At that moment, she couldn't help but wonder if anyone else ever dared to suggest Bei Yunhuan tie back his hair?
However, she quickly lost the heart to think further and didn't have the courage to ponder on anything else.
Because Bei Yunhuan was walking towards her, seemingly quite satisfied with her current attire, a small smile playing at the corners of his lips.
"You look nice."
He casually tossed the towel he used to dry his hair onto a chair nearby.
By the time Yuanya looked at him, he was already close, startling her into stepping back.
She had been sitting on the bed, and as she stepped back, she clumsily fell onto the bed!
Bei Yunhuan, taking advantage of the situation, stopped her from getting up.
The man's overwhelming presence hit her like a wave, and Yuanya, like a lamb awaiting slaughter, weakly resisted.
She wanted to push him away!
Even though she had been continuously convincing herself that everything would get better after enduring this night.
