At the bathroom door, Cierra froze on the spot.
She came in so suddenly that Draven, who was packing up, paused.
Draven, who had just picked up the thin pajamas, seemed to be frightened. When Cierra broke in, he shook them off, revealing the shape of the pajamas.
Cierra's breath caught in her throat. She felt extremely embarrassed.
Draven followed her gaze. When he saw what he was holding in his hand, he raised his eyebrows slightly.
"No wonder she asked to change into another pair if pajamas so awkwardly last night." Draven thought.
......
Without saying anything, he calmly put that sexy pajama into the laundry basket.
"Let's go."
Seeing this, Cierra hid the embarrassment on her face and followed behind him silently.
Neither of them spoke, and the atmosphere wasn't very good.