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Chapter 787 Come here, let me blow your hair
Qiao Nian put her legs on the table, her stretched calves were smooth and symmetrical, she held the phone with her lazy hands, and her fingers pressed the keyboard to reply to the message.
[QN: Wait ten minutes for me. ]
After returning to Ye Wangchuan’s news, Qiao Nian put down his legs without delay, and raised his eyes to see the laptop placed there.
Hesitate for a while, open it.
The notebook hasn't been turned off overnight and hasn't been used overnight. She turned on the screen, and the page still stopped on yesterday's Weibo homepage.
Qiao Nian refreshes the page, 99+ Aite reminders pop up, and 99+ comment reminders.
She half-squinted her eyes, her black pupils are not beautiful, she didn't click any of them, she just dragged the mouse down, and looked at the Weibo that she forwarded below.
Weibo is still there.
After a day and a night of heat fermentation.
Now it shows that the number of reposts has exceeded 100,000, and the number of comments has more than doubled.
Qiao Nian scanned the hot search list, and found that the hot search list was also wonderful. There were many hot search topics about Jiang Li's fight.
More condemned Xue Ziang.
She turned off the notebook, she didn’t read it when she clicked on it, turned around and walked to the bathroom...
I didn't sleep all night, the nerves in the back of Qiao Nian's head were tense, and her temples kept jumping. She turned on the sprinkler, and the water temperature was very low.
The warm cold water rushed down her head, and she was finally sober.
In less than ten minutes, she turned off the water from the sprinkler, picked up the bathrobe on the side and put it on. She didn't care about her hair wet against her shoulders, walked to the door and opened the door.
Sure enough, there was a man standing outside the door, Qiao Nian lowered his eyelashes, and casually let out a way and walked inside.
"come in."
"..." Ye Wangchuan didn't expect that she had just finished taking a bath, and suddenly saw the girl with her hair in her hair, wrapped in a bathrobe and came out to open the door for herself. For a second, he was shocked, but soon he recovered. Shut the door easily.
When he came in, he saw a ball of paper lost on the ground, and a piece of 4A paper placed on the desk. The black water-based pen was pressed on the paper, and the pen cap was not covered...
He raised his eyebrows and leaned against the desk. He had a long and slender figure with deep and expensive eyes: "You didn't sleep last night?"
"Roughly the same."
Qiao Nian ignored him, went to the refrigerator to get a bottle of water, unscrewed the lid, took a sip, walked back, put the lidded water on the table, slightly raised his cold-shaved chin, and talked to him. Said: "I have written the master Cheng's prescription, put it there, and you will show it to Bo Jingxing."
Not to mention, Ye Wangchuan also saw the content on the 4A paper.
Qiao Nian's handwriting was scribbled wildly, but he wrote very carefully. In addition to the amount of medicinal materials, he also wrote about the adjustment of the amount of each stage.
It can be seen that she took all aspects of becoming a master into consideration when she wrote the prescription.
Ye Wangchuan walked over, picked up the towel she had thrown on the chair, and suddenly said, "Come here, I will help you wipe your hair."
Qiao Nian just put the water down, looked at him in surprise, paused, and subconsciously refused: "No, I myself..."
The words were not finished yet, the man pushed her on the sofa very strongly, with a low magnetic voice: "You can't handle it, let me do it."
Speaking, he put his fingers through the tips of her hair, and he seemed to be very skilled in wiping the water droplets from Qiao Nian's hair.
Qiao read: "..."
He moved very gently and did not move over. When his fingers passed through the ends of his hair, he would help her tidy up the broken hair. Qiao Nian's back was stretched straight at first, and he resisted this behavior, but he quickly relaxed and squinted. The eyes are a little sleepy.
(End of this chapter)
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Chapter 787 Come here, let me blow your hair
Qiao Nian put her legs on the table, her stretched calves were smooth and symmetrical, she held the phone with her lazy hands, and her fingers pressed the keyboard to reply to the message.
[QN: Wait ten minutes for me. ]
After returning to Ye Wangchuan’s news, Qiao Nian put down his legs without delay, and raised his eyes to see the laptop placed there.
Hesitate for a while, open it.
The notebook hasn't been turned off overnight and hasn't been used overnight. She turned on the screen, and the page still stopped on yesterday's Weibo homepage.
Qiao Nian refreshes the page, 99+ Aite reminders pop up, and 99+ comment reminders.
She half-squinted her eyes, her black pupils are not beautiful, she didn't click any of them, she just dragged the mouse down, and looked at the Weibo that she forwarded below.
Weibo is still there.
After a day and a night of heat fermentation.
Now it shows that the number of reposts has exceeded 100,000, and the number of comments has more than doubled.
Qiao Nian scanned the hot search list, and found that the hot search list was also wonderful. There were many hot search topics about Jiang Li's fight.
More condemned Xue Ziang.
She turned off the notebook, she didn’t read it when she clicked on it, turned around and walked to the bathroom...
I didn't sleep all night, the nerves in the back of Qiao Nian's head were tense, and her temples kept jumping. She turned on the sprinkler, and the water temperature was very low.
The warm cold water rushed down her head, and she was finally sober.
In less than ten minutes, she turned off the water from the sprinkler, picked up the bathrobe on the side and put it on. She didn't care about her hair wet against her shoulders, walked to the door and opened the door.
Sure enough, there was a man standing outside the door, Qiao Nian lowered his eyelashes, and casually let out a way and walked inside.
"come in."
