Xia Xi followed Xu Yanfeng closely. The elevator went up and stopped with a "ding" on the fourth floor.
This floor is Xu Yanfeng's private area. No one comes up here. It is so quiet that only the footsteps of two people can be heard, one in front and one behind.
Xu Yanfeng's clothes were also completely soaked. His thin white cotton and linen shirt clung to his skin, highlighting his superior figure even more clearly. Xia Xi was behind him. A glance up revealed his broad back muscles and lean waist. The muscle lines were shallow and clear, not exaggerated, but just right.
Xia Xi was admiring him unscrupulously and didn't notice that Xu Yanfeng suddenly stopped. She almost bumped into him, but she pursed her lips and leaned back in time to avoid close contact between her face and his back.
Xu Yanfeng stopped in front of two tightly closed doors, gripped the door handle with his slender fingers, pressed down, and pushed one of the doors open.
Xia Xi followed him in and looked around. It was a suite with a living room and a study. There was a cashmere blanket on the floor, which made no sound when stepped on. The bedroom was at the innermost part. The facilities were simple but stylish, and the colors were also very simple.
Gives people a clean and comfortable feeling.
Xu Yanfeng went straight to the cloakroom and found a shirt. He didn't have the habit of wearing shorts, and the closet was full of long pants, which Xia Xi couldn't wear. He thought for a moment, walked out and said to her, "You take a bath first. I'll call the housekeeper to go to the mall to buy a set of clothes."
"Why bother?" Xia Xi pulled the shirt from his arms. "Just wear this. It's long enough to be worn as a skirt."
Xu Yanfeng's expression froze for a moment, and he pointed to the bathroom. "There are clean towels in the cabinet under the sink, feel free to use them. The hair dryer is also in there."
After giving the instructions, Xu Yanfeng went out. He also needed to take a shower and change clothes.
Xia Xi was the only one left in the huge suite. Her nose felt a little itchy and she sneezed again. She didn't want to catch a cold, so she went into the bathroom without delay.
She didn't choose to take a bath. She stood under the shower and took a shower of hot water for a while. Her body gradually warmed up. After wiping off the water droplets on her body, she put on Xu Yanfeng's shirt.
Xu Yanfeng was very thoughtful. Since the shirt was for her to wear as pajamas, he chose a soft and skin-friendly fabric instead of a stiff one.
A faint woody scent lingered around her. Xia Xi sniffed, feeling as if she were being held in Xu Yanfeng's arms. She buttoned her shirt in front of the half-length mirror, and looking at herself in the mirror, she couldn't help but curl her lips.
She found a hair dryer from the cabinet, dried her underwear first, put it on, and then blew her hair.
Her hair was long and thick, so it took a long time to blow it. Her ears were filled with a buzzing sound, so Xia Xi didn't hear anyone knocking on the bedroom door.
Xu Yanfeng took a shower, changed into a dark grey home suit, and knocked on the door twice. There was no response from inside, but he could faintly hear the noise of a hair dryer. He understood what was going on, so he stopped urging and waited quietly against the wall beside the door.
After a long time, the noise stopped and Xu Yanfeng knocked on the door again. Xia Xi heard it this time and shouted "Wait a moment" outside. He unplugged the plug, wrapped the cord around the handle of the hair dryer, and put it in the cabinet.
She used her hand as a comb to casually smooth her hair, opened the bathroom door, and then went to open the bedroom door.
Xu Yanfeng stood outside, clutching a steaming cup of tea. A pungent ginger aroma wafted through the air. It was ginger tea, needless to say. He wondered how much ginger had gone into it, but with just a sniff, the scent was so strong it could reach the top of his head.
"The chef cooked it. Drink it." He spoke briefly and deliberately avoided glancing at her.
The moment he opened the door, his breath stopped for a beat. He hadn't expected that a simple white shirt would look like that on her. Her freshly dried hair was a little fluffy, and she had brushed it all to one side of her head. Two buttons on her collar were undone, revealing her collarbone, which was even more eye-catching than the thin silver chain around her neck.
Xu Yanfeng has always been a gentleman, and he looked away in just a second, but the picture was still reflected in his mind and could not be dispelled for a long time.
Xia Xi glanced at the ginger tea in his hand and curled her lips: "How did the chef know that I fell into the water?"
Knowing what she wanted to hear, Xu Yanfeng said directly, "I ordered it to do so," in order to reduce the time for idle chatter.
"Oh." Xia Xi kept her lips curled up, dragging out the last syllable as she reached out to take the cup of ginger tea. It smelled terrible, even harder to swallow than Chinese medicine. She stared at his profile and swallowed it mouthful by mouthful. "Xu Yanfeng, why don't you just look me in the eye?"
Xu Yanfeng didn't answer and avoided the topic: "What about the wet clothes? I'll take them to be dried."
Xia Xi stomped into the bathroom in her slippers, holding the shoulder strap of her skirt with two fingers. She came out and handed it to Xu Yanfeng: "Have someone be careful not to knock the diamonds off. This is my first time wearing it."
Xu Yanfeng took her skirt and went out. Xia Xi followed him and sent him to the door of the suite. Then she said softly, "Come up quickly. I'm a little scared to stay here alone. It's not convenient to go down dressed like this."
Xu Yanfeng turned his back to her and said, "Ask your roommate to accompany you?"
Xia Xi: "It's not easy for you to come here to play, let's say goodbye."
The elevator door opened, Xu Yanfeng went in, and his figure disappeared. Xia Xi went back to the bedroom, huddled on the sofa, held the cup, frowned, drank the rest of the ginger tea, and went to the bathroom to rinse her mouth.
Thinking that Xu Yanfeng would not come again, Xia Xi felt an indescribable joy in his heart when he heard footsteps. He turned around, but his vision suddenly went dark.
It was Xu Yanfeng who brought up her coat and threw it over her head like he had just thrown the bath towel. Two words fell from above her head: "Put it on."
Xia Xi struggled out of her coat in a hurry. Her soft hair was completely messed up and all over her face. She could go cosplay as a female ghost. She rolled her eyes at Xu Yanfeng: "No, I'm not cold."
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