"Thank you," Gu Zhiqi said softly with gratitude, taking the towel and casually wiping her hair.
The rain was coming down heavily outside, but only Gu Zhiqi's hair was wet. Her clothes and shoes remained untouched by raindrops, clean and crisp.
Su Yunling's gaze lingered on Gu Zhiqi's clothes for a few seconds, the meaning in his eyes deepening.
It was only after Gu Zhiqi handed back the towel that Su Yunling came back to reality, glancing at the towel in his hand, he raised his eyebrows and said, "Keep it for later use." After a pause, he added, "It's a new towel, never been used."
Upon hearing his words, Gu Zhiqi's lips curved slightly, and a trace of playfulness appeared in her eyes.
"Actually, I would prefer one that brother has used," the girl said with playful eyes and brows, her playful tone intact, yet with a hint of soft cunning in her gaze.
Su Yunling "..."