"..." Ye Wangchuan didn't expect that she had just finished taking a bath, and suddenly saw the girl with her hair in her hair, wrapped in a bathrobe and came out to open the door for herself. For a second, he was shocked, but soon he recovered. Shut the door easily.
When he came in, he saw a ball of paper lost on the ground, and a piece of 4A paper placed on the desk. The black water-based pen was pressed on the paper, and the pen cap was not covered...
He raised his eyebrows and leaned against the desk. He had a long and slender figure with deep and expensive eyes: "You didn't sleep last night?"
"Roughly the same."
Qiao Nian ignored him, went to the refrigerator to get a bottle of water, unscrewed the lid, took a sip, walked back, put the lidded water on the table, slightly raised his cold-shaved chin, and talked to him. Said: "I have written the master Cheng's prescription, put it there, and you will show it to Bo Jingxing."
Not to mention, Ye Wangchuan also saw the content on the 4A paper.
Qiao Nian's handwriting was scribbled wildly, but he wrote very carefully. In addition to the amount of medicinal materials, he also wrote about the adjustment of the amount of each stage.
It can be seen that she took all aspects of becoming a master into consideration when she wrote the prescription.
Ye Wangchuan walked over, picked up the towel she had thrown on the chair, and suddenly said, "Come here, I will help you wipe your hair."
Qiao Nian just put the water down, looked at him in surprise, paused, and subconsciously refused: "No, I myself..."
The words were not finished yet, the man pushed her on the sofa very strongly, with a low magnetic voice: "You can't handle it, let me do it."
Speaking, he put his fingers through the tips of her hair, and he seemed to be very skilled in wiping the water droplets from Qiao Nian's hair.
Qiao read: "..."
He moved very gently and did not move over. When his fingers passed through the ends of his hair, he would help her tidy up the broken hair. Qiao Nian's back was stretched straight at first, and he resisted this behavior, but he quickly relaxed and squinted. The eyes are a little sleepy.
(End of this chapter)
Chapter 787 Come here, let me blow your hairQiao Nian put her legs on the table, her stretched calves were smooth and symmetrical, she held the phone with her lazy hands, and her fingers pressed the keyboard to reply to the message.QN: Wait ten minutes for me. After returning to Ye Wangchuan's news, Qiao Nian put down his legs without delay, and raised his eyes to see the laptop placed there.Hesitate for a while, open it.The notebook hasn't been turned off overnight and hasn't been used overnight. She turned on the screen, and the page still stopped on yesterday's Weibo homepage.Qiao Nian refreshes the page, 99+ Aite reminders pop up, and 99+ comment reminders.She half-squinted her eyes, her black pupils are not beautiful, she didn't click any of them, she just dragged the mouse down, and looked at the Weibo that she forwarded below.Weibo is still there.After a day and a night of heat fermentation.Now it shows that the number of reposts has exceeded 100,000, and the number of comments has more than doubled.Qiao Nian scanned the hot search list, and found that the hot search list was also wonderful. There were many hot search topics about Jiang Li's fight.More condemned Xue Ziang.She turned off the notebook, she didn't read it when she clicked on it, turned around and walked to the bathroom...I didn't sleep all night, the nerves in the back of Qiao Nian's head were tense, and her temples kept jumping. She turned on the sprinkler, and the water temperature was very low.The warm cold water rushed down her head, and she was finally sober.In less than ten minutes, she turned off the water from the sprinkler, picked up the bathrobe on the side and put it on. She didn't care about her hair wet against her shoulders, walked to the door and opened the door.Sure enough, there was a man standing outside the door, Qiao Nian lowered his eyelashes, and casually let out a way and walked inside."come in.""..." Ye Wangchuan didn't expect that she had just finished taking a bath, and suddenly saw the girl with her hair in her hair, wrapped in a bathrobe and came out to open the door for herself. For a second, he was shocked, but soon he recovered. Shut the door easily.When he came in, he saw a ball of paper lost on the ground, and a piece of 4A paper placed on the desk. The black water-based pen was pressed on the paper, and the pen cap was not covered...He raised his eyebrows and leaned against the desk. He had a long and slender figure with deep and expensive eyes: "You didn't sleep last night?""Roughly the same."Qiao Nian ignored him, went to the refrigerator to get a bottle of water, unscrewed the lid, took a sip, walked back, put the lidded water on the table, slightly raised his cold-shaved chin, and talked to him. Said: "I have written the master Cheng's prescription, put it there, and you will show it to Bo Jingxing."Not to mention, Ye Wangchuan also saw the content on the 4A paper.Qiao Nian's handwriting was scribbled wildly, but he wrote very carefully. In addition to the amount of medicinal materials, he also wrote about the adjustment of the amount of each stage.It can be seen that she took all aspects of becoming a master into consideration when she wrote the prescription.Ye Wangchuan walked over, picked up the towel she had thrown on the chair, and suddenly said, "Come here, I will help you wipe your hair."Qiao Nian just put the water down, looked at him in surprise, paused, and subconsciously refused: "No, I myself..."The words were not finished yet, the man pushed her on the sofa very strongly, with a low magnetic voice: "You can't handle it, let me do it."Speaking, he put his fingers through the tips of her hair, and he seemed to be very skilled in wiping the water droplets from Qiao Nian's hair.Qiao read: "..."He moved very gently and did not move over. When his fingers passed through the ends of his hair, he would help her tidy up the broken hair. Qiao Nian's back was stretched straight at first, and he resisted this behavior, but he quickly relaxed and squinted. The eyes are a little sleepy.End of this chapter
