When Qin Lan came out, Ye Xuan, who was sitting on the sofa, looked over. Their gazes met, and her pretty face unconsciously reddened a bit.
"Cough cough, um, Lanlan, I just wanted to help, I didn't mean to go into your room on purpose, don't misunderstand!"
Ye Xuan said with a smile, trying to ease the atmosphere.
But this explanation made Qin Lan's cheeks turn even redder, and she glared at Ye Xuan, "Shut up!"
"Uh..."
Ye Xuan scratched his head, knowing that the more he said, the worse it got. So he simply lit a cigarette and leaned back on the sofa to smoke, no longer speaking.
Qin Lan paused, seeing Ye Xuan suddenly become silent, and she actually felt a bit uncomfortable.
She glanced at him and saw that he was covered in sweat, his clothes somewhat soaked through, so she said, "Ye Xuan, why don't you go take a shower? I'll be done tidying up here in no time, and I'll call you when it's time."
