Shen Mochen turned around, opened his bag, and then took out a roll of brand-new, dry towel to hand to Liu Chaoyan.
"What is this?" Liu Chaoyan asked curiously.
Shen Mochen unfolded the towel, revealing a pair of white silk socks, "These are your socks, I've washed them."
Liu Chaoyan froze for a moment, then accepted them with a smile, "You've gone to a lot of trouble, you didn't have to wrap them in a towel..."
Shen Mochen also smiled, "I heard from Sister Cai that you're a bit of a clean freak, so I thought it wouldn't be good to just put them anywhere..."
Liu Chaoyan's face showed a wry smile, "It's not that serious, but thank you for the thought, you should get some rest early. I'm just across the hall from you if you need anything."
"Alright, you should rest early too, Captain."
Shen Mochen bid Liu Chaoyan farewell and then closed the door.
"Sigh..."
