After taking a shower, Qin Xiao carefully carried Yor out of the mist-filled bathroom. He walked over to the edge of the bed and sat down, picked up the hair dryer he had prepared in advance, and gently ran his fingers through Yor's still-damp hair, getting ready to dry it for her.
His movements were light and delicate, as if he were meticulously carving a precious work of art, or perhaps weaving a beautiful and warm dream with all his heart.
The hair dryer emitted a low, soft hum that echoed slowly through the quiet room, blending with their soft, shallow breathing to compose a touching and wonderful melody.
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