The two of them looked at each other, their bodies drenched.
This was the first time Jing Xinlei had seen him in such a sorry state, and she couldn’t help but burst out laughing!
“PFFT --”
Her sudden laughter surprised him.
She actually... smiled?
Noticing that there wasn’t the slightest hint of a smile on his cold face, Jing Xinlei’s smile instantly died down.
She walked to the wardrobe and took a clean towel for him, but forgot to give one to herself.
Zhong Shenghao took the towel and hesitated for a few seconds, then walked over to her with the towel in his hand.
Looking at the man who suddenly approached her, Jing Xinlei looked at him in confusion.
The next second, he picked up the towel in his hand and wiped her wet hair.
She was only as tall as his chest, and they looked so compatible when they stood together.
He wiped her wet hair until there were no more drops of water. Then, he let go of her.
