When she almost thought He Yanchen was not at home...
I heard the faint sound of water splashing in the master bedroom bathroom.
He Yanchen is taking a shower! ?
Lin Zhixing entered the bedroom, put his ear to the bathroom door, confirmed that the sound coming from inside was the sound of rain, and quickly knocked on the door twice.
"Mr. He, you still have a fever and can't take a shower for the time being." Lin Zhixing knocked on the door again. "Can you hear me?"
The sound of water stopped at the same moment she finished speaking.
Lin Zhixing didn't dare to leave and could only wait at the door.
Soon, the bathroom door was opened, and He Yanchen was wearing a towel bathrobe and holding a white bath towel in his hand.
The man was probably in a hurry to come out and hardly wiped himself. Large drops of water flowed down from the ends of his short hair, flowed down his neck, and were absorbed by the fabric of his yukata.
"You can't take a shower. You're sick." Lin Zhixing took the white towel from the man's hand and said, "Bend down. I'll help you clean your hair."
He Yanchen lowered his eyes, his dark pupils reflecting the woman's anxious look. He bent down obediently and lowered his head.
He felt a thick towel wrapped around his hair, and the woman's hands were rubbing his hair through the towel as if she were rubbing a kitten or puppy.
Then wipe all the water off your neck.
Lin Zhixing made sure the water was wiped away before putting the towel away. He still couldn't help but worry, "If you take a shower now, you'll definitely have a fever again tonight and need an injection..."
He Yanchen straightened his back, nodded, and looked at the woman who was so close to him. He suppressed his desire to reach out and grab her wrist, and asked:
"You want me to get well soon so you can leave, right?"
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