Although Qin Jiran had already shared a bed with Su Yanyi once before, he found himself even more nervous than the last time, after all, he didn't know her sleeping habits were so restless previously. Now that he knew, he couldn't help but care.
After Su Yanyi had taken her bath, she handed the towel to Qin Jiran very naturally, who silently took it and began to earnestly dry her hair.
Standing behind Su Yanyi, Jiran's lips moved as if he wanted to say something, but he felt it wasn't appropriate to speak up. He really wanted to suggest that Yanyi sleep on the bed while he took the couch, but recalling her attitude last time, he was forced to swallow the suggestion.
Then, glancing at the blanket on the bed, Qin Jiran inevitably thought of that classic joke about being a beast or worse than a beast, and suddenly felt overwhelmed. He didn't want to be a beast, but he absolutely didn't want to be less than a beast either!
