Bingo...
Now she was finally willing to talk to him. That was great. He was one step closer to victory!
He secretly happy in his heart, but his face was full of dissatisfaction. He complained, "Didn't I say that I am afraid of thunder? Do you have any sympathy?"
Hearing this, Elizabeth couldn't help frowning, "Haven't you ever seen thunder before? So how did you live before I came here?"
James replied reasonably, "I just held back."
"Then you can now..."
Before Elizabeth could finish, James interrupted her and said directly, "That was before. I used to be single. Now I'm married. How can it be the same?"
Seeing that she didn't say anything, James acted even more shamelessly. He said, "You've agreed to take me in anyway. You can't go back on that, ok?"
Elizabeth was extremely depressed. James the b*stard!
Elizabeth didn't answer. So James just raised his eyebrows with a smile and walked to the bed in front of her. He bent down and looked at her eyes seriously,"You really don't want to see it?"
She glared at him angrily and shook her head.
"Okay." He shrugged his shoulders and stood up straight.
He looked at her head for a moment and couldn't help but frown, "Have you washed your hair?"
"Why did you go to bed without drying your hair? What if you have a headache?"
James looked around and asked, "Where is the hair dryer?"
Elizabeth sighed. "James, what are you going to do? Do you know it's late now?"
"That's why You have to dry your hair quickly and then go to sleep!" He answered, "Where is your hair dryer?"
"I never use it. It would hurt my hair."
Hearing this, James wanted to blame her, but he restrained himself.
There was a towel on her bedside table. He touched it with his hand and it was a little wet. Looking at her half-dry hair, he thought that she must use it to dry her hair.
Taking the towel directly, he said to her, "Elizabeth, come here."
Elizabeth knew what he wanted to do at a glance. Although she was a little touched in her heart, she still refused calmly, "No, thanks. It's getting late, go to sleep."
James didn't listen to her at all. Seeing that she didn't cooperate, he dragged her arm and pulled her to the side of the bed without any hesitation. He got down on one knee beside the bed and covered her head with a towel to wipe her hair.
Almost as soon as Elizabeth touched the towel, she frozed stiffly.
Although she was angry that he reacted slowly, at this moment, she couldn't help but feel a little moved. She looked at the sheets in front of her and thought of many things.
Besides her parents, he was the first person to dry her hair. Well, even Theodore, who used to be her fiance, had never treated her like this.
When he wiped her hair, he didn't do it too hard. It could even be said that his strength was just enough, and it was gentle and slow. Even though he was just wiping her hair, her heart felt his warmth.
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