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Fortunately, that guy, Bauer, had prepared all the utensils in the room, and the AC plugged the hair dryer into the electric socket, ready to blow Xia Jiaoyang's hair.

"I'll do it myself." Xia Jiaoyang said, reaching out to take the blower from AC's hand.

He looked at AC's wet clothes again: "Go back to your room and take a bath, and change into dry clothes."

"I'm fine." AC said, avoiding Xia Jiaoyang's hand and turned on the blower to dry her hair.

Xia Jiaoyang was a little speechless. She only had a crippled leg, and it wasn't that her hands were also crippled. As for AC, would he have to do everything in person?

It's not like she's completely lost the ability to live!

"Go as soon as I tell you!" Xia Jiaoyang snatched the hair dryer and said with no refusal.

No one is an iron man. After such a heavy and cold rain, since she needs a hot bath to keep out the cold, why doesn't she need AC?

AC was not good at chatting in the first place, and because of his status, when he and Xia Jiaoyang were together, he would always follow Xia Jiaoyang's orders. Now that he was yelled at by Xia Jiaoyang, he didn't know what to say.

"You...you'll catch a cold if you don't dry your hair." AC looked at Xia Jiaoyang's dripping hair and said.

"Yes, I'll catch a cold if I don't blow dry my hair, what about you? Will you catch a cold like this now?" Xia Jiaoyang asked back while holding the hair dryer.

"Now, go back to your room to take a shower and change clothes, and come back later."

Xia Jiaoyang ordered again.

"I blow my hair myself," she said.

The clothes on AC's body were already completely wet. He was wearing a white shirt, which was tightly attached to his body. His wheat-colored chest muscles were looming. Xia Jiaoyang looked away from AC's body unnaturally.

These people around her are really evil if they are pulled out!

"Okay then, Second Miss, if you have anything to do, call me." AC couldn't hold on any longer, so he stood up and planned to go back to the next room.

"Ah... that's right!" Xia Jiaoyang suddenly called out to AC again.

AC turned around, his deep eyes fixed on Xia Jiaoyang, "What else does Second Miss want?"

"Help me find a dress." Xia Jiaoyang said.

She can't just sit on the sofa with a towel wrapped around her all the time, and she has to blow-dry her hair later on. If she moves, won't the towel fall off?

Xia Jiaoyang's expression was still unnatural. In fact, he was in a hurry to ask AC to change clothes, and sometimes he would drive AC away.

AC didn't show any special expression, nodded, walked to the wardrobe, opened the door of the wardrobe, looked around with his blue eyes, and reached out to get a nightdress for Xia Jiaoyang.

Handing the nightgown to Xia Jiaoyang, AC gave Xia Jiaoyang a faint look, turned around and left, and closed the door gently.

In the room, Xia Jiaoyang was sitting on the sofa, waiting for AC to go out, but he didn't stay idle.

He took the large towel off his body and wiped his wet hair.

In fact, Xia Jiaoyang hadn't showered for several days because of being hospitalized, traveling, and the inconvenience of men and women. Now after taking a bath, Xia Jiaoyang felt much more comfortable.

After wiping the water droplets from his hair almost dry, Xia Jiaoyang picked up his clothes and dressed himself.

Things that a normal person can do in just a few minutes are a bit difficult for her.

After finally changing his clothes, Xia Jiaoyang moved his unconscious legs, and then picked up the blower to dry his hair.