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21. I don't want to use a hair dryer

Holding the bag in her arms, Fang Deyue walked into Jing Zhe's house with Jing Zhe.His house is a high-rise apartment, and you have to swipe your card to enter the unit. The elevator is as smooth as a mirror, casting countless shadows. Fang Deyue looked up, only seeing his pale face.

Jing Zhe opened the door, searched the entrance for a long time, and found another button key with a pink flamingo hanging on it, "Ah, this is the key, I have to go to work tomorrow, remember to take it with you when you go out." He threw it to Fang Deyue, Fang Deyue caught it, a strand of feathers was hooked off the flamingo's tail by his fingers, and he frowned.

"Well, the hanging ornaments on it can be removed if you don't like it." Jing Zhe said.

This key was originally used by his ex-boyfriend. When he moved out, he threw it directly in the shoebox with the ornaments still on it. Jingzhe looked sad and didn't touch it all the time. .

He unpacked the slippers he just bought, and the more he looked at them, the more he was satisfied, and the more cute he looked, he handed them to Xiao Fang and said, "Try it?"

Fang Deyue glanced at him, put the keys in his pocket without a word, and bent down to take off his shoes.

When Jingzhe's house entered, there was a big mirror with spotlights on it, and the curtains hung heavily on the ground.Along the wall are all open shoe cabinets, because they are well arranged, and the shoes look good, they have been carefully taken care of, and they are beautiful at a glance.

He bought his shoes in the University City, and I don’t know if they are the Putian version of a certain brand. Zhou Yinyin saw it and mentioned it once. At that time, he just started to take the exam, and he memorized it so much that his eyes were dazzled. The fuss about girls was just Cope with it by the ear.Those shoes had been soaked in water and stepped on mud, and turned into a limp mass of dust, and the rubber soles squealed and screamed when walking on rainy days.Fang Deyue held it in his hand, and put it on the beige bucket with his neck stuck. His movements were a bit too rough, and he rubbed a mud mark on the round edge of the shoe cabinet with a bang.

Now it looked like a gray mouse had gotten stuck in a flock of peacocks.

He took off his coat slowly, his hands still smelled of iodine, afraid of getting it on his clothes, he squeezed it back to Jing Zhe with a few fingers.

Jing Zhe took it, hung it on the vertical clothes hanger, and pushed his back, "I'll take you to take a shower and change clothes first."

Fang Deyue grunted, changed into slippers and went in. Jing Zhe had just bought the pair of slippers, with a useless rabbit ear on the front and a ball of fluffy fur balls on the back. Fang Deyue had no choice but to swallow his breath used it.After Jing Zhe introduced the basic layout of the house to him, brought him supplies, and followed him to the bathroom door, Fang Deyue turned around and scolded: "I'm not mentally handicapped!"

Jingzhe still had some dark shadows in his heart, so he said, "Then if you don't understand, you can knock on the door and ask me. I'm outside. Can you adjust the temperature? May I turn on the bathroom heater for you?" ?”

Fang Deyue had no expression on his face, and slammed the curtain of the shower room.

He shivered in the cold air and took off his clothes. The wet chemical fiber was dried by body temperature and was hard. He thought about it and threw them into the washbasin first.Water vapor gradually filled the entire bathroom, and the water poured down. Fang Deyue stood under the shower with his head down and looked at his hands, which were wrapped with plastic wrap, which was given to him by Jing Zhe just now because he was afraid that his wound would get water.Without a hand, he takes a shower even more slowly.

When the hot water soaked into the wound, there was a burning pain, as if it was a new wound, and the feeling gradually disappeared.Water trickled down his calf on the white tiled floor, a dirty mix of blood and dust, and slid down his toes into the drain.

Fang Deyue blinked hard, shook off the water droplets on her eyelashes, and wanted to touch the soap.

There was no soap on the shelf in the bathroom, but instead, there were various bottles and cans marked in foreign languages. Fang Deyue was irritated by the sight, so he simply picked one that didn't look so strange, and the packaging was relatively simple. The bubbles could be rubbed out, and he breathed a sigh of relief and washed his hair and body together.

The home clothes were chosen by Jing Zhe, and he had no choice. Fortunately, they were not cartoon patterns (he deeply felt that Jing Zhe had an aesthetic tendency in this area), and they were soft to put on. He twisted the fabric of the sleeves and picked them up. He piled up the old clothes in the washbasin, opened the curtain and went out.

Jing Zhe was really waiting there, holding a hair dryer in his hand.

Fang Deyue turned around and wanted to dodge back and pull the frosted glass door of the bathroom, but Jing Zhe stretched out his foot first and got stuck, "It's okay, you can just put the dirty clothes in the laundry basket." He said while holding up the hair dryer.

"I don't want to use a hair dryer." Fang Deyue said.

Jing Zhe grabbed his back collar and pulled him out.Xiaofang's freshly baked face turned a little bloody after taking a shower, his hair was dripping with water, and the collar of his home clothes was carried smoothly. It seemed that he was not so scary, and he didn't look like he could break people's legs.