This kind of contact made Qin Qingnan more and more restless, and he was extremely satisfied inside.
However, Lin Ziran was getting angrier and angrier. She always felt that he was doing it on purpose but couldn't pinpoint exactly how, which left her feeling like she was sitting on pins and needles.
Finally, the girl with the explosive temper couldn't hold back any longer, "Hey, are you deliberately taking advantage of me?"
"Cough, what are you talking about, it's done." As he spoke, Qin Qingnan put away the hairdryer and turned around with a sneaky smile.
Lin Ziran glared at him, feeling like she had suffered a loss without being able to voice it, frustrated with nowhere to vent. She fiercely gulped down two mouthfuls of brown sugar water and the next second, scalded by the heat, spat it all out.
