When Zhang Huaiwen saw Xia Ye’s Weibo post, he laughed. He felt that Xia Ye seemed to be very adaptable to his current identity. He could handle most of the situation well, and he also knew which Weibo post was more appropriate.

He likes this kind of Weibo that mentions him very much.

Zhang Huaiwen reposted and commented on Weibo: That person is not as good as me.

Zhang Huaiwen has more fans. After this Weibo post was posted, all of them were left with fans, and Mr. Zhang was the most handsome.

In fact, the young man who is the background is quite handsome, but he is a little worse than Zhang Huaiwen.

However, Zhang Huaiwen did not see this. After posting on Weibo, he went to look for Xia Ye. It was rare to have such a relaxing moment. He enjoyed it very much. It would be even better if this was really their honeymoon trip.

However, Xia Ye ignored Zhang Huaiwen and took a change of clothes to take a shower.

Zhang Huaiwen was waiting outside. When he heard the sound of water coming from the bathroom, he felt a little distracted. He wanted to bear it, but he couldn't stay there. He was afraid that he could not control himself, so he went to the balcony, lit a cigarette, but didn't smoke much.

When Xia Ye came out after taking a shower and seeing Zhang Huaiwen on the balcony, he walked over in surprise.

"Why are you... smoking?"

Xia Ye wanted to ask why Zhang Huaiwen was on the balcony, but when he came over, he saw him smoking.

"Just took a few sips." Zhang Huaiwen smiled and snatched the cigarette. Seeing that Xia Ye's hair was still wet, he hurriedly pulled Xia Ye into the house. "It's cold at night, hurry up."

On April nights, the night wind is still very cool.

"Your hands are so cold," Xia Ye said, "Have you been blowing outside for a long time?"

"It's not long." Zhang Huaiwen said, not wanting Xia Ye to notice his strangeness, so as not to be alert to him, "I'll get a hair dryer and blow your hair."

“I can blow it myself.”

Zhang Huaiwen looked at Xia Ye with a smile: "Isn't it good for my husband to blow your hair personally? How many women in the world want this kind of treatment?"

Xia Ye glared at Zhang Huaiwen with annoyance and finally stopped refuting.

Zhang Huaiwen went to the bathroom to get a hairdryer and helped Xia Ye blow his hair.

The sound of the hair dryer was a little noisy, and neither of them spoke for a while. Zhang Huaiwen blew Xia Ye's hair with peace of mind, thinking that this kind of life was pretty good.

It feels like he has experienced a lot in his life. He wants to live a peaceful life and be at peace with Xia Ye. The goal of becoming an international superstar seems to be far away from him.

After returning from the end of the world, he realized that nothing is more important than living. To live first, then to live beautifully, everything else is empty.

What rights, money, status, life and death are not brought by death, everyone is equal in front of zombies, the elderly, weak, sick and disabled, and those with high positions and power are not all.

Although the idea was like this, he had to continue to follow the trend when he was born in this society. This society is realistic and sometimes he had to make concessions.

But these are not as important to him as the quiet time.

He was willing to wait for Xia Ye like this, blow her hair for the rest of his life.

It felt like my hair was almost drying, so Zhang Huaiwen turned off the hair dryer and said in the Internet language: "I will contract your wet hair in the future."
Chapter completed!