Before Qiao Nian could move, he put the towel aside and naturally went to get her a cup of warm water.
"Keep your hands warm."
Ye Wangchuan grabbed her hand and passed the glass to her. Then, he picked up the air conditioner remote control on the bed and turned on the heater.
Then, he leaned against the cabinet a step away from Qiao Nian and picked up a towel to wipe the dripping water from his neck with lowered eyes, looking lazy and sexy. "Why did you come to look for me so late at night?"
Qiao Nian almost got tempted right then. Fortunately, she had strong self-control. She held the warm glass and walked over to the sofa before sitting down. "Hua Ci hasn't left yet."
What?
Ye Wangchuan paused for half a second before realizing who she was talking about. He paused and frowned.
