While Cui Youqi was taking a bath, Kim Taeyeon sat back on the sofa. When she turned her head, she saw that his coat was lying randomly on the sofa, and one sleeve was hanging almost 2 centimeters on the floor.

She had no choice but to get up again, help him pick up the clothes, and hang them on the sofa again.

A burst of lavender fragrance reached Kim Taeyeon's nose. She frowned, sniffed hard again, and locked her eyes on Cui Youqi's coat.

Once again, she brought the clothes from the sofa to her nose, and after a slight sniff, Kim Taeyeon was sure that it smelled like this coat.

Is this... the smell of his new softener?

A faint doubt arose in Kim Taeyeon's heart, she put down her clothes, sat back on the sofa, and began to think wildly.

Until Cui Youqi came out of the bathroom, wearing a white oversize T-shirt, a pair of black sweatpants, a towel covering his head, and all wet.

While wiping his head, he looked towards the living room. Kim Taeyeon was sitting on the sofa, ignoring the TV in front of her and staring at the coffee table blankly.

Cui Youqi quietly walked up to her and squatted down: "What is Nuna doing?"

As if she was startled by his words, Kim Taeyeon shuddered, her head suddenly turned to his side, her eyes widened.

"Hey Yigu, Miane, are you scared?" Cui Youqi quickly reached out and touched Kim Taeyeon's head and smoothed her hair.

Kim Taeyeon breathed a sigh of relief when she saw it was Cui Youqi, and then punched Cui Youqi across the coffee table: "You scared me to death."

"Didn't I already apologize?" Cui Youqi touched her head again, then put his hands on the coffee table and put his head in front of Kim Taeyeon: "Damn you, I disturbed His Highness. I didn't know His Highness was thinking.

What?"

"Mo?" Kim Taeyeon smiled and pushed away the head in front of her.

"Ah, why is your hair still wet?"

He took back his right hand that had just pushed Cui Youqi away in disgust, and then wiped it on Cui Youqi's clothes, with a set of movements that were smooth and smooth.

Cui Youqi:......

"What about you?"

"I washed my hair."

"I asked you why you didn't dry it off?"

"I'm wiping it. Do you want to help me?" With that said, Cui Youxi walked around the coffee table and sat next to Kim Taeyeon, looking at her with bright eyes.

"Why not use a hair dryer?"

"It's so troublesome." A look of disgust appeared on his face, "It'll be over in a while."

On weekdays, Cui Youqi usually does other things after taking a shower. After the things are done, his hair will naturally dry. But if he uses a hair dryer, he can only blow his hair in those boring and long minutes.

Do it.

"It's no trouble, just go and blow your hair."

"No, Nu Na, wipe it for me." Cui Youqi shook his head vigorously, causing the water droplets on his hair to splash everywhere, and naturally fell on Kim Taeyeon's face.

"Ah! Cui Youqi!"

She wiped off the water droplets on her face with one hand, then stood up and punched Cui Youqi. Being interrupted by Cui Youqi, she had no time to worry about where the lavender fragrance on her clothes came from.

The only thought in her mind now is: First, clean up the young man in front of her who splashed water on her face.

Because he was worried about Kim Taeyeon's toes, Cui Youqi did not dare to dodge and could only let Kim Taeyeon's fist fall on him.

He screamed "Ouch, ouch", causing Kim Taeyeon to roar even more intensely: "Ah! What's your name! I didn't even try hard."

Cui Youqi leaned back on the sofa, with a smiling face, which made Kim Taeyeon angrier and angrier. The few blows she gave him didn't relieve her anger at all. However, his head was wet and he couldn't do anything, and his breath was stuck in his chest.

I can't spit it out.

Seeing the towel between Cui Youqi's neck, Kim Taeyeon suddenly grabbed it with both hands and pulled it away.

Cui Youqi felt a sudden force on his neck pulling him up.

"Okay, don't you want me to wipe your head? I'll wipe it for you now!" Kim Taeyeon had a fierce look in her eyes, gritted her teeth, put the towel on Cui Youqi's head, and began to rub it vigorously.

"Ouch! Nu, I was wrong!" Cui Youqi felt as if his head was being kicked like a football, spinning back and forth uncontrollably, and his brain was almost shaking.

