After hearing the screams beside him, Liang Huan was slightly stunned and quickly put down the wet rag in his hand.

He watched the water slowly flow down Song Jiaxi's forehead, and the bangs on her forehead were wet.

"Sorry, sorry, I didn't mean it..." Liang Huan hurriedly wiped Song Jiaxi's head with his sleeve. When he had almost wiped it up, when he lifted his sleeves, the bangs on Song Jiaxi's forehead had already been rubbed into a mess by him, like weeds in the wasteland, and were placed on his forehead in a row.

"Puff..." Liang Huan looked at the scene in front of him and couldn't help laughing.

Song Jiaxi: “…”

She turned to look at her reflection on the window glass, and suddenly felt desperate inside.

Perhaps the expression on her face looked too unloving. After Liang Huan finished laughing, she seemed to finally realize that something was wrong. He quickly lowered the smile on his lips and said sincerely to Song Jiaxi: "Sorry... cough... I didn't mean to laugh at you."

Song Jiaxi: “…”

This senior...is a devil!!

Liang Huan suppressed his smile and looked at Song Jiaxi in front of him. He suddenly held her cheeks with both hands, his eyes drooped slightly, and his voice said to her gently: "It doesn't matter, even if the bangs are messy, you are still very cute!"

His fingertips were a little cold, and touched her cheeks, instantly making her face turn red.

Song Jiaxi quickly turned his head and reached out to knock off his hand, stuttering, "You... don't you know you're going to squeeze the rag dry when you wipe the window?"

Liang Huan pursed her lips and smiled and said, "Sorry... This is the first time I have cleaned the window in my life..."

Song Jiaxi: “…”

You haven't even wiped the windows, why are you here to help!? Are you here to help you too much?

She glanced at Liang Huan speechlessly, silently picked up her rag, carried her bucket, and turned around to walk towards another window.

Liang Huan hurriedly stepped on his long legs and followed: "I really didn't mean it. After the event is over, I'll take you to the hair salon to wash your hair. Sorry, I'm really sorry."

"It's okay..." Song Jiaxi said in a muffled voice: "I'll just go back to the dormitory to wash it myself."

"No, I'm the one who wet your hair, so I must be responsible." Liang Huan grabbed Song Jiaxi's wrist and looked at her very seriously and said, "Senior is not the kind of irresponsible person."

Song Jiaxi raised her head, and the winter sun shone on him, sprinkling a warmth between the two of them. His deep eyes were filled with a faint smile and tenderness. At that moment, she seemed to see the gentle angel.

But this...it sounds like, for some reason, but it seems a bit ambiguous?

Song Jiaxi hesitated for a moment, but finally blushed and nodded in agreement.

Seeing that she agreed to her, a bright smile suddenly appeared on Liang Huan's handsome cheek.

Song Jiaxi looked at the bright smile on his face and felt that his little heart was jumping rapidly in his chest.

Senior... he looks so pretty... Who can stand smiling at people like this!!

Song Jiaxi bit her lip, turned around quickly, took the rag, and pretended that she was wiping the glass seriously.
Chapter completed!