Chapter 380: Chapter 354: Did She Say She Wanted to Kiss?
Watching Ji Sang looking , Fu Yisi, who had just mentioned the presence of many onlookers, suddenly bent down and kissed above her eyelids.
Ji Sang suddenly became somewhat nervous, gripping the edge of Fu Yisi’s clothes, holding her breath completely.
But Fu Yisi just pecked her eyelids a few times and showed no intention of going any further.
Ji Sang looked at Fu Yisi with slight confusion and disappointment in her eyes; the man chuckled softly, then tousled her hair a few times.
“More kisses when we get back.”
Did she say she wanted to kiss?
She certainly did not.
Knocking on the proud air between Ji Sang’s brows and eyes, Fu Yisi just smiled silently, taking her hand and walking towards where the car was parked. Naturally, Cao Zheng and Wu Jing, who were behind them, were completely ignored by the two.
It’s about a half-hour drive from the hotel to the harbor, and this was already the best hotel near the harbor that Fu Yisi could accept.
Upon entering, Ji Sang made a beeline for the bathroom, which Fu Yisi had already checked out.
“Hot water is on the left, the burgundy one is the shower gel, and the black one is the shampoo.”
There was a bathtub inside, but Fu Yisi was very clear that Ji Sang was in no mood to take a bath right now.
Ji Sang gave a quick acknowledgement.
Meanwhile, Fu Yisi picked out a set of clothes from Ji Sang’s suitcase, decisively choosing sleepwear over outerwear.
There wasn’t much to see in this city anyway; it was better to rest up at the hotel.
Of course, this was just Fu Yisi’s own idea.
Thinking that Ji Sang would need some time to blow-dry and care for her hair after bathing, Fu Yisi called the hotel to have a serving of porridge sent up first.
When it was about time, and just before Ji Sang was about to come out, Fu Yisi picked up the clothes prepared to be delivered, but unexpectedly, Ji Sang emerged wrapped in just the bathrobe.
Fu Yisi raised his eyebrows slightly.
He thought she would ask him to bring the clothes in.
Ji Sang’s cheeks were flushed, either from the steam in the bathroom or for some other reason; her gaze shifted downwards, landed on the clothes in Fu Yisi’s hand, then quickly darted away.
Seeing the porridge placed on the table, she hurriedly said,
“Did you order porridge?”
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Ji Sang promptly sat down on the sofa, avoiding looking behind her.
Fu Yisi glanced at Ji Sang’s back for a moment, then his gaze fell on the clothes in his hand. A cunning light dwelled in the man’s eyes, and his lips suddenly curved up.
Having emerged from the bathroom, Ji Sang continued to sit on the sofa, sipping the porridge.
She drank somewhat hastily, as if trying to hide something.
Fu Yisi brought out the hair dryer.
Ji Sang didn’t dare look into Fu Yisi’s eyes, nodding repeatedly.
“Then have a few more bites, I’ll dry your hair, and you can continue to eat.”
At this point, the shoulders of the bathrobe were already damp.
After scanning a few mouthfuls, Ji Sang obediently put down her chopsticks.
Thankfully, the sofa was positioned near the window, conveniently next to a power outlet, so there was no need to change positions.
Fu Yisi was already very skilled at the task of blow-drying Ji Sang’s hair. He gauged the distance of the hair dryer perfectly, as well as the pressure in his hands.
Ji Sang quite enjoyed Fu Yisi’s service, closing her eyes slightly.
But gradually, she noticed something amiss.
When her hair was 70 percent dry, the airflow from the hair dryer began to shift away from her scalp.
It was vaguely targeting her back and neck, even below the neck.
Her hair was rather long, falling below her shoulders.
How could it be blowing in that spot?
“The shoulders here got wet, so I’m drying that too.”