Can't You Be Gentler

"Can't you be gentler!" Mu Xiaoxiao shouted.

Yin Shaojie was forced to be more gentle. "Is this okay?"

"That's better…" Mu Xiaoxiao smiled as she nodded before closing her eyes to enjoy his service.

Usually, Yin Shaojie would take a short time to dry his hair because male hair was shorter. Sometimes he wouldn't even need a minute.

But even after he dried her hair for a few minutes, it was still wet.

He furrowed his brow. "Female hair is really troublesome. You gotta take so long to dry it. Don't you get tired when you dry it yourself?"

"Of course, it's the same when blow drying the hair. My hands get all tired," Mu Xiaoxiao replied, her head swaying together with his movements, which made her look like a kitten.

Yin Shaojie suddenly felt that it was a pretty good idea to dry her hair to be able to see such a lovely side of her.

"It won't get dry if we do it like this, will it?" he asked.