The most beautiful place in the world (36)

As Lin weiyue sat, she gradually felt as if her hair had dried up.

The warm air made her feel very comfortable.

Lin weiyue thought that it would be great if there were such skills in the modern world. It would be the most convenient to wash hair and it would dry quickly.

And with this kind of skill, he could do a lot of things, right?

Lin weiyue's mind began to wander and she was so distracted that she completely forgot that beiming Qinghan was behind her.

Beiming Qinghan's internal energy was transferred to Lin weiyue's hair gently.

After Lin weiyue's hair dried, it floated slightly with the heat. Some of her hair brushed against beiming Qinghan's fingers, soft and smooth like feathers. It had a slightly ticklish arc, as if it was brushing against his heart.

Beiming Qinghan's expression changed slightly. At this moment, she felt that time was peaceful.

Moreover, Lin weiyue had just taken a bath and her body was exuding a light and elegant fragrance.