This was because his pajamas were now completely wrinkled. They were obviously high-quality silk pajamas, but right now, they looked like garbage.
However, Zhan Lichuan didn't mind at all. He did not even ask why he was undressed when he woke up when he clearly remembered being properly dressed before going to bed. He carefully placed his pajamas back on and got out of bed.
Jing Qian looked at the man, who was tall and handsome, putting on the wrinkled pajamas and wanted to hit her own head.
"Qianqian, are you done washing up?"
"En," Jing Qian nodded her head.
"Could you just give me a minute? I will be done soon, then we can have breakfast together," Zhan Lichuan asked.
"Ummm, I've already made plans with Kuan Yuchen and I'm running late. I won't be able to have breakfast at home."
