My Revenge Life, Fatty to Sexy novel Chapter 361

Jocelyn looked through the mirror and gave him a blank stare again, "What do you think?"

Noah's eyes carried a few moments of inquiry.

"I'm in a hurry to go out and I don't have time to blow-dry my hair." Jocelyn said without good grace.

"Oh."

"What, it's because of you." The more Jocelyn thought about it, the more resentful she became, so she whispered.

How many things had been delayed in this hour?

In that hour, her make-up had been done, her clothes were on, and she had finished her meal.

In the mirror, the corners of Noah's mouth curved up into a doting arc.

As soon as Jocelyn raised her eyes, she saw the look in his eyes.

He was wearing only a white bath towel, his perfect body was visible, the residual water droplets flowing over those marks, producing a touch of enchanting and sexy beauty.

There are some people who, even if they don't do anything, just standing there, can make her legs go weak.

This kind of person is Noah.

"Well, my fault." Doting was still in his eyes.

Jocelyn, "Know wrong?"

Like a devout believer, Noah nodded.

But even then, Jocelyn knew that it was not worth believing.

"What was wrong?"

"I didn't try hard enough and let you have the opportunity to nag me." With that, he leaned down and propped his hands on her dressing table, his delicate chin resting against the top of her hair, his gaze warm and gentle as he gazed at the mirror. Fer face applied only skincare on.

Hearing these words, Jocelyn's face, instantly, turned flushed.

Even her ears were red.

"What are you doing? Noah." Jocelyn looked helpless.

"Call Hubby." His voice was soft and teasing.

"No, Noah."

"What?" Noah's eyebrows raised slightly.

Jocelyn instantly uttered, "Hubby."

She knew very well that if she continued to dwell on it, she would not be able to go out this afternoon.

Therefore, when it was time to show weakness, it was better to show weakness.

"That's more like it, be good, hubby will blow your hair."

He said, and then he seriously blew her hair.

Even incidentally, he gave her scalp massage.

His hands that passed through her black hair brought her an unprecedented sense of comfort.

Jocelyn had a face of enjoyment.

Raising her eyes, in the mirror was Noah's gentle eyes.

He would only show it to her alone.

There was no aggression.

She stared at him for a while before she came back to her senses and started putting on her make-up.

Noah even tried to help her with her eyebrows.

She would never dare to expect that he could draw any good eyebrows.

Definitely did not want him to delay her time.

Although, it was really romantic for a husband to draw his wife's eyebrows.

But time was limited, this romance still had to wait.