At this moment, he didn't want anything to do with sense, restraint, or poise!
Ah Ye was holding onto the bath towel that was slipping from her shoulders.
It covered just enough to cover what should be covered.
The parts that weren't covered, in his eyes, were all seduction!
The little thing visibly tensed up the moment his hand touched the bath towel.
Did she think that he would rip off her towel?
Indeed, he felt like ripping off her towel!
Suddenly, he stood up, walked over to the wardrobe, randomly grabbed one of his shirts, and pulled it over her head!
Xia Pengpeng cooperated and put it on, but when she raised her arm, she winced in pain with a "peep".
"Call Wen Yanqing over."
"No, there's no need, do you have any ointment? Just apply some and it will be fine." Xia Pengpeng wasn't so delicate, and besides, it was late, and she didn't want to trouble others.
Ah Ye turned and left, and when he came back, he brought a medical kit.
