"I should just sleep on the sofa."
Hearing this, Su Wanrong was taken aback, then felt a warm current flow through her heart: "Your clothes are soaked through. You'd better take a shower quickly. Going to bed like this can make you sick."
Speaking, Su Wanrong took out a towel from the closet and, with a reddening face, handed it to Li Feng:
"This towel has been used by me. Don't despise it; just make do with it for now."
Li Feng was taken aback, then set the bedding aside, accepted the towel from Su Wanrong's hand, and lightly twitched his nose, revealing a smile: "Fragrant shower gel, I like it!"
Then he turned and headed toward the bathroom.
Su Wanrong was stunned for a moment, her face turning even redder. She hadn't expected Li Feng's sense of smell to be so sensitive.
"Xi Qian was right, this guy really is a big, big wolf!"
Su Wanrong pouted her lips, but her face was filled with smiles.
