"Change."
Shen Wan looked at the hoodie in her hand and blinked.
"Or this one will do." Quan Hanting stood by the wardrobe, casually picking out a white shirt and looking at her with a smirk.
Unfortunately, Shen Wan didn't react as he had expected with embarrassment or anger. Instead, she carefully compared the two pieces of clothing and ultimately chose the hoodie as her pajamas.
Because...
"The air conditioning is a bit cold, and this one is thicker. It's just right."
Quan Hanting was speechless.
Why is the woman that I like so different from others?
Shen Wan raised her chin and pointed to the door.
"Hmm?"
"I want to change and rest. Shouldn't you give me some privacy, Sixth Uncle?"
The man's Adam's apple rolled lightly as his gaze fell on the injury on her right hand. "Are you sure you can undress by yourself?"
Shen Wan smiled, not showing her true feelings. "Of course."
