Before she could finish her words, the man had already removed the towel wrapped around his body. An Xiangrong was stunned momentarily but soon, her cheeks began to blush furiously.
"You...you need to put your clothes on," she managed to stutter.
As she spoke, An Xiangrong hurriedly draped the clothes she was holding over the man's body. However, Gu Mingyu responded, "Ah Rong, I can't see."
There was a hint of helplessness in Gu Mingyu's voice as he spoke. An Xiangrong wasn't sure if she was imagining it, but she thought she heard a hint of grievance in his tone.
Gently helping him adjust his clothes, An Xiangrong said softly, "I'll help you wear them."
When An Xiangrong was helping Gu Mingyu button his clothes, they were very close to each other. Gu Mingyu could clearly smell the faint scent from her body, not that of perfume, but her natural body scent, which was cool and clean. Such a scent made his head spin.
"Alright, you..." she began.
