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However, Nangong Zeye, who returned to the bathroom again, was so angry by Han Xiaotu that he couldn't control himself.

This guy... fell asleep in the bathtub!

When Nangong Zeye walked to the bathtub, Han Xiaotu was leaning his head on the edge of the bathtub, submerged in the pool water, sleeping contentedly.

"Han Xiaotu, wake me up!"

Nangong Zeye went into a rage again, shaking Han Xiaotu's shoulder constantly, trying to wake her up.

"Hmm——" Han Xiaotu slowly opened his sleepy eyes, but his eyes were still hazy, "Master...Master...uh...I'm so sleepy...I want to sleep..."

As soon as she saw Nangong Zeye, Han Xiaotu stretched out her wet arms and wrapped them around his neck.

There is no way, the young master Nangong Zeye, who turned his identity into Han Xiaotu's "Old Madam" when he was away from home, has fully realized at this moment that it is useless to get angry and get angry.

If he still wants to sleep, he has to wash Han Xiaotu himself quickly!

"Han Xiaotu, don't move."

Nangong Zeye sighed, picked up the towel next to him, and began to scrub Han Xiaotu's body one by one.

For Han Xiaotu who was being served, this was a kind of enjoyment, but for Nangong Zeye who was serving others, it was simply a kind of torment.

It's a cruel feeling to put a pot of oily and fragrant braised pork in front of you but you can't eat it!

Although Nangong Zeye knew Han Xiaotu's body well since he was a child, but it was the first time to meet him so sincerely, and Nangong Zeye's gorgeous handsome face flushed again.

Nangong Zeye heaved a sigh of relief after finally taking a bath for Han Xiaotu.

After drying her body and putting Han Xiaotu on her nightgown, the young master carried her directly to the bed.

If you don't sleep, it will be dawn!

"Master—"

Nangong Zeye, who was about to go back to the bathroom to take a bath before going to sleep, was caught by Han Xiaotu inexplicably when he turned to leave.

Han Xiaotu sat up from the bed, held her hair with one hand, and looked innocently at Nangong Zeye with big eyes, "Master—hair—wet..."

Han Xiaotu's pink mouth pouted slightly, looking at her expression, she seemed very dissatisfied with her wet hair.

"..." There was no other way, Nangong Sawano had no choice but to fetch a hair dryer.

Insert the electric plug into the jack on the bedside table, press the switch, and the hair dryer will make a whirring sound of operation.

Soon, Nangong Zeye sat behind Han Xiaotu, holding a hair dryer in one hand, gently holding her little head in the other, and drying her hair pamperingly.

"Huhu——" Han Xiaotu's ears were filled with the whirring sound of the hair dryer. It was warm and soft, and it felt so comfortable blowing on her hair, so Han Xiaotu closed her eyes unconsciously. There was a smile in his eyes, and he murmured to himself like a child, "Hoo-hoo-so comfortable--"

Her expression was too comfortable, and Nangong Sawano, who was holding her hair and blow-drying it seriously, also had an extraordinarily gentle expression.

After Nangong Zeye dried Han Xiaotu's hair and turned off the hair dryer, Han Xiaotu fell backwards and lay in Nangong Zeye's arms.

Nangong Zeye was just about to say something, but when he saw Han Xiaotu's upturned sleeping face glowing with soft light, he finally pursed his lips and said nothing.

Gently moved away from Han Xiaotu's body, let her lie comfortably on the bed, Nangong Zeye lightly kissed Han Xiaotu's forehead, and then walked into the bathroom lightly.