Lin Gantang leisurely got dressed while Wen Yanqing listened to the sounds, his fingers twitching, "Are you changing your clothes?"
"I forgot to bring my pajamas when I took a shower just now." Lin Gantang brushed the hair at her neck.
What difference does it make, he can't see anyway. I can undress and change however I want, without any nervousness.
Lin Gantang, after getting dressed, sat next to him, "What's the matter?"
Wen Yanqing noticed that when Lin Gantang was in a relaxed mood, her speech tended to end on a higher note, with a sweet cadence as if she was acting coquettishly, quietly tugging at the other person's heart, yet she herself was oblivious.
Wen Yanqing's nose picked up the faint scent of moisture from her shower on her skin, and his hand, which had accidentally touched her leg, couldn't help but rest upon it, feeling the cool temperature of her skin underneath his palm.
