"su ~su ~su ~"
At night, Huang Jun held a hair dryer, gently blowing the damp strands of hair of Qingqing and Weiwei, who had just finished bathing and whose skin emitted a fresh scent.
The hot wind brushed past...
Not only did it carry away the droplets in their hair, but also brought warmth and comfort, making the two little ones unknowingly squint their eyes in the warm breeze, revealing expressions of utter comfort...
So adorable!
Weiwei looked at the playful strands of hair blocking her view, couldn't help but pout her pink lips and gently blow the strands, causing them to flutter like light feathers dancing in the air, displaying a sense of unrestrained freedom.
Finally, she couldn't resist reaching out her chubby little hand and lightly patting the chubby arm of Qingqing beside her, boasting: "Hehe~ Sister, look at me... Look at me, my hair in front is flying, look quickly, look quickly..."
"Huh?" Qingqing's eyes sparkled with curiosity: "How did you do it?"
