The sound of water stopped, and Wen Wanzi sat at the dining table feeling unsettled, her slender fingers spinning a mug.
The bathroom door clicked open, and Bao Yancheng emerged with water still clinging to him, drying his dripping black hair.
"Go ahead."
Upon hearing, Wen Wanzi immediately turned her back to the direction of the bathroom and coughed lightly.
"Alright, you go first."
At this point, sharing a bed was already awkward enough.
Especially with this man who always came out wearing just a bath towel after showering, leaving one unsure where to look...
Bao Yancheng chuckled softly a few times, stepping closer to the woman who stubbornly refused to turn around.
"What are you afraid of?"
Wen Wanzi, like an agitated little beast, blushed slightly, clenched her fist, and turned back: "Who's scared?"
With that turn, her face grew even redder.
Bao Yancheng stood a step away, leisurely watching her as he casually dried his now half-dry hair.