"What's wrong……?"

Hearing the surprised voices from outside, Xia Lian asked in confusion.

"Oh, it's nothing, I just bumped my toe." Wen Mo made up a lie to cover up his panic and quickly left the bathroom door.

"It's in the room, in the drawer... I'll trouble you, Wen Mo," Xia Lian stammered, showing no embarrassment whatsoever.

"I'll go get it for you, just wait a moment."

Standing in front of her door, Wen Mo swallowed nervously. Since this room became Xia Lian's room, Wen Mo had rarely been inside.

"It's just to grab some clothes, nothing much, haha..." He chuckled twice to bolster his courage, his eyes becoming much more determined as he gently pushed open the door with the handle in his hand.

With a creak, the door opened.

Hmm... I thought the room would be different, but it seems that apart from the presence of more living people, nothing else has changed.

The room was spacious, just like it had been after the air conditioner was repaired. There was a large bed in the corner, with the blankets rolled up in a mess.

"Hehe, I thought she would fold the blankets properly." Wen Mo grinned, imagining Xia Lian rolling around on the bed with the blankets wrapped around her, her face cold and indifferent.

Aside from the bed, the only other furnishings in the room were a desk and a large wardrobe, which was already filled with many beautiful clothes.

"The clothes are arranged quite neatly."

He casually remarked, pulling at the clothes on top and looking around for his underwear, until he spotted a small drawer at the bottom of the wardrobe.

"It should be in here...?" Wen Mo nervously placed his hand on the drawer and quickly pulled it open. Instantly, a series of close-fitting clothes with a girlish scent appeared before his eyes.

He quickly looked away, grabbed a pair of underwear, and pushed the drawer back. The whole process took less than two seconds, and he didn't even see what color the underwear was.

"Phew—easy peasy, hahaha." Wen Mo breathed a sigh of relief, praising himself somewhat arrogantly, but didn't notice that his cheeks were already slightly flushed.

When I returned, the sound of running water in the bathroom had already started again.

"Here you go."

Wen Mo knocked on the door and returned with a pair of cute, pure white underwear in his hand.

"I've hung it on the doorknob. Just remember to open the door and get it after I leave," he said loudly, hanging the underwear directly on the bathroom doorknob. After everything was done, he turned to leave.

The next second.

The bathroom door slowly opened, and a small, fair hand reached out from inside, along with a small head with wet hair.

"knew."

"Didn't I say I'd open the door after I left?"

He quickly turned his head away and ran to the living room as if fleeing, no longer daring to look behind him.

"Thanks."

Hearing a flat thank you from the bathroom, Wen Mo felt even more uneasy, feeling like she'd gotten the better deal, but she was the one who should thank her...

This made him wonder if this girl was being a little too approachable.

Perhaps there are reasons of my own; have I been spoiling her a little too much...?

Just as Wen Mo was lost in thought, the bathroom door was slowly pushed open, and hot steam immediately gushed out of the bathroom. Xia Lian walked to the balcony while drying her hair and put her clothes in the laundry basket.

She looked even more adorable after her bath. Her long, flowing hair cascaded down her back, and her skin, no longer as sickly pale as when she first arrived, gradually gained color and emitted a faint glow and fragrance.

"Hmm...?" She tilted her head in confusion, blinking her eyes.

"Huh? Oh, okay."

Realizing he had been staring for too long, Wen Mo quickly looked away, but the inexplicable flutter in his heart was unstoppable, and his heart was beating louder than he had imagined.

Everyone likes good-looking people, and Wen Mo is no exception. It's just that he didn't feel this way when he first met her, but it gradually became apparent after living with her for a while.

"What's wrong with Wen Mo?" Xia Lian sat down beside him, her eyes showing concern.

"It's okay, it's okay, I'm just a little hot, haha..." He waved his hand and changed the subject with an embarrassed smile, "Let me help you blow-dry your hair, otherwise it won't dry for a while."

"oh."

Xia Lian responded and obediently sat upright on the sofa.

Seeing this, Wenmer got up to get the hair dryer, but his head and heart were restless, as if he had been infected with an unknown virus.

What's wrong with me...?

Shaking his head, Wen Mo stopped his random thoughts, found a hairdryer in the drawer, moved behind the girl, and gently stroked her black hair.

The girl always smelled nice after taking a bath. Even though they used the same shampoo and shower gel, Wenmo always felt that she smelled much better than him.

"coax--"

A warm breeze caressed Xia Lian's hair and the back of her head. She hugged her knees, her little feet swinging comfortably from side to side on the sofa.

“I said, Xiao Lian.”

Wen Mo, holding the hair dryer, casually asked, "Have we been a little too close lately? What do you think?"

I always felt that she was very approachable to me.

Xia Lian squinted comfortably, then slowly opened her eyes after hearing the question, feeling a little strange.

"Um?"

"Oh, I didn't mean anything by it, I just meant... we're very close, but we should always keep some distance, right...?"

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