Hearing the words of the night, Mu Xiaoqi stared.

Blow his hair? What on earth is this face skin made of? When did she say she wanted to blow his hair?!

While Mu Xiaoqi blew his beard and stared at him, the night scene was still tasting Yuntong without incident and eating with relish. It seemed that he really heard Mu Xiaoqi's words about helping him blow his hair, so it was natural and straightforward.

Look at Mu Xiaoqi's immobility, he actually sold miserably: "In fact, it's okay not to blow. It's natural to do it after a long time."

Mu Xiaoqi really doesn't want to pay attention to him,...