The door opened, and Yan Ye walked out from inside.
He had a clean towel draped over his shoulders and another wrapped around his waist.
His long limbs and upper body were exposed.
Lian Xinying had seen him after his bath before, but she felt a different degree of shyness each time.
"I want to dry your hair," Lian Xinying's voice wasn't loud, but she was determined.
She stood up and walked towards him.
Yan Ye refused: "Give me the hairdryer."
Although the heating was sufficient in the house, Yan Ye planned to quickly dry his hair and go to sleep.
"Oh," Lian Xinying immediately went to the bathroom, took out the hairdryer from the drawer, and said, "I'll dry it for you."
Lian Xinying took out the hairdryer and proactively plugged it in.
Yan Ye sat on the edge of the bed, this time not refusing.
After Lian Xinying switched on the hairdryer, she began to seriously dry his hair.
One hand played with his hair while the other held the hairdryer.
