The sound of the hairdryer buzzed as Erin sat cross-legged on the coffee table, grabbing the edges to prevent herself from being blown away, waiting for Yu Sheng to help dry her hair.
When the nozzle turned to the front, she would suddenly lift her head into the wind, open her mouth, and go "Awwawawawawa—" having the time of her life.
Yu Sheng sometimes really wondered what on earth was in the head of this puppet.
"Stop playing around," he had to forcibly hold down her head the third time she "awawawa" at the hairdryer, sighing helplessly, "It's nearly dry... alright, that should do it, it's about there."
"Thank you~" Erin reached up to touch her hair, then watched as Yu Sheng put away the hairdryer and suddenly blurted out, "What's happened? You seem distracted?"
Yu Sheng paused, exhaling softly: "It's nothing much, I just dreamt of Little Red Riding Hood and had a chat with her."
