"Where's your laundry detergent? I need to wash my clothes," Liu Xiaoyuan said.

Liu Xiaoyuan had previously killed more than a dozen people while wearing this outfit, and he could still faintly smell the blood on the clothes.

Even Liu Xiaoyuan himself couldn't stand the smell, let alone the others.

Therefore, these clothes must be washed off immediately to get rid of the bloody smell.

Upon hearing this, Yang Zihan immediately said, "Xiaoyuan, I'll wash it. You can just leave it there."

"That's not a good idea, I'd better wash them myself." It was the first time a girl had ever washed his clothes for him, and Liu Xiaoyuan was still a little unaccustomed to it.

Moreover, this was at Yang Zihan's house, and Liu Xiaoyuan felt it was better to wash it himself; he wanted to be a diligent boy.

Yang Zihan said shyly, "If there's anything wrong with it, just leave it here and let someone wash it for you. Don't say anything more."

Hearing Yang Zihan say that, Liu Xiaoyuan didn't stand on ceremony and decided to enjoy the life of a grandpa who had someone wash his clothes.

Then, Yang Zihan took the laundry detergent and started washing Liu Xiaoyuan's clothes. Liu Xiaoyuan stood to the side and talked to Yang Zihan.

Yang Zihan blushed and said to Liu Xiaoyuan, "You should go and rest, it's getting late."

Liu Xiaoyuan said, "No rush, let me chat with you, I'm afraid you'll be bored doing laundry alone."

Yang Zihan said shyly, "I don't need you to keep me company. I'm not bored. You should go and rest." The reason Yang Zihan wanted Liu Xiaoyuan to rest was because Liu Xiaoyuan's underwear had been washed, and she felt that it was extremely embarrassing for him to be standing next to her while she washed his underwear.

Finally, Liu Xiaoyuan couldn't persuade Yang Zihan otherwise, so he had to go back to his room to sleep. The room Liu Xiaoyuan slept in was still Yang Zihan's room. Looking at the warm decorations in the room, Liu Xiaoyuan felt exceptionally comfortable.

"Mmm, it smells so good! A girl's bed smells so good!" Liu Xiaoyuan lay on the bed, inhaling the faint fragrance on the quilt, which was intoxicating.

Not long after, Liu Xiaoyuan fell asleep. In his hazy state, he felt someone climb onto the bed.

Liu Xiaoyuan opened his eyes, touched the person next to him, and found that there was indeed someone sleeping beside him. When Liu Xiaoyuan touched the person's body, the person visibly trembled.

Liu Xiaoyuan immediately came to his senses. The person lying on his bed must be Yang Zihan, not someone else.

"Zihan, is that you?" Liu Xiaoyuan immediately turned around and asked.

"Mmm!" Yang Zihan's voice was very soft, almost inaudible, which showed how shy she was at that moment.

Liu Xiaoyuan was very surprised. Why was Yang Zihan being so proactive tonight? This was completely out of character for her timid personality.

"Zihan, are you... are you alright?" Liu Xiaoyuan asked cautiously, completely baffled as to why Yang Zihan had been so proactive tonight.

Yang Zihan said softly, "My mom locked the door from the inside, so I can't get in. I'll have to sleep here tonight."

Oh my god! So it was my mother-in-law who did this. It seems she wants to have a grandson soon, that's why she did this.

"Oh!" Liu Xiaoyuan said with a smile, "Zihan, let's sleep together, it'll be warmer that way."

Even if Yang Zihan was as innocent as a little white rabbit, she knew that Liu Xiaoyuan was lying. It was already so hot, and it was already a bit hot to sleep in bed without a blanket. He said that hugging him would keep her warm. This scoundrel was absolutely wicked.

"Hot." Yang Zihan simply said one word.

Liu Xiaoyuan said, "If it's hot, turn on the fan. I saw that you have a fan in your room."

As he spoke, Liu Xiaoyuan turned on the room light and found that Yang Zihan hadn't taken off her clothes and was already asleep on the bed, her pretty face blushing like a peach blossom in March.

When Liu Xiaoyuan suddenly turned on the light, Yang Zihan immediately buried her head in the pillow, not wanting Liu Xiaoyuan to see her embarrassing state.

"Zihan, what's wrong with you? Is your head feeling unwell?" Liu Xiaoyuan teased Yang Zihan when he saw her shy and cute appearance.

Yang Zihan quickly replied, "No, I'm not feeling unwell."

Liu Xiaoyuan, however, had no intention of letting Yang Zihan off so easily, and said, "I don't believe it. Let me touch her and see if she has a cold."

As he spoke, Liu Xiaoyuan immediately reached out and placed his hand on Yang Zihan's forehead. Because of shyness, Yang Zihan's forehead was a little hot to the touch.

"Oh dear, Zihan, you have a fever! This is terrible! Your forehead is so hot, and you're wearing so many clothes. It'll only get worse. Listen to me, take your clothes off right now!" Liu Xiaoyuan said hurriedly, his tone anxious, which was nothing short of a serious lie.

Hearing Liu Xiaoyuan's serious-sounding nonsense, Yang Zihan knew he was teasing her. She angrily raised her head, glared at Liu Xiaoyuan, and said, "You bad guy, how could you be so mean?"

Liu Xiaoyuan said with a smile, "Zihan, you really misunderstood me. Look how hot your forehead is, and you're wearing so many clothes. It must be because you're wearing too many clothes. Listen to me, take off your clothes quickly, and your forehead will stop feeling hot right away."

"You bad boy! I won't take it off, you're so naughty!" Yang Zihan buried her head tightly in the pillow when she heard Liu Xiaoyuan's words, not wanting Liu Xiaoyuan to see her shy and cute appearance.

Liu Xiaoyuan chuckled, stopped teasing Yang Zihan, and got out of bed to turn on the fan.

After turning on the fan, Liu Xiaoyuan climbed into bed, turned off the light, and then pulled Yang Zihan into his arms.

The moment Liu Xiaoyuan held her tightly in his arms, Yang Zihan visibly trembled, seemingly out of fear and excitement.

"Zihan," Liu Xiaoyuan called softly.

"Mmm!" Yang Zihan responded softly.

"Zihan!" Liu Xiaoyuan called softly again.

"Mmm!" Yang Zihan responded softly again.

"Zihan!" Liu Xiaoyuan called out again.

This time, Yang Zihan couldn't stand it anymore and asked, "You bad guy, what exactly do you want to do?"

Liu Xiaoyuan said, "Zihan, I want to say that your body is so hot, why don't you take off your clothes? You'll really catch a cold if you sweat too much."

Yang Zihan thought to herself, "Isn't it all your fault, you bad guy? If you hadn't been holding me like that, would my body be so hot?"

"Let go of me, stop hugging me, and my body won't be so hot anymore," Yang Zihan said irritably.

Liu Xiaoyuan said with a smile, "That won't do. The fan is blowing so strong. What if my Zihan gets blown away by the wind if I don't hold her?"

Hearing Liu Xiaoyuan's shameless words, Yang Zihan was both amused and exasperated. How could this guy be so wicked?

(End of this chapter)