His fingers are slender, and the Buddhist beads on his wrist add a sense of abstinence to him. He satisfies all the fantasies of a hand control person, but Jiang Wan is not a hand control person, she is a Qi An control person!
Qi'an heard the sound and looked up. He saw Jiang Wan standing behind the door, peeking at him. Her face was pure and elegant without any makeup, and water droplets were still dripping down her hair, which made her look more innocent.
"come over."
Qi'an stretched out his hand, Jiang Wan hesitated for a moment, and walked out from behind the door.
Qi'an's eyes darkened when he saw Jiang Wan wearing his bathrobe.
The bathrobe he wore reached his knees and was extremely large on Jiang Wan, making her look even more petite and adorable, exuding a charming and innocent charm inside and out.
Qi'an suddenly felt like his heart was on fire and his voice became a little hoarse.
Jiang Wan put her hand on Qi'an's hand. The warm touch made Qi'an's heart move, and he suddenly pulled the person into his arms.
Jiang Wan lowered her head shyly, thinking to herself:
What will Qi'an do next? Will he kiss me?
Qi'an took the warm fragrance in his arms, and his heart softened. He took the towel from Jiang Wan's hand and started to wipe her hair.
Jiang Wan: Huh???
Qi An paused before speaking:
"If you don't dry it, you'll catch a cold."
Jiang Wan lowered her head meekly, her little face flushed red, perhaps due to steam or something else.
Qi'an wiped it very carefully, so he didn't dare to look at it for too long.
He always thought he had good self-control, but in front of Jiang Wan, this ridiculous self-control was not worth mentioning.
Neither of them spoke, and the only sound in the room was the ticking of the clock.
Quiet, yet ambiguous...
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