Ye Caitang turned her head with a red face, not daring to look straight at Qin Ruohan.
"Ahem, please put on your clothes before talking to me. Thank you for your cooperation."
"Why do I have to get dressed before talking?"
Qin Ruohan handsomely dried his messy short black hair with a white towel.
His long and narrow beautiful eyes brimmed with a dark glint as he gazed at Ye Caitang's blushing face.
"I'll have to take it off in the end anyway."
He suddenly bent down and leaned his charming thin lips against Ye Caitang's ear.
"Why go to so much trouble? Right?"
Ye Caitang: "…"
What happened to being taciturn and a man of few words?
She did not know how to reply him.
Qin Ruohan looked at Ye Caitang's hot and red ear tip and suddenly bit her earlobe devilishly.
"Honey, every moment in bed is precious…"