Leng Sichen rubbed his weary brow, a heavy shadow cast beneath his eyes.
He knew this would make her resentful, and he didn't want that, but the thought of the scene he'd witnessed yesterday morning made his heart race, and he'd spent the whole night tormented by nightmares.
Rather than letting her get hurt, he could only choose to let her be angry.
Leng Sichen stuffed a dry towel into her hand and then lowered his head, "Help me dry my hair."
Xia Yuxun was feeding Pudding beef jerky and without looking up, she said, "Dry it yourself."
Leng Sichen immediately showed a hurt expression, "You can even help Pudding dry its fur, but you won't even help dry my hair?"
Xia Yuxun glanced at him sideways, "Are you sure you want to compare yourself to a dog?"
