Drenched in sweat, Chi Jingxuan returned to the bedroom and, with one glance, an aura of danger began to emanate from him.
There were two summer quilts on the bed, and at this moment, Qin Yuji was covered by one, with only her head exposed, blinking up at him.
"You'd better give me a reasonable explanation, or else you'll learn what happens when you provoke me," he said sternly, ignoring Qin Yuji's playful grin as he turned and entered the bathroom.
Watching Chi Jingxuan's retreating figure, Qin Yuji smiled, lips curving up.
After about fifteen minutes, scented with a fresh mint aroma, Chi Jingxuan came back, toweling his hair dry, and took a seat beside Qin Yuji.
Looking at Qin Yuji's floral pajama set, which consisted of a top and bottom, Chi Jingxuan's expression darkened even further. "Your explanation?" he demanded as he threw back the covers.
