Yan Shumo was hurriedly trying to block her chest.

In the next second, a man's suit jacket was already draped on her.

She blushed and looked at Bai Chenya in astonishment, only to see that Bai Chenya's face was redder than hers, and even the roots of her ears were red.

She was the one being watched. Why was he shy?

Yan Shumo grasped the suit jacket on her body. Thinking of what he had just said, she unconsciously moved to the side of the car door, leaving a wide distance between the two.

I was afraid that Bai Chenya would not be able to control herself, and she would become wolfish.

But he didn't speak all the way, as if he couldn't see her behavior, he just drove calmly.

The heating in the car was fully turned on. Although Yan Shumo was wearing a drenched coat, she did not feel cold, but when the car stopped downstairs, she couldn't help but shiver.

"Have a cold? I'll take you back to change your clothes." Bai Chenya parked the car downstairs, got out of the car straight, picked up Yan Shumo, and entered the elevator.

"Bai Chenya, you put me down, I can go by myself." Yan Shumo leaned in his arms and mumbled softly.

He held her and the two were next to each other. The clothes that were soaked could not stop anything. She could clearly feel his body temperature and even hear his heartbeat...

Yan Shumo became nervous inexplicably.

But Bai Chenya didn't give her the right to refuse. She was full of ill health and could not catch a cold.

He carried him straight back to his apartment.

Put her in a bathtub full of hot water before exiting the bathroom.

Entered the kitchen, cut the ginger, boiled the thick **** soup, and prepared to let her soak in the bath for a while...

When he recovered and realized that the clothes on his body were also wet, and when he was about to go back to the room to change one, he suddenly remembered that there were no clothes suitable for girls in his apartment, all his clothes.

After a while, what will she wear out?

"Crack—"

As soon as Bai Chenya's thoughts crossed his mind, he heard the bathroom door being opened.

Yan Shumo's body, wrapped in his bathrobe and large bathrobe, wore her, like a child stealing an adult's clothes and dragging it to the ground.

She was embarrassed and looked at him aggrievedly.

It's like complaining about why he didn't get his clothes...

"I forgot." Bai Chenya opened her lips straightforwardly, stepped forward, beat her sideways, picked her up, turned and entered the room.

Wipe her wet hair with a towel.

The room was very quiet, only the breathing of two people.

Yan Shumo sat on the bed obediently, letting him finish wiping her hair, and then took up a hairdryer to dry her.

The warm wind blew in her ears, itchy, she subconsciously wanted to hide, but Bai Chenya fixed her little head.

"Don't move." Bai Chenya's thin lips opened slightly, and she glanced down at her white face.

It happened that Yan Shumo also raised his head.

The eyes of the two people were facing each other, and there seemed to be a spark in the eyes of the two.

The air is full of sweetness...

Yan Shumo lowered his head nervously, not daring to look into his eyes.

But without looking at his eyes, her eyes fell on his chest.

He hasn't changed his clothes yet, and the wet shirt clings to his body, like a layer of transparent fabric, which perfectly outlines his already very strong abdominal muscles.

People can't help but want to reach out and touch...