In the Mystic Passage, the light was suspended high, casting a gentle glow on Yun Qian, whose long hair reached her waist, still wearing a crumpled bath towel.
"Miss, could you move a little?" Xu Chang'an said helplessly.
"Hmm?" Yun Qian looked at him curiously and asked, "Do it myself?"
Indeed.
It's only when he is around that making the lady dress herself becomes strange.
"Am I really not spoiling the lady into uselessness?" Xu Chang'an talked to himself, but still walked over and picked up the clothes beside him.
"..."
After changing clothes, Xu Chang'an wiped the water stains from Yun Qian's long hair clean before preparing to leave the spring valley.
Yun Qian always looked exceptionally beautiful after a hot spring, and Xu Chang'an was well aware of this.
Yun Qian thought so too.
They both wanted to take a good look at each other.
The wind started outside, as if it was going to rain.
