Ning Qing's eyes held a playful glint, and she curled her lips into a smile.

"What, didn't you ask me for the receipt? Now you don't want it anymore?"

Bai Hao was speechless for a moment, and feeling exhausted, he raised his hand to his forehead again.

After a moment, he suppressed all his emotions.

She looked up at Ning Qing.

"Since you say we were destined to meet in our past lives, then tell me about our story!"

Bai Hao thought to himself, since he said that, he would listen to the story he made up first, and then find the flaws to refute it.

This proves that he imagined all of this.

Ning Qing raised an eyebrow. "You really want to hear it?"

Bai Hao glanced at her and nodded helplessly.

"I want to hear it."

Ning Qing knew that he did not believe her explanation.

She raised her hand and ruffled his short hair.

This time, Bai Hao did not dodge.

A hint of satisfaction flashed in Ning Qing's eyes.

This is a good start; once you do it once, you'll do it again.

"It's too late now, you should rest. I'll tell you about it later."

As he spoke, he stood up and grabbed a large bath towel that was placed to the side.

Bai Hao was wrapped up tightly, looking like a giant rice dumpling.

Bai Hao's eyes widened, and he asked urgently.

"What are you doing?"

Ning Qing leaned down and placed a gentle kiss on his face, then, to his astonishment, picked him up and placed him on the sink.

She ruffled his short hair again and coaxed him softly.

"Sweetie, sit and wait for me, it'll be ready soon."

Bai Hao found Ning Qing's gentle coaxing voice surprisingly warm and comforting, and even felt a strange sense of kinship.

After a moment of stunned silence, he looked up at Ning Qing.

His hand was already on his waist, on the belt of his bathrobe.

Bai Hao's eyes widened, and he asked urgently.

"What do you want to do?"

Ning Qingchao smiled.

"What can you do in the bathroom? Wash up, of course."

After saying that, he pulled hard, and his robe was instantly opened.

Her smooth, fair chest was exposed.

Wrapped up like a rice dumpling, Bai Hao could only turn his head away, refusing to look at the beautiful scenery before him.

But a soft laugh reached my ears.

I felt someone approaching, and then a laughing voice whispered in my ear, hot breath spraying against my earlobe.

"What, do you not want to see... or are you afraid to see, hmm..."

His magnetic murmur was like an electric current, sending shivers down your spine.

Bai Hao immediately closed his eyes tightly.

Ning Qing kissed him on the cheek and then stopped teasing him.

Instead, she went to wash up.

After Ning Qing finished putting on her bathrobe, Bai Hao still kept his eyes closed.

Ning Qing walked over, her eyes filled with affection, and gently stroked his high, straight nose with her slightly bent index finger.

"I'm dressed now, you can open your eyes."

Upon hearing this, Bai Hao slowly opened his eyes.

Seeing that Ning Qing had already put on her bathrobe, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Ning Qing reached out, pulled the person into her arms, and walked out of the bathroom.

Bai Hao looked up and growled, "What are you doing?"

Ning Qing lowered her eyes and glanced at the person in her arms.

"It's late, time to rest."

Bai Hao turned his head and saw the large bed getting closer and closer.

She exclaimed in surprise, "You...you want to sleep with me?"

Ning Qing nodded. "Why not?"

Bai Hao retorted urgently, "Of course not."

Ning Qing placed the person on the bed and pinched his chin.

I leaned down and gazed intently at his face.

"Oh, why not?"

Bai Hao glared fiercely at Ning Qing.

"You're gay, I can't sleep with you."

Ning Qing looked helpless and reiterated.

"I am not gay."