He Zhilan came out of the bathroom, tilting her head as she dried her hair with a towel, glancing at He Teng who was sitting on the bed. She asked, "Did you go out just now? I think I heard the door open and close."
"Yeah, I stepped out to make a call to Lin Chan. We didn't finish talking earlier this morning," He Teng nodded and frowned, asking, "The humidity here is heavy. Why did you wash your hair at night?"
"I was sweaty after playing all day. It felt uncomfortable not to wash it," He Zhilan, sensing the hint of displeasure on He Teng's face, quickly added, "I promise I'll dry my hair thoroughly before going to sleep."
