Hotel
Wen Ran finished washing up, and saw Mo Xiuchen putting away his mobile phone. She walked over to the vanity, and he followed. He picked up the delicate wooden comb on the vanity, and gently combed her hair.
"I just called Ah Mu, he'll be here in a bit."
He said nonchalantly, a hint of a smile in his narrow eyes as he looked at her in the mirror.
Wen Ran raised an eyebrow, "Do you need something from Qin Mu?"
Mo Xiuchen chuckled, his tone was quite pleasant: "I called him over for the fun, if he has nothing else to do today, he could be our driver."
He lowered his eyes, concentrating on her hair strands. Within his deep gaze flashed an unrecognizable emotion, his movements became slower as he continued to comb her hair.
Wen Ran laughed, admiring his handsome features in the mirror, and flirtatiously said: "Xiuchen, are you not familiar with A City? I think, we should go out and explore, just the two of us."
