Chen Ke, who had just finished showering, felt somewhat thirsty.
"Sit," Gu Ran had already put away his journal.
Even though it wasn't a corrupt official's ledger, it was still a matter of life and death. How could he possibly leave it out on the table when someone was knocking at the door?
Just like no boy would leave the screen of a paused player undiminished.
"Would you like some water?" Gu Ran asked.
"No need to trouble yourself, I'll be going back soon," Chen Ke hastily replied.
(What if Gu Ran insists, and Su Qing notices I'm not in the room when she finishes washing, she will surely come looking for me.)
(Ah, he's still staring at me.)
Embarrassed, Chen Ke adjusted her damp hair. Unlike the agitation inside her, her movements were gentle.
Gu Ran: "..."
That's what happens when you stare intently at someone, too direct, it makes one uncomfortable.
To put it more grandly, it's like the eyes have the power to see through one's heart.
