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"Do you really need to make it so clear between us?" Xia Xinyu giggled and then playfully interrogated Chen Yuan with her innocent and adorable face.
Hiss!
No, that's not it. We're very close, but for formalities, you only need to say it's not a big deal, and that's enough.
Do you understand?
Xia Xinyu, you big dummy!
"I'm still taking up your time," Chen Yuan said.
"Your hair seems a bit messy," Xia Xinyu reached out and touched Chen Yuan's bangs, "It's not too greasy, but because you've been under the quilt, you've sweated a bit."
"Yes, it helps to recover quicker."
"I'll come over in the morning to blow-dry your hair and comb it," Xia Xinyu said seriously, and then reminded him, "You can't wash your hair though. When you've caught a cold, you absolutely shouldn't touch water."
"Alright, alright, I know."
Blow-drying and combing my hair... Why does it sound more and more intimate...
I never felt that my conversations with Xinyu were this nauseating before, did I?
