After rebirth, I chased her green tea bestie first

After half an hour, the beauty came out of the bath.

Without the bloated clothes and glasses, Zhang Jingjing's sealed beauty and figure were immediately released, and her body was filled with a refreshing fragrance.

The only discordant thing was that the iron bangs in front of her forehead, even though they were wet, still insisted on their mission, covering her forehead and eyebrows tightly.

"Jingjing, let me help you blow your hair."

Hao Pingfan couldn't stand it anymore, took the hair dryer, stood up, and came behind Zhang Jingjing.

Zhang Jingjing didn't refuse, but lowered her head with a red face, and her eyes kept flickering.

"Huh~"

The sound of the hair dryer sounded, and Hao Pingfan's hand was inserted into Zhang Jingjing's thick black hair, and a soft and smooth feeling came to him, as if he was touching silk.

After roughly drying the hair at the back, Hao Pingfan reached out and gently lifted the bangs in front, and at the same time touched the smooth and delicate forehead, which was obviously hot.

This is shy.

Hao Pingfan couldn't help but smile, but he didn't make a joke and continued to blow dry his hair.

After spending some time blowing the bangs to both sides with a hair dryer, Hao Pingfan found two clips to fix it, and finally let the fair and warm oval face fully show.

"Not bad, it looks good this way."

After a few minutes, Hao Pingfan let go of Zhang Jingjing and took a few steps away to admire it carefully.

The more you look, the more amazing it is!

The charm of a girl when she comes out of the bath will increase a few points out of thin air, not to mention that Zhang Jingjing is still in the state of opening the seal.

Skin that is as soft as a baby's, eyes like black pearls, a straight nose, rosy lips... plus the right shyness and weak posture, people can't help but have the urge to step forward and protect her.

Zhang Jingjing saw herself in this state through the mirror, but she felt like she was not wearing any clothes. She felt uncomfortable all over and hurriedly wanted to put on her glasses.

Hao Pingfan would naturally not allow it and stopped her:

"You are not allowed to wear it!

There are no outsiders at home now, and there is no need to guard against anyone, so let's just do it..."

"Oh..."

Zhang Jingjing pursed her lips, hesitated for two seconds, and then agreed obediently.

That's right.

Hao Pingfan continued to appreciate it for a long time, and took pictures of Zhang Jingjing with great interest. He didn't stop until Zhang Jingjing was panting and tossed her around.

Zhang Jingjing suddenly whispered:

"Brother Fan, can we take a photo together?"

"Of course."

Hao Pingfan naturally would not refuse, and cooperated with Zhang Jingjing to take several photos.

In the last photo, Zhang Jingjing even plucked up the courage to hug Hao Pingfan's arm tightly.

"This posture always feels familiar..."

Feeling the soft body close to his arm, Hao Pingfan always felt a sense of déjà vu, as if Zhang Jingjing had taken a photo with him like this before.

After sharing the photo with Zhang Jingjing, the time came to ten o'clock, and it was time to prepare lunch.

Today's ingredients are more time-consuming. If you don't start in advance, you may not be able to eat until the afternoon.

Facts have proved that the two made a very correct decision.

Even with the help of Hao Pingfan, Zhang Jingjing spent more than two hours and finally finished cooking in time for dinner.

But the hard work is worth it.

This lunch was so delicious that Hao Pingfan couldn't stop eating. He even drank several bowls of chicken soup.

After lunch, Hao Pingfan wanted to take Zhang Jingjing out for a walk, a walk, or a movie.

But Zhang Jingjing refused, saying she had to do the housework. After a short rest, she started mopping the floor, washing clothes, and washing sheets..

This made Hao Pingfan feel embarrassed to be lazy, so he had to take out his notebook and started studying and working.

He was busy until the evening.

After Zhang Jingjing washed the dishes for dinner, she put on her glasses and fiddled with her bangs, looking like she was ready to leave.

"Jingjing, you've worked so hard today. You should sleep here tonight. You don't have to go back so much."

Hao Pingfan brought out a plate of melon seeds and fruits, and saw Zhang Jingjing standing in the living room with a suitcase, and whispered to comfort her.

Zhang Jingjing shook her head, her face slightly flushed.

"Brother Fan, my roommates all know I'm here with you. If I don't go back tonight, they might misunderstand..."

"What misunderstanding? We are innocent siblings, what's there to misunderstand?"

Hao Pingfan was unhappy

, put the fruit plate on the coffee table, and continued:

"Besides, you stayed overnight last night. If they really want to make random guesses, they probably have already thought of everything that could happen. It's useless for you to go back and explain now.

Listen to me, sleep here tonight, and you can watch TV with me for a while."

"Okay... okay..."

Hao Pingfan's last words touched Zhang Jingjing, and she agreed with some trepidation.

Tonight, she continued to watch the TV series "Myth".

The plot was a little boring. After watching for a while, Hao Pingfan noticed that Zhang Jingjing seemed to be a little uncomfortable, and she had to move her waist and rub her shoulders from time to time.

Remembering that Zhang Jingjing did have a lot of work today, Hao Pingfan felt that his massage skills could come in handy again, and suggested:

"Jingjing, I know a little massage, let me massage your body."

"Ah? Brother Fan, I'm fine..."

Zhang Jingjing had never had a massage before, and always felt a little weird, so she quickly refused.

Hao Pingfan smiled and comforted:

"Jingjing, don't be nervous. Massage is actually similar to Chinese medicine massage. It mainly plays the role of dredging meridians and relieving fatigue. You will know after trying it."

"Okay..."

Looking at Hao Pingfan's calm eyes, Zhang Jingjing believed it.

"Take off your sweater first."

"Oh..."

Zhang Jingjing was very well-behaved and started to take off her clothes without asking the reason.

In order to avoid misunderstanding, Hao Pingfan still explained.

"The clothes are too thick, and the acupuncture points cannot be massaged."

"Well, I believe Brother Fan."

Zhang Jingjing changed her sweater, revealing her thermal underwear and good figure.

Hao Pingfan looked straight ahead, turned up the air conditioner temperature a little, and asked Zhang Jingjing to lie on the sofa and massaged her carefully.

"How is it, my skills are okay?"

After massaging for a few minutes, Hao Pingfan asked proudly.

In terms of massage skills, he thinks he is a genius!

Zhang Jingjing had already buried her head in the pillow and couldn't see her face clearly. She just hummed in a muffled voice when she heard the words.

"Forget it, let's stop here today."

But after a while, the genius Hao Pingfan stopped moving in frustration.

Zhang Jingjing was always very nervous and couldn't relax at all.

Even if he had all the martial arts skills, he had no place to use them.