Not condoms?
So just now she...
How embarrassing!
Shi Yu glanced at Shen Cheng expressionlessly, before pulling out a hairdryer from the drawer and plugging it in.
"Go sit there."
The voice, cold.
"Oh!"
Shen Cheng responded softly and sat back on the bed.
Shi Yu approached her, turned on the hairdryer, and started drying her hair gently.
"You should dry your hair after a bath; otherwise, it's easy to catch cold."
His deep voice was mostly drowned out by the noise of the hairdryer, still, it reached Shen Cheng's ears. But she pretended not to hear, closing her eyes and leaning into his embrace.
After all, not everyone could enjoy such meticulous care from this man.
After drying her hair, Shi Yu stood holding her for a while, asked about her work, and then went to take a bath.
Shen Cheng lay down on the bed and fell asleep within minutes.
In a drowsy state, she felt herself being pulled into a warm embrace.