Two seconds later, the discharge of the paper man ended. Kim Taeyeon stopped panting, took Cui Youqi's head off, and looked at her: "Is that wrong?"

"Wrong."

"Do you dare to do it next time?"

"How dare you."

"Huh?"

Seeing that Kim Taeyeon was about to get angry again, Cui Youqi sat up straight, hugged Kim Taeyeon who was standing between his legs, and looked up at her: "I want Nu Na to wipe my head."<

/p>

……

In the living room of Cui Youqi's dormitory, he was sitting cross-legged on the sofa. Kim Taeyeon was standing in front of him, still holding the white towel in her hand, covering Cui Youqi's head and wiping it gently.

That's right, Kim Taeyeon still relented. Looking at Cui Youqi's pitiful look that she knew she was pretending, and her hair that was messed up by herself, she had a long ideological struggle.

She sighed, despising herself for not being able to resist the temptation of beauty, but picked up the towel and wiped his head.

Cui Youqi raised his head, squinted his eyes, raised the corners of his mouth in a big arc, held his ankles with both hands, and let Kim Taeyeon's little hands fiddle with his hair through the towel.

During this period, his fingers pressed certain acupuncture points on his head from time to time, causing Cui Youqi to feel itchy and his neck receded, looking as happy as a Shiba Inu being groomed by its owner.

Kim Taeyeon laughed angrily at first, this person would actually enjoy it. Then, the movements of her hands slowed down, and her heart seemed to be wrapped in a warm current.

Cui Youqi looks more and more like an ordinary person in front of her. He will feel frustrated, flustered, sometimes rogue, and sometimes acting coquettishly.

And these looks of Cui Youqi are the looks that he has never shown in front of others, and are unique between the two of them.

The hands that were still wiping turned into a gentle caress. Feeling the power on the top of his head becoming almost non-existent, Cui Youqi opened his eyes and met Kim Taeyeon's eyes that were so gentle that they were almost dripping with water.<

/p>

His eyes also became profound, and a flame burned in his heart, as if there was a force in the dark that attracted him to approach her.

At some point, Cui Youqi's hands had grasped the slender waist in front of him, and his crossed legs were spread apart on the floor, sandwiching Kim Taeyeon's.

At this moment, his five senses became extremely clear. He felt the towel slipping from the top of his head, one hand holding his ears, and another hand sliding from the top of his head to the back of his head, intertwining his fingers in his hair.

His body was not under the control of his brain. He wrapped his hands around his waist, which was less than a grasp, and tightened his arms to keep them close to his chest. Neither the light nor the air in the room interfered.

Land.

On the tip of his nose, in addition to the refreshing and clean scent of bergamot that came with him after bathing, there was also the smell of silky and dense vanilla ice cream that did not belong to him.

He raised his head higher and higher, his gaze never wanting to move away from his almond-shaped eyes, and the sofa between his legs seemed to have sunk in.

The heartbeat of "dong dong, dong dong, dong dong" rang in his ears, making him unable to tell whether it was his or hers.

However, he had no time to care about anything else. A small face came closer and closer to him, and her hair brushed his face from time to time, ready to move from his cheeks to his lips to his throat.

The two of them hugged each other with their breaths falling apart. Kim Taeyeon slowly closed her eyes, as if she had handed over the decision-making power to Cui Youqi's hands, but the fingers on the back of Cui Youqi's head were still there.

Caressing.

Cui Youqi straightened his back and finally kissed his Gesang flower...

Fireworks exploded in his heart, pouring joy into his body, and the singing of the choir that came from the church when he accidentally passed by it many years ago rang in his ears...

After a long time, the lips parted, and the burning body slowly calmed down like the bright moonlight outside the window.

Cui Youqi hugged Kim Taeyeon into his arms, and the two clung to each other tightly, with his chin pressed against her cute and cute neck.

The warm breath in his ears made Cui Youqi rub his head uncomfortably against the side of Kim Taeyeon's neck.

"Itchy~"

Kim Taeyeon hummed softly in his ear, and the hand around his neck rubbed the back of his head.

"Nuna, I like you, I like you very much." Cui Youqi buried his head in the crook of her neck and said in a husky voice, "Be my girlfriend~"

Kim Taeyeon raised the corners of her mouth, closed her eyes, leaned into Cui Youxi's arms again, and reached out to touch the top of his head.
Chapter completed!