Outright Favoritism Chapter 1071: : Compromise

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At seven o'clock, it took a long time for He Chen and Yin Mogu to get dressed and went downstairs to dine.

Yin Mo sat down slowly, drew up half-dry wavy hair, and asked inexplicably: "What's the matter? Why are you looking at me like this?"

She subconsciously looked at what she was wearing, a clean white T-shirt and jeans, what's worth paying attention to?

On the opposite side, He Chen, with three buttons on his neckline, put his left arm on the corner of the table, staring deeply at Yin Mo with aggressive eyes.

The man picked up the toast without saying a word, took a bite, chewed the food carefully, and licked the corner of his mouth.

Yin Mo frowned lightly, lowered his head and cut the fried egg, "The erythema on your body has not disappeared. If you really don't want to go to the hospital, how about I accompany you to the Shangshi Medicine Hall?"

The anti-allergic ointment didn't seem to work, and Yin Mo was obviously worried about his physical condition.

At this moment, He Chen's eyelids drooped, and his thin lips chuckled, "Is that necessary?"

Yin Mo said yes, and his eyes were very persistent.

He Chen looked at her deeply for a moment, then nodded and agreed, "Go go, go after dinner."

His compromising tone received Yin Mo's response with a smile.

She is more and more able to appreciate He Chen's pampering and pampering to her.

For example, when the two woke up early in the morning, he was clearly emotional, but still restrained his emotions.

Just before going downstairs for breakfast, He Chen stayed in the bathroom for forty minutes, and Yin Mo felt that he might be relieved by himself.

……

In less than twenty minutes, Yin Mo came to the living room after breakfast.

She subconsciously looked for He Chen's figure, like a subtle habit.

It may be that the allergy symptoms are too severe, and he left the restaurant early without taking a few bites.

Yin Mogu was patrolling the surroundings, and suddenly heard the sound of footsteps coming from the stairs. She looked sideways, her eyes slightly stagnant.

At this time, He Chen changed into a dark gray shirt, black trousers wrapped his straight long legs, and walked upstairs with one hand in his pocket.

A frivolous smile appeared on the handsome eyebrows.

Yin Mo looked at what was in his hand, his eyes slowly moved up again, "Are you going to blow your hair?"

He Chen held her hair dryer impressively in his hand.

Yin Mo wondered secretly, his head was clearly dry.

He Chen squinted her, walked straight to the sofa and patted her, "Sit down."

"You..." Yin Mo unconsciously scratched his slightly damp hair, "Are you going to blow my hair?"

He Chen smiled rather than smile, and said to the sofa, "Captain Yin wants to make hair."

Yin Mo stopped speaking, and sat down steadily, straightening his back, showing obvious stiffness in his movements.

The sound of the hair dryer is not too loud or too small. He Chen tested the temperature with his palm, and then reached out and gently stroked Yin Mo's long hair, "The temperature is right?"

"Um, yes."

He Chen heard the tension in her tone, and with a thought, he leaned over behind her ears, and joked in a particularly awkward manner, "Baby, why are you nervous about blowing your hair?"

Yin Mo always answers questions, "I'm not nervous, just...you are the first person to blow my hair."

The corners of He Chen's lips sank slightly, and his palms fell on her shoulders, his eyes scorchingly on Yin Mo's profile, "The British Emperor does not have a modeling room?"

"There are many, but I haven't been." Yin Mo tilted his head to face his eyes, his expression flat but serious.

He Chen couldn't tell what it was like in his heart. His chest was sour and swollen. He stroked Yin Mo's smooth long hair and asked her in a low voice, "Have you ever permed your hair?"

Yin Mo shook his head, "I usually cut it myself, and cut off the ends of my hair when it grows."

She is naturally curly, and her hair grows and falls down, forming long, fluffy, wavy hair.

He Chen bent over and kissed Yin Mo's head, and it took a long time to speak; "It's a coincidence that I also blow hair to a woman for the first time."

This is the first little thing they have experienced together.

Yin Mo looked up at He Chen, didn't ask much, but said something ruinous...Thank you.

He Chen knocked her head with his fingers, turned on the hair dryer again, and dried her long hair patiently.

This little thing is not earth-shattering, but Yin Mo is very unforgettable.

It took ten minutes for He Chen to finish blowing her hair. When the sound of the hair dryer stopped, Yin Mo rubbed the top of his head with tears in his eyes and even sniffed.

The scalp hurts...

Where does He Chen know how rude he was just now? He has no experience in blowing her hair. His rough fingertips scratched and rubbed her head, and the hair dryer was too close to the scalp. In short...very bad Experience.

But Yin Mo didn't say a word, so he stayed till the end.

He Chen keenly caught the sound of her sniffing, and smacked the tip of his tongue and put his chin on top of her head. "Captain Yin is so touched? Then I will blow your hair every day from now on, eh?"

Yin Mo stayed quiet for two seconds, moved aside abruptly, and whispered: "Don't press my scalp, it hurts."

He Chen didn't notice for a while, leaning forward abruptly, almost falling into the sofa.

He held the back of the sofa to stabilize his figure, leaned forward and took Yin Mo's shoulders, and when he looked intently, her eyes were red.

He Chen frowned and his handsome face sank a little, "Does it hurt?"

"Um..."

"Are you **** stupid?" He Chen pinched her face, his tone a bit fierce, "Why don't you make a noise when it hurts?"

Yin Mo rubbed his scalp and replied faintly, "It doesn't hurt too much."

She just didn't want to interrupt He Chen's interest, but also wanted to deeply appreciate the first time he gave it.

Of course, with his rude death technique, Yin Mo completely believed that he was blowing his hair on a woman for the first time.

He Chen pursed the corners of his lips, put his arms around Yin Mo's shoulders, and kissed her face, "Baby, blame me, I will pay attention next time."

……

At half past nine o'clock, He Chen and Yin Mo went out to Shang's Medicine Hall.

On the way, Yin Mo's cell phone rang. It was an unfamiliar number.

She only glanced at it, then hung up.

"Why don't you pick up?" He Chen caught this scene and said playfully, "Is there a dog outside?"

Yin Mo didn't answer yet, the vibration sounded again, and the other party struck over again perseveringly.

Seeing this, He Chen stared at Yin Mo, quickly grabbed the phone from her hand, and pressed to answer.

Yin Mo panicked, "Don't..."

He Chen already held his mobile phone to his ear, "Who?"

On the other side of the phone, the person who was going to speak suddenly fell silent.

He Chen sneered impatiently, "You don't talk on the phone, are you dumb?"

In the flashing light, Yin Mo didn't know what to think, so he slapped the phone in He Chen's hand and leaped forward to kiss him.

He Chen caught her off guard and turned his head to hide. Yin Mo's lips were printed on the corners of his mouth, "Baby, are you guilty or seduce..."