When Qi Zeyan emerged from the bathroom, it was already close to midnight, and the entire city seemed to have quieted down, with even the sound of traffic outside gradually dwindling.
Ruan Mengxi noticed him coming out in the hotel's white bathrobe, still damp with water droplets hanging from his hair.
Usually styled back or with a neat side part, his hair, when let down, is relatively long, nearly covering his brows. The robe's belt hung loosely around his waist as he bent slightly, creating an arc...
It almost allowed a clear view of his upper body.
"I'll turn off the lights here," Qi Zeyan indicated the lights by the bathroom and entrance.
"Okay," Ruan Mengxi nodded her head and snuggled further into the blanket.
"Are you cold?" Qi Zeyan noticed her curling up in the blanket.
"Not really."
Before getting into bed, Qi Zeyan raised the air conditioning temperature a little.
