Chapter 920


    Chapter 920


    Jason was topless with a towel around his waist. His hair was wet and dripping


    with water.


    Seeing Grace in the room, he smiled.


    “You’re here.”


    “Yes.” She looked away ufortably.


    “What’s the matter? Are you embarrassed?” He came up to her.


    “Aren’t you going to help me dry my hair? I remember the first time you took me to


    your rental house that you offered to dry


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    my hair when I came out of the shower,


    Sis.”


    “You’re a little too tall for me to dry your


    hair. Why don’t you-‘


    Before she could finish, he bent down.


    “Can you do it now?”


    His sudden approach startled her, and when she turned her head, her eyes met


    his.


    His eyes seemed to have some kind of


    magic that one could not help looking at.


    Then, he put a dry towel in her hands. “I like it when you help me to dry my hair.”


    Grace held the towel almost stiffly. She


    put it over his head and began drying his


    wet hair.


    The towel managed to block his eyes, giving her a sense of relief.


    Not only did she help him dry his wet hair


    many times when they were living in the rental house, but she had also done the


    same when she lived in Reed Residence.


    However, she was now doing the familiar


    action in apletely different mood.


    After drying his wet hair, Jason ran his fingers through his bangs. “My hair


    seems to have grown a bit. Why don’t


    you trim it for me?”


    “You can get a professional hairstylist to


    Chapter 920


    cut your hair. I don’t know how to cut it.” She rejected almost subconsciously.


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    “Don’t you hate liars the most, Sis? When we were in the rental house, didn’t you trim my hair?” Jason


    said with a smirk.


    Grace was shocked. ‘Is he nning to do all the things we’ve done in the rental


    house?’


    Now she wished she had not done so


    many things with him in the rental house


    “We don’t have the tools here.” She had


    to find another excuse.


    Grace was speechless when he asked his servant to bring him aplete set of


    hands. It was about to stab Jason’s neck, but two of his fingers caught it.


    “What’s the matter? Are you trying to kill me, Sis?” asked Jason as he looked at


    Grace in the mirror in front of him.


    “I’m… sorry. I zoned out,” she said.