Soon Raymond took the hair dryer out. Scarlett consciously moved somewhat inside, leaving some space for him to sit in.
He glanced at her, sat on the edge of the bed, stretched out a leg along the edge of the bed, and patted the leg, signaling Scarlett to lie on it.
Scarlett brought a pillow over and lay on his leg.
The weather had been bad for a few days before this day. It had been gloomy, but today was nice. The curtain for the French window had been drawn. As the sunlight came in, the room became so bright.
The two of them were silent. Only the sound of the hair dryer was heard in the room.
Scarlett lay face down on Raymond's thigh. With her eyes barely closed, she felt very comfortable with it.
Raymond blew her hair with the hair dryer. She had a lot of hair, and her hair was long. Raymond had blown it for more than ten minutes, but only 80% of it had been dried.
Scarlett moved and picked up her mobile phone. The internet was calm. As of now, no discussion about her disappearance had been seen in Juanton City.
Presumably, Raymond must have asked someone to prevent the spreading of the news.
A lot of people had been watching Scarlett and Raymond these few years. When Scarlett was missing this time, Raymond could not look for her openly, afraid of leaking the information so that those with ulterior motives would interfere.
If Tiera had not betrayed herself, Raymond didn't know how long it would have taken him to find Scarlett this time.
As the sound of the hair dryer stopped, Scarlett was picked up from behind by the man. With her back leaning close against the man's chest, she turned her head and looked at him.
Raymond put his hand on her shoulder and slightly moved his thin lips, calling," Scarlett."
He called Scarlett, his voice restrained but affectionate. Hearing it, Scarlett felt so satisfied.
She looked back at him. When her eyes met his eyes, she raised her brows, smiled, and threw her arm around his neck. "I want to kiss you. Is that okay?"
As soon as she finished speaking, she raised her head and kissed him.
Scarlett rarely took the initiative to do so. Of course, Raymond wouldn't let her retreat so easily.
He turned her around forcefully. She held his neck and patiently kissed him back.
Compared with the placating kiss when they met yesterday, this one was obviously much fiercer.
In kissing, they knew how to cooperate as soon as they closed their eyes.
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