She washed the cup in her hand and returned to her room with her clothes.
When su Yicheng came out of the bathroom after taking a shower, he happened to see Anran sitting on the bed in a daze. Her brows were slightly furrowed, and she seemed to be thinking about something.
As he wiped his hair with a towel, su Yicheng tried to call her softly, " Anran? "
An ran didn't seem to hear him. She was holding the clothes in her hand and thinking about something.
As if sensing that something was wrong, su Yicheng put down the towel in his hand, walked over to her, sat down next to her, and reached out to wrap his arms around her shoulders. He buried his head in her shoulder and took a deep breath of the fragrance that was left on her body after the shower, just like his own.