Mù Qiānxún got upstairs, took a bath, left her hair wet and randomly walked out in her pajamas. She didn't even glance at Ou Zun, who was sitting on the couch, before she lazily sauntered downstairs.
She took out some cut fruit from the fridge and placed it on the dining table. She then started to eat leisurely while playing a game.
Ou Zun watched her damp hair hanging loosely. Because of the moisture, a large part of the back of her pajamas was soaked. If the pajamas weren't made of pure cotton, he probably would be able to see her glossy and transparent skin.
Ou Zun frowned, searched for a clean towel from the room downstairs, walked straight up to her and started gently drying her damp hair.
"Why don't you dry your hair? Leaving it wet can lead to headaches when you're older."
Mù Qiānxún was eating fruit, brushing up on hot news, occasionally checking out gaming updates. Ou Zun's words barely brushed past her ears. She took out a slice of cut mango and held it above her head.
