Ye Wangchuan looked at the shallow dark circles under the girl's eyelids, and his voice unconsciously relaxed: "Niannian, do you know where the hair dryer is placed?"

Qiao Nian didn't sleep all night, so she was really sleepy, not to mention that he helped her wipe her hair without any problems, which made people want to sleep even more.

Hearing this, he reluctantly cheered up and pointed to the direction of the bathroom: "Then."

Qiao Nian was afraid that he would not be able to find it, so she lazily added: "In the bathroom drawer."

Ye Wangchuan quickly went to the bathroom drawer to find the hair dryer, plugged it in, chose the first gear of the warm air, stood behind her again, and patiently helped her blow her hair.

Qiao Nian was already sleepy, and the warm wind blew on her hair, so she wanted to go to bed even more.

In order to avoid her falling asleep, she forced herself to keep an eye on her mind and thought for a while, and asked, "By the way, Master Wang, what clothes will I wear to have for dinner later?"

The more she called Wang Ye Huanyue, the more she was, the more she was, but she didn't have the respect of Gu San and the others. Every time she called this name, she always had a hint of interest, as if she was hiding a small hook, which was seductive.

Ye Wangchuan breathed slightly and returned to normal. He pushed away her black hair that had fallen to her brow bone, and slowly changed the angle to help her blow her hair with a hair dryer. While speaking in a slow tone, he said: "Look at you."

Qiao Nian's eyes finally opened a little, glanced at him wildly, curled up the corners of her mouth, and said lazy and lazy: "Look at me? Look at me, I'm the ones I usually wear."

"I don't care if you don't think it's too casual to see my elders when I wear it like this."

She was wearing only this anyway. Shen Qiongzhi used to say that she was wearing dull clothes, not as energetic as Qiao Chen and could not show off.

She didn't know what her elders should wear, but she could only wear these things according to her.

Ye Wangchuan blew to her head silently, rubbing her hair with a slight doting smell: "A few people have dinner at noon, all of you are acquaintances. My aunt Ye Lan and Chenchen, another old man

.He is not as serious as you think. You will know when you see him. He is easy to get along with, and you don’t care about these external things. Just treat it as a daily meal.”

"..." He is a common occurrence with Mr. Ye? If Qiao Nian hadn't known Mr. Ye's identity, he would have thought he was talking about books.

That person is a person who can be on TV even when he goes out.

Ye Wangchuan was really not worried about these things, and continued in a very normal tone: "What's more, I'm here and I'll stand in front of you. You don't have to worry about eating."

Qiao Nian turned his head when she heard this, and Hei Tong looked at him thoughtfully, then pursed her lips and didn't say anything. She seemed to be in a good mood, turning her head and lowering her eyelashes: "I'll just wear what you said yourself."

Ye Wangchuan curled the corners of his mouth and gently helped her blow her hair again: "I said, wear whatever I want, you can wear it, how comfortable you feel."

Mr. Ye is also struggling with this issue in the old house of Ye family.

Today he changed into a bright navy blue double-breasted Zhongshan suit. He rigorously tidyed every fold of his clothes and ironed them neatly and put them on his body. He stood in front of the mirror and looked at it for a long time, smoothing the wrinkles on the collar and then returning.

Overthrow it, and asked the butler standing next to him.

“How does this outfit look like?”
Chapter completed!