Chapter 490: Ai: I need to recharge!

In an instant, he actually mistook Miyano Akemi for Mao Li Lan.

During class breaks, Mao Li Lan often pressed him into his seat like this to massage his shoulders.

"Use a little more force this time, thank you..."

Miyano Akemi's hands, which were blowing his hair, paused slightly, and the expression on her face was a bit subtle.

She bent down, and the beads of water from her hair dripped into Hoshino Mu's collar.

Hoshino Mu shivered.

The moment the skin came into contact with the drop, it was as if struck by lightning, and goosebumps instantly broke out.

Miyano Akemi's head was placed next to Hoshino Mu's ear.

Her voice when she spoke carried a deadly, coaxing aura:

"Mu! What do you mean by 'use a little more force this time'?"

Who was the last person who did this to him?

And... why use force to blow hair?

Hoshino Mu's pitch-black eyes instantly widened.

After saying that sentence, he regretted it.

"Sorry, I'm too tired, I thought I was in a barbershop!"

Hoshino Mu raised his hand to pinch his brow.

He raised his pitch-black, deep eyes and looked at Miyano Akemi.

Miyano Akemi met Hoshino Mu's gaze and didn't find a guilty expression.

So she temporarily believed Hoshino Mu's nonsense.

"Alright, then just pretend you're enjoying the service."

She smiled and rubbed Hoshino Mu's soft, messy black hair:

"It's blown dry!"

Hoshino Mu looked at Miyano Akemi's hair, which was still dripping.

His pitch-black gaze met her eyes:

"Do you want me to blow your hair for you?"

"Yeah!"

She suddenly blushed.

The two swapped positions.

Hoshino Mu took the hair dryer and carefully blew Miyano Akemi's hair.

He was now completely awake.

When blowing Miyano Akemi's hair, he showed a gentle expression.

Miyano Akemi looked at Hoshino Mu's face calmly through the mirror.

If possible.

She hoped time would freeze at this moment.

Even though she knew in her heart that Hoshino Mu had someone else in his heart.

It was just that the hazy light added a bit of gentleness to Hoshino Mu.

Being able to get a moment of his gentleness was enough.

Hoshino Mu stared intently at Miyano Akemi's hair.

He didn't know how heavy the possessiveness in the eyes of the woman in front of him was.

He just carefully fiddled with Miyano Akemi's hair, blowing it extremely seriously.

At this moment!

Hoshino Mu's phone on the corner of the table made an incoming call sound.

Judging by the movement, it looked like a video call.

Hoshino Mu followed the sound and looked, his gaze falling on the phone.

Miyano Akemi turned her head and watched his gaze with her peripheral vision:

"Mu, your phone is ringing."

Hoshino Mu turned off the hair dryer, picked up the phone on the corner of the table, and looked at it, his brows slightly wrinkled.

It was Mao Li Lan.

Miyano Akemi beside him was still looking at him, her tone filled with a trace of doubt:

"Who is calling?"

"Why don't you answer?"

This scene seemed familiar; Hoshino Mu hung up the phone casually.

After hanging up the phone, Hoshino Mu clicked on the message box and quickly typed a few words.

"Busy!"

Click send.

Not sleeping so late, don't you have class tomorrow?

After sending the message, Hoshino Mu turned off the screen.

He placed the phone face down on the table.

Miyano Akemi withdrew her gaze thoughtfully.

A woman's sixth sense told her that Hoshino Mu's reaction was wrong!

Just now when he was sending the message, he kept his back to her.

Miyano Akemi couldn't see Hoshino Mu's expression, nor could she see his phone screen.

Therefore, she didn't know who was calling him.

Miyano Akemi smiled gently and generously at Hoshino Mu:

"What if there's something important looking for you?"

Hoshino Mu didn't change his expression.

His fingers wove through Akemi Miyano's hair, moving gently to tuck her long hair behind her ear.

He raised his pitch-black eyes and met Miyano Akemi's gaze through the mirror:

"Reporters, they keep harassing me, I just blocked them..."

Recently, many inexplicable reporters have come to the door wanting to interview Hoshino Mu.

Miyano Akemi knows about this.

Every time these reporters come to the door, Miyano Akemi sends them away one by one.

But they are like flies that can't be driven away.

Drive away one batch, and another comes.

Very annoying! They should indeed be blocked!

Miyano Akemi breathed a sigh of relief and smiled gently at Hoshino Mu.

She raised her hand to lift her hair, her fingertips touching Hoshino Mu's fingers.

In this quiet room, a bit of ambiguous atmosphere was added.

"Reporters looking for you... want to interview you?"

Miyano Akemi turned to look at Hoshino Mu, her raised neck looking even more slender and long.

There was still a faint pink on her exquisite collarbone.

She was full of Hoshino Mu, and there was a gentle smile in her blue eyes.