"There's only you and me in this room, what's the big deal?" Xian Mingyu said reproachfully, her courage was too weak.

He took the hairdryer from her hand, and with his other hand, he spun her wet hair, gently drying it for her.

Now that he was helping her blow-dry her hair, Bai Xiaoruo let go of his hands, closed her eyes, and simply enjoyed it.

Tonight he helped her hang up her clothes and blow-dry her hair, which is quite rare.

Why are you being so nice tonight?

"What?" The sound of the hairdryer was too loud for him to hear what she was saying. Xuan Mingyu turned off the hairdryer and asked her again.

"I didn't say anything, I just complimented you on how handsome you are."

"real?"

She's good at judging people. Before he married her, there were so many women who secretly admired him that there were streets in between, but he didn't like any of them. Otherwise, he would have had a whole bunch of wives by now.

"It's fake." She said to him sarcastically.

"Huh? Say it again?"

The man squinted at her, knowing that if she dared to say another word against it, she wouldn't be able to sleep tonight.

"Okay, okay, you're the most handsome, my dear husband. Can you continue drying my hair now?" Bai Xiaoruo turned around and wrapped her arms around Xian Mingyu's neck.

How can this guy be so narcissistic? If you praise him, he gets all smug; if you tell him he's ugly, he gets upset.

It was already quite late, and she was getting sleepy.

"That's more like it."

It's not easy to get these words out of her normally. He prefers her bolder side to the shy, stuttering girl she used to be.