Xiao Qingcang's hands each gripped her flailing little fists, restraining her.
"Let me go, I can't breathe!" she complained coquettishly.
"Didn't you say I'm superficial? I want to understand you deeply, will you give me a chance?" he asked, staring at her.
"Stop messing around, you stink. Go take a shower!" she urged him.
A little drunk, he nearly put his entire weight on her. "I'm tired, I can't do it. Help me out!"
Shen Hanqian saw he was truly tired, not pretending. "Then just don't shower!"
"I'll get a headache from sleeping with a head full of smoke and alcohol!" he complained.
Shen Hanqian helped him towards the sofa. "Then sit here first, I'll run the bathwater for you!"
"Okay!" Xiao Qingcang collapsed onto the sofa, watching her busily bustling about!
Shen Hanqian went to run the water, then washed the apples provided by the hotel and handed one to him. "Eat an apple, your stomach won't feel bad tomorrow morning!"