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Chapter 320 "If I knew, wouldn't this be a big deal?"

Wen Yuan's eyes flickered, and the corners of his mouth curled up imperceptibly.

He paused, "Do you really want to wash?"

Song Yuge nodded, "Really."

The man sighed softly, "Then wash it, but don't wash it for too long."

"OK."

"I'll have someone prepare clothes for you."

After saying that, Wen Yuan turned around and walked out.

After a while, the maid came in and pushed a mobile clothes rack over.

"Miss Song, these are the home clothes and underwear prepared for you."

Song Yuge was silent for a moment, too tired to ask why there were so many of her clothes in the villa.

After what happened last night, she is now relatively calm.

She took it casually and nodded slightly, "Thank you."

"You're welcome."

The servant said, "Miss Song, if you need anything, please call me."

……

Song Yuge took a quick shower.

She was still hesitating whether to wash her hair.

But after seeing herself in the mirror, she decisively chose to wash.

Wen Yuan waited outside for a while, staring at the time, and saw that Song Yuge had not come out.

He knocked on the bedroom door, "Yu Ge."

There was no sound inside.

Wen Yuan paused, and without hesitation, he pressed the door handle, opened the door and walked in.

He glanced around and didn't see any girls in the bedroom.

But there was a sound of dripping water coming from the bathroom.

Wen Yuan looked at his watch, frowned slightly, and walked to the bathroom door.

"Yuge."

The sound of water stopped.

Song Yuge took a towel and wrapped her hair, then said, "Right away."

She tried her best to dry the dripping water from the ends of her hair, then changed the towel and grabbed it in her hand before opening the door.

Wen Yuan raised his eyes and met the girl's wet eyes.

His eyes touched her wet hair and he frowned, "Why did you wash your hair?"

Song Yuge wiped his hair and said vaguely, "Itchy."

The man had no choice but to reach out and pull her to the sofa in the living room.

"sit down."

Song Yuge glanced at the sofa and sat down obediently.

Wen Yuan turned and left, and came back with a hair dryer in his hand.

Song Yuge saw what he was holding in his hand at a glance, and was obviously stunned for a moment, "I... I'll do it."

As she spoke, she was about to reach out to take the hair dryer.

Unexpectedly, Wen Yuan avoided him.

He calmly plugged it in and looked at her, "Take the towel away."

The tone was very calm, but there was a sense of urgency.

Song Yuge: "..."

She silently took the towel away.

Wen Yuan paused, then turned on the hair dryer and blew her hair.

His movements were obviously clumsy and cautious.

The sound of the hair dryer humming, the warm wind blowing long hair, the temperature in the air gradually rising.

It took nearly twenty minutes for Song Yuge's long hair to be completely dry.

The sound of the hairdryer stopped.

Song Yuge scratched his dry hair and finally breathed a sigh of relief.

There was no movement behind me.

Song Yuge glanced back and saw Wen Yuan frowning, looking at a strand of hair in his palm, "......?"

She looked at him for a while, and he seemed to be in a trance. After a pause, she couldn't help but ask, "What are you looking at?"

Hearing the voice, Wen Yuan came back to his senses and his eyes fell on her face, "You..."

Song Yuge: “?”

Wen Yuan lowered his eyes to look at the hair, paused, and handed it over, "I'm sorry, I was too careless just now and broke your hair."

Song Yuge: “???”

She looked at him for a moment with her eyes slightly widened. "You really don't know?"

Wen Yuan looked bewildered, "What should I know?"

Song Yuge said with a complicated expression, "Who doesn't have hair loss these days? It's normal for girls to lose hair after washing it."

Wen Yuan frowned, "Is that so?"

"……if not?"

Song Yuge was silent for a few seconds, scratched his hair, and then stretched out his hand, "Hey."

Sure enough, there were two hairs in the palm of her hand.

Wen Yuan's brows never relaxed as he looked at these strands of hair.

Seeing him like this, Song Yuge couldn't help but want to laugh and coughed lightly, "It seems that you really don't know anything about girls."

Wen Yuan slowly tightened his fingers, his eyes fell on her face, and he raised his eyebrows slightly.

He made no secret of his feelings, "If I knew, wouldn't it be a big deal?"

Song Yuge inexplicably understood what he meant, "..."

She looked away awkwardly, "I'm hungry, is there anything to eat?"

A gentle smile flashed across Wen Yuan's eyes, and he hummed, "Yes, what do you want to eat?"

Song Yuge thought for a moment, "Can I eat meat? My mouth feels bitter."