbles on top of it, "What's wrong?"

Qin Yuhuan raised the paper bag in her hand: "The takeaway has been delivered. Can I put it in the washing machine for you? It has a drying function, so you can wear it tomorrow morning."

Posture: ...

"Sister, even though we are all girls, I am also shy."

Qin Yuhuan nodded in understanding, "I see. What you mean is that next time something like this happens, I won't ask you and just do it."

Posture: ...

"Is there a possibility that I can... myself...? Qin Yuhuan???"

Qin Yuhuan selectively ignored it and leisurely walked to the balcony with the bag in his hand. It was obvious that he had begun to implement the policy of "don't ask, just do it".

Ziyi closed the door and stood under the shower again to rinse her head. She turned off the water halfway through, but still couldn't figure out why Qin Yuhuan was like this?

Maybe all straight women are like this.

After a while, Qin Yuhuan brought over one of her long nightgowns.

Ziyi opened the door again and stuck his head out.

"The nightgown is mine, but it's been washed. The underwear is new. I washed it once, so it's clean. The one you bought will take another 40 minutes to dry. Do you want to sleep with me tonight?"

The place she rented only had one bedroom, “If you don’t want, the sofa in the living room is a sofa bed, and I sleep in the living room.”

Ziyi stretched out an arm and took the nightgown. "No need. I'm staying here and you're driving the owner to sleep in the living room. That's too overbearing. But I'm a little afraid of the cold. If possible, can you give me a thicker quilt?"

Qin Yuhuan nodded.

When the bathroom door was closed again, Ziyi realized belatedly that something was wrong. She could sleep on the sofa? ?

Why didn’t Qin Yuhuan give her this option?

Do you think it's impolite to let guests sleep in the living room?

But since everything had been said, Ziyi couldn't suggest that she could sleep in the living room. She came out of the bathroom with her hair wrapped up, and Qin Yuhuan had already plugged in the hair dryer.

"Sister Qin, you are so thoughtful," Ziyi couldn't help but sigh, "I just have everything I want."

"That's not so exaggerated." Qin Yuhuan lowered her eyes and reached out to take off the dry hair towel that Ziyi had wrapped around her hair. "I'll help you blow dry your hair."

Posture:?

"You gave me a caring personality, Ziyi." Qin Yuhuan made a point, "I need to maintain this personality and make it stable."

Posture: ...

"You've exhausted all your fallacies and logics." All that was left for her was an ellipsis.

Qin Yuhuan curled her eyes at the figure in the mirror.

Her movements were light and graceful, as if she had gained experience in doing her own hair and makeup. Her hair was dry and easily frizzy, and it would easily get tangled even after using a ton of conditioner.

But Qin Yuhuan was patient, helping her untie the knots one by one, making Ziyi sit in front of the dressing table bored. "Master Qin has such skills, if he doesn't hang out in the circle one day, he can open a hair salon. I'll subscribe to him for the whole year."

"Then I can't open it. The skin on my hands is thin. My hands will itch if I serve too many heads. Serving you is enough for me." Qin Yuhuan spread out his hands so that Ziyi could see clearly. You could tell at a glance that the skin on the tips of his fingers was newly grown.

"Why is the skin peeling off?" Ziyi couldn't help but poke it.

"I tend to get herpes if my hands sweat a lot, before and after my period or if I stay up late. If the sweat occurs too often, my skin will peel off." She didn't have this problem when she was young, but perhaps it was because she had experienced too many things in the past few years, and all of them weighed on her mind, affecting her emotions. Not only did she get herpes, but she also became more and more prone to allergies.

Home ointments and allergy medicines should never be stopped.

"Next time we go back to Jincheng, I'll take you to see the old doctor and take some Chinese medicine." Ziyi wanted to get the hair dryer, but Qin Yuhuan dodged her and said, "I'll blow dry myself."

"It will be done soon, don't make trouble."

Ziyi chuckled, "I was just considering your hand, why are you making trouble again?"

"Don't ruin my mood when I'm doing my hair," Qin Yuhuan grabbed Ziyi's hand and put the disobedient hand on the dressing table, "Be good and sit still. Master Qin is about to start his magic."

Ziyi couldn't help laughing, "You are so funny, Qin Yuhuan, do you know that you are so funny?"

Master Qin is about to use his power.

How can you say such interesting words with such a cold face?

"Is there a possibility?" Ziyi's smile was too bright, and Qin Yuhuan's eyebrows also climbed up to smile, "You have a low sense of laughter, Ziyi, you always love to laugh."

"Nonsense, I have a very high sense of humour." Ziyi was serious for a second, and the two serious faces looked at each other in the mirror for a long time, and finally laughed together, "Oh, okay, okay, I won't pretend anymore, it's you who's interesting, Qin Yuhuan, you're also good at it, this is the first time someone other than a hairstylist has blow-dried my hair."

Qin Yuhuan turned off the hair dryer and asked in confusion: "Shu Baizhu...have you never blow-dried your hair? Your hair is so thick and so attractive, so graceful."

Especially for someone like her who has loved braiding dolls' hair since she was a child.

"She won't take care of me like this." When mentioning Shu Baizhu, Ziyi's tone became much lighter, but it was only for a moment. She changed her arm to support her head and looked at Qin Yuhuan in the mirror, "You seem to be very interested in my past with Shu Baizhu."

"No way." Qin Yuhuan sighed and turned on the hair dryer again. "You have to be considerate of the curiosity of a spectator."