Chapter 648
Kyle was momentarily lost in thought.
"Ah...hiss — Brother, are you trying to scorch me to death?" Feng Jiacheng covered his head and moved aside.
Only then did Kyle realize what was happening. He had drifted off for a moment, and had been unconsciously blasting the hair dryer on a single spot. He quickly put down the hair dryer and bent over: "Did I burn you? Let me see."
With careful attention, Kyle cradles Feng Jiacheng's head, parting away his hair to inspect.
Feng Jiacheng knits his eyebrows: "I'm okay now. As long as you don't direct it to one spot, it won't scorch."
"I'm sorry." Kyle gently massages Feng Jiacheng's hair, "I just lost myself for a moment."
Feng Jiacheng shakes his head and stands up, saying: "I think that's enough, no more drying. Go freshen up, brother." After saying this, Feng Jiacheng walks out.
Kyle freshens up at the fastest speed possible and walks out, only to see Feng Jiacheng about to leave after dressing up.
He isn't going to the group's premises today,

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