Ji Yan walked to Shen Hanxing's side and took the towel from her hand. Then, he gently helped to dry her hair.
"Why did you come here?" Shen Hanxing closed her eyes to feel the strength on her head. She deliberately teased, "It's getting late. Mr. Ji, are you here to sleep with me?" Her voice was sweet and seductive.
Ji Yan's adam's apple moved slightly as he gulped. His warm palm scratched Shen Hanxing's nose. "My wife, don't talk nonsense." He appeared serious, but his voice was hoarse and deep with a hint of surging desire.
Shen Hanxing laughed lightly and kept silent. Raising her head, she showed her slender and beautiful neck, looking fragile and beautiful. Ji Yan's gaze deepened. He picked up the hairdryer and dried Shen Hanxing's hair. He bent down and lifted Shen Hanxing's chin. "Ji Mo