"This hair won't dry quickly, bro, why don't you help me slowly dry it, and I can catch some sleep!" He Zhilan suddenly stood up and pulled He Teng to the bed.
First, she had He Teng sit on the edge of the bed, then she climbed onto the bed, rolled up the blanket, placed her head on He Teng's legs and looked up at a speechless He Teng, "In this way, you dry it and I can get some sleep. Wake me up when it's dry!"
As she spoke, He Zhilan really closed her eyes and prepared to sleep, and He Teng lost the thought of pulling her up.
Just as He Zhilan herself said, although she's teasing He Teng, she was indeed tired. Lying on He Teng's legs, she fell asleep in no time.
He Zhilan's hair was indeed very long. Only after the towel could absorb no more moisture from her hair did He Teng finally cast the towel aside. He looked down at He Zhilan, saw her sound asleep, gently nudged her and didn't wake her. He then thought to see if she had left the keys to her room in her pajama pocket.