Seeing her hair was still damp, he couldn't help but urge, "You should use a hairdryer to dry your hair."
"I don't want to, it feels uncomfortable."
"What if you catch a cold?" It was pouring rain outside, and the weather wasn't clearing up. It would take a long time for her hair to dry naturally.
An Baobei was just too lazy to dry it herself. Hearing Ning Zihan's words, she cheerfully moved a chair and sat with her back to Ning Zihan, right in front of him, "Then you help me dry it!"
Ning Zihan felt An Baobei was pushing her luck. He didn't really want to bother with An Baobei, but seeing her hair tips were dripping water, and if not dried, she might really catch a cold. He turned to the bathroom, grabbed his hairdryer, and started drying her hair.
An Baobei was playfully swinging her legs while enjoying Ning Zihan drying her hair, and she also said, "Ning Zihan, don't be so sudden like that again. It makes people feel uncomfortable inside."
