After putting on her clothes as quickly as possible, she immediately hid under the blanket and covered her head with it. She punched the bed in frustration.
She clearly remembered holding the towel tightly with her hand. When did the towel fall apart?
This was really embarrassing. Oh… She was too ashamed to face anyone.
Dear God, give her a hole in the ground to hide in!
When Qin Ruohan came out of the shower, he saw movements under the blanket like a child playing under it.
There was a hint of helplessness in his cold, beautiful eyes, as well as an indulgence that he had never noticed before.
She was indeed young and childish.
What else could he do? He was the one who chose her as his wife. He had to dote on her even if he had to kneel.
He lifted the blanket dispassionately and looked at Ye Caitang, who suddenly looked like she was facing a great enemy.