He bowed his body and looked at the person on the bed, perhaps having received a promise, and soon her breath gradually became shallow and even; she was clearly fast asleep...
He slowly withdrew his hand, replaced her towel, and tucked her properly into the covers. Perhaps due to his professional habits, he stuffed Shen Shuci into the blanket so tightly that it was airtight all around, revealing only her head. It was incredibly hot, so she raised her hand and directly tore open the blanket...
Her clothes had already been messed up quite a bit; a few buttons at the neckline were undone, revealing a section of her pale shoulder as she twisted uncomfortably, which made his eyes warm.
The man stood at the head of the bed and pinched the center of his eyebrows, feeling oppressed in his chest.
His throat felt dry and parched, unspeakably irritable.
He even began to consider whether or not to be a gentleman.
