Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

The door opened.

Ye Wangchuan entered and put down a milk bottle on the table. Then, he looked at her and asked, “Are you angry?”

Qiao Nian played with the milk bottle and did not answer this question directly. Her still-wet hair hung down slightly to cover her eyebrows as she arrogantly replied, “No.”

Ye Wangchuan knew she must have found out upon seeing that she was ignoring him. He grabbed the hairdryer. “I wanted to give you a surprise, but it seems like it wasn’t a surprise, it’s more of a shock.”

Qiao Nian watched as he walked behind her and turned on the hairdryer. The slight warm wind felt inexplicably comfortable on her neck.

She narrowed her eyes slightly and relaxed her shoulders and neck, but she still did not want to talk to him. “Huh?”

Ye Wangchuan rarely saw her lose her temper, so he was in a good mood. He smiled. “Goddess Qiao, are you really angry?”

Qiao Nian frowned. “No.”

the hairdryer after the ends of her hair

baseball cap down, but she only grasped the air. She put down

you want? I’m

since Ye Wangchuan suddenly leaned forward and met her gaze. His breath was warm

“Are you angry?”

She was a little irritable. “l already said

her from

nose bridge was high, and his skin was fair. At such a close distance, Qiao Nian could

used to being approached forcefully.

say anything, the man’s soft lips

pressed against the

10 minutes later.

turned on the tap, and rinsed her mouth.

and went to open the window for

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