"Oh, maybe I just saw it wrong." Jiang Nian showed no guilt at all.
After speaking, he looked up at the sky.
"You!" Wang Yuhe was about to throw a barrage of tiny punches when a flash of realization crossed her mind, and her eyes suddenly dimmed.
"Are you… keeping some secrets from me? You all know, but I'm the only one who doesn't!"
Uh oh, being isolated.
"No, no." Chen Yunyun immediately stepped forward, gently hugged Wang Yuhe, and briefly explained a few things.
Of course, she left out the matter of Jiang Nian touching her waist and only mentioned the hair blowing related matters.
Wang Yuhe was half-convinced, "Really?"
Jiang Nian glanced at her, saying only one thing.
"Believe first, question later."
The hairdryer was just a fluffed excuse; the classroom was unsuitable, so naturally, they needed another place to blow-dry hair.
