Little Pet obediently sat down there.
Bo Siye found a hairdryer and plugged it into the socket.
After she sat down, he reached out and untied the towel.
Soft black hair cascaded down her back.
Her hair quality was excellent, silky and soft.
A faint fragrance.
The heart of the young boy was also lured by the scent.
Bo Siye pursed his lips, trying hard to restrain himself.
Holding a comb, he gently brushed her hair.
He had been doing this since they were kids, so he was very skilled and adept at it.
Bo Chong'er loved her big brother blowing her hair; it was more comfortable than any salon, never once pulling painfully.
His fingers gently stroked her hair as the comb slowly descended.
When his fingers accidentally touched her hair, Bo Chong'er shivered, her whole body trembling.
"What's wrong? Did it pull your hair?" As soon as she moved, he stopped and asked, worried.
"No, no." Bo Chong'er shook her head, her heart beating irregularly.
