It’s past 3 p.m. and Gao Han hasn’t come back yet.
But there was nothing she could do except wait at home and pray that there would be no casualties this time.
I was sleeping in a daze at night and vaguely heard the sound of water.
Song Qingdai tiptoed over and realized that he had returned, but the bathroom door was suddenly opened from the inside.
Gao Han was drying his hair with a towel in his hand when he suddenly saw that face appear in front of him. The two of them stared at each other.
He was naked, and the water drops flowed from the man's jaw, across his protruding Adam's apple, and down into the darkness.
Song Qingdai's eyes also followed it all the way down.
"You, you are a hooligan!!!"
She saw it!
She saw everything!
Song Qingdai quickly turned around, but in an instant, her whole body became hot.
She felt like she was being roasted on a fire and was extremely hot.
It seemed as if the blood was boiling and hot.
Gao Han was not in a hurry and did not rush to cover himself.
"I was taking a shower at home, and you suddenly showed up here. How could I be considered a hooligan?"
Song Qingdai said nothing, quickly returned to her room and slammed the door.
Then he shrank into bed like a quail.
She knew Gao Hanmeng.
But I never thought that it would still be so powerful even in such a relaxed state.
“Pah.”
It was the sound of the door being opened.
Song Qingdai pulled a thin quilt over herself and wrapped herself tightly.
"You can't sleep on the bed today. There's a sofa in the living room on the first floor. Go sleep on the sofa!"
The people outside were silent for a while.
Then I heard his voice fall: "Qingdai, you want me to sleep on the sofa?"
Why does that voice sound a bit sad?
It was an illusion. It must be her illusion!
"I'm sorry, I woke you up by making too much noise when I came back. I won't come back so late when I go on a mission next time."
"Qingdai, have a good rest. I won't disturb you."
As he said that, he actually went downstairs to sleep on the sofa.
The moment the door was closed, the bedroom fell into silence.
Song Qingdai patted her face. Was she too cruel to Gao Han just now?
He was right. Even if he was not wearing any clothes, he was in his own home.
What's wrong with that?
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