Ye Ming immediately agreed. "Alright, I'll get on it."
After dealing with Lin Xiyan, Han Ziqing felt much better.
He turned and returned to the room.
The moment he opened the door, he saw Chen Jiashu standing with his back to him, drying his hair with a towel. He was still wearing Han Ziqing's shirt loosely.
Han Ziqing's shirt was a little too large on Chen Jiashu. It happened to cover his buttocks, leaving his long, slender legs exposed.
Han Ziqing watched the scene before him, and his Adam's apple bobbed involuntarily.
His throat felt dry, as though it were burning.
Hearing the door open, Chen Jiashu turned around. When he saw Han Ziqing, he said, "Sorry. I grabbed the wrong clothes when I went into the bathroom, so I put on yours."
"It's fine." Han Ziqing stepped forward in a hoarse voice, picked up the hair dryer beside him, and began drying his hair for him.
Chen Jiashu simply lowered his hand and let Han Ziqing dry his hair.
Once his hair was dry, Chen Jiashu saw that Han Ziqing was still lingering beside him and asked in confusion, "Aren't you going to take a shower?"
"I'll have to shower again later anyway. Let's get started first," Han Ziqing said.
Chen Jiashu: "?"
No, the misunderstanding had been cleared up, but he had never said he wanted to start anything!
"Wait..." Chen Jiashu tried to stop him.
But Han Ziqing had already scooped him up and carried him to the bed. "I was worried your wet hair would make you uncomfortable. Now that it's dry, it should be fine."
That bastard—so drying his hair had been part of his plan all along!
"Wait!" Chen Jiashu propped himself halfway up, trying to reason with Han Ziqing.
But Han Ziqing had