First Time Drying Someone Else's Hair

Xu Jiaojiao's back was facing him, and her head was banging against the wall as she muttered, "It's over, it's all over."

Her unintentional actions were adorable and silly. Qi Shenbai could not help but smile.

Xu Jiaojiao was still immersed in her own thoughts, pondering how she should face him when he came out later.

Before she could think clearly, she crashed into a hard, warm chest.

It was hard, but it was softer and hotter than a wall. Xu Jiaojiao was stunned. She looked up and met a pair of smiling eyes.

"Stop torturing yourself." Qi Shenbai raised his eyebrows and met her wet eyes as if he wanted to suck her in.

"Huh?"

Before Xu Jiaojiao could react, Qi Shenbai placed a finger on her forehead and used his other hand to support the back of her head, moving her away.

"Isn't hitting the wall self-torture? You're not that smart to begin with. The more you hit the wall, the more brain cells you lose."