The charming Samoyed bravely plays the vicious female supporting role!

Jiang Huanhuan was taking the time to respond to Song Linxiao's questions.

Jiang Huanhuan: [It's Wen Yunxuan, Xiaoqi's teacher. He's very gentle, but sometimes a little difficult to approach.]

Song Linxiao did not reply to her.

Jiang Huanhuan didn't care much about it.

She was cleaning the paint from the ends of her hair.

The pigment sticks to the hair and is difficult to clean.

But she didn't want to run back to take a shower and then run back. The house was too big, and she would sweat all over if she went back and forth, so it would be a waste of time to take a shower and wash her hair.

Jiang Huanhuan wanted to just use a pair of scissors to cut off the ends of her hair.

Anyway, she has a lot of hair, so she doesn't care.

She shook off the water droplets on her fingers, remained bent over, and shouted out the door.

"Xiaoqi, do you have any scissors?"

Xiaoqi responded vaguely: "It seems so. I'll go look for it."

Jiang Huanhuan waited for a while, but Xiaoqi didn't show up. Instead, she heard steady footsteps.

"Is it difficult to wash? Let me help you." Wen Yunxuan's voice sounded.

Jiang Huanhuan shook her head: "No, it's too troublesome..."

She felt her hair being gently lifted, and soft fingertips brushing across her scalp, causing a shiver in her neck.

"Your hair is beautiful, dark, thick, and smooth."

"It would be a shame if it was really cut off."

He turned on the faucet and gently rubbed his soft black hair.

After applying shampoo, a light orange scent fills my nose.

Jiang Huanhuan's hair is very soft. Under the guidance of the flowing water, it will flow through her fingertips if she is not careful.

Her skin is very white, not like the white in Europe and America, but rather as soft and white as jade porcelain.

The wet hair stuck to the neck, and the black hair and the jade-like skin formed a sharp contrast.

Wen Yunxuan's movements gradually slowed down and finally came to a halt.

The curly hair was like a small hook, catching his gaze and making him stare at the slender neck.

Don’t know what touch feels like?

System: [He's staring at you.]

Jiang Huanhuan felt that her fingers were not moving, which was a bit strange. Seeing this, she asked directly, "Teacher Wen?"

"Sorry." Wen Yunxuan suddenly came back to his senses and continued what he was doing. His voice was low, "There's hair stuck on your neck. I really want to remove it, but it's a bit presumptuous."

It turns out to be just such a small matter.

Jiang Huanhuan wiped the back of her neck and said, "It's gone now, right? No wonder I felt itchy."

After saying that, she scratched it a few times with her fingers.

The porcelain white on the neck was destroyed, replaced by a faint red mark.

It can be seen how much strength the owner of the finger used.

I don't care at all whether my skin will be scratched.

"...No more, stop scratching, it will break soon." Wen Yunxuan hurriedly held her hand to stop Jiang Huanhuan's behavior.

"Oh, are you okay? My neck is a little sore." Jiang Huanhuan didn't care at all.

"Right away." Wen Yunxuan sped up a bit.

But his eyes still kept looking at that neck.

The red marks appeared, which made it even more eye-catching.

Wen Yunxuan forced himself to look away and asked casually, "Were you arguing with someone on the phone just now? I just happened to see something."

Jiang Huanhuan was puzzled. "It's Song Linxiao, my fiancé. He usually speaks in this tone, and he's even more aggressive in real life."

It's only recently gotten a little better.

"Is this usually the case?" Wen Yunxuan's tone was a little complicated.

Jiang Huanhuan didn't care: "He's like this to everyone, but he's a little nicer to Xiaoqi."

Jiang Qi popped his head out and puffed up his cheeks: "No, he always teases me, although he will protect me when others bully me."

But when there is no danger, Song Linxiao is the biggest danger.

"Although it may be a bit presumptuous to say this, as a prospective partner, this is somewhat unqualified." Wen Yunxuan's voice was cold.

Jiang Huanhuan didn't want to tell others about the complicated conflict of interest between the two of them.

She paused and simply said, "It's been fine lately. Anyway, things are a little complicated between us."

"Well, but if you've been wronged, you can tell me." Wen Yunxuan paused, then added in a casual tone, "You deserve better."

Jiang Huanhuan responded with two "hmms".

As if sensing Jiang Huanhuan's perfunctory response, Wen Yunxuan added, "From now on, you can come to me for anything, whether it's work or relationships."

She didn't understand the deeper meaning of the words, but only felt her neck getting more and more sore.

She immediately said, "I'm having trouble now. My neck is sore."

Wen Yunxuan was very straightforward this time: "Okay."

Jiang Huanhuan straightened her back almost impatiently.

The soft, wet hair brushed past his fingertips, leaving a slight itch. Wen Yunxuan moved his fingertips slightly, subconsciously wanting to pursue it.

Fortunately, he controlled his actions.

But his eyes still subconsciously and reluctantly followed that beautiful face.

Stained with water mist, it looks softer and cleaner.

The water droplets on the neck slid down the neck, sank into the slightly concave delicate collarbone, and finally disappeared into the depths.

Wen Yunxuan didn't continue reading.

It wasn't because of self-control, but because of Jiang Huanhuan's sudden head shaking.

The water splashed, as if to punish his sight, directly into his eyes.

Because the distance was too close, his face was even hit by the hair.

System: [Ahhhh what are you doing! How can you shake your head!]

Jiang Huanhuan looked incredibly innocent: [I also shook my head after washing it before!]

System: [But there are other people this time! ]

Jiang Huanhuan: [Other people were there when Puppy was getting his hair washed and bathed before! You were there too when he was bathing yesterday!!]

System: [...Alright.]

The system didn't care much about it, since the person drawn was Wen Yunxuan.

He didn't seem too angry.

After a brief moment of initial surprise, he even smiled.

Although the system didn't know what was going on, looking at Wen Yunxuan's expression, it felt that this person had a really good temper.

Even after being beaten, he still handed a towel to Jiang Huanhuan.

It’s pretty good.

Although the system felt something was wrong, it couldn't see what it was specifically.

Jiang Huanhuan wiped her hair a few times and wanted to go out to play, but Wen Yunxuan blocked her at the door. He forced her to dry her hair before letting her out.

The paint on the floor had been cleaned up by the servants.

Jiang Qi refused to let Jiang Huanhuan get any closer to the easel.

Jiang Qi shook his head at Jiang Huanhuan: "Stupid, it's not easy to wash."

He handed her a box of markers and left her a space to play.

Jiang Huanhuan didn't care where she was playing, she just felt a little strange.

Jiang Huanhuan asked: [Did I move around just now?]

System: [I didn't notice. I was also following Song Linxiao's news.]

Jiang Huanhuan felt more and more strange. She was chatting with Song Linxiao and her hands and feet were very honest.

Why did the paint spill?

It wasn't her doing.

Jiang Huanhuan was puzzled and could only ask Wen Yunxuan beside her.

"Did I move around just now?"

Wen Yunxuan took out a piece of white paper, placed it in front of Jiang Huanhuan, and smiled innocently.

"Maybe it was the tip of my toe that touched it? It seemed to have shifted a bit, and the paint wasn't very stable."