Chapter 394

There were only her things here, but slowly, there were razors, aftershave, men's clean noodles, frost, and so on.

It seemed that this place had become another living place on Guhua Road.

Jessica lowered her eyes, heaved a sigh of relief, tidied up the bottles, and then washed underwears.

Blake held his arms and leaned against the door frame, watching the woman sitting on a small stool, rubbing his clothes with her hands full of foam.

Her hair was wrapped in a hair hat, and a few strands of hair fell off her cheeks, wetting her pajamas.

Blake walked in and took off her dry hat. He took out a hairdryer to blow it for her.

Her hair was thick, soft, and she never burned it, so it was very smooth. it felt like silk.

Blake watched her long, silky hair pass through his fingers and then gently fall on her back.

The white of his palm and the black of her hair formed a sharp contrast.

As if he had gotten some fun, Blake's fingers rolled around her hair. The sound of hairdryer and clot