Lu Haidong returned to the room and found that Yan Ruoxi was still in the bathroom and hadn't come out, so he grabbed a financial newspaper and sat on the sofa browsing it.
In the bathroom, Yan Ruoxi was soaking in the bathtub, thinking about many things. It wasn't until the water turned cold that she reached for a towel to dry herself, slipped on a bathrobe, grabbed a dry towel to wipe her hair, and pushed the door open to go out.
Lu Haidong heard the noise, looked up at her, and asked, "Are you done?"
"Mmm!"
Yan Ruoxi responded and went to sit at the dressing table.
Lu Haidong walked over, took the towel from her hand, and helped dry her hair. Then he picked up the hairdryer and gently started blow-drying her hair.
He smiled at Yan Ruoxi in the mirror and said, "Ruoxi, I love the feeling of your hair slipping through my fingers the most!"
"You've been blow-drying my hair for so many years, and you're not tired of it yet?"
