Holding a hairdryer in her hand, looking at the man sitting there, Baili Xia felt a slight sense of doubt in her heart.
Why did she go to the bathroom to get the hairdryer so naturally, without even thinking about it?
Why does she always feel a familiar and heart-wrenching sensation when she sees this scene before her...
She shook her head, trying to shake off those messy thoughts.
Baili Xia walked behind Mu Xiaojiu with the hairdryer, plugged it in, and started drying his hair.
Mu Xiaojiu surprisingly cooperated by placing the document on the coffee table, sitting upright to allow Baili Xia to tend to his hair.
But what he didn't consider was that by sitting upright, his hair was too high, making it inconvenient for Baili Xia.
At 1.9 meters tall, even sitting down, he appeared tall compared to her, barely over 1.6 meters, a shortie.
Baili Xia was also helpless, as among girls, she wasn't considered too short.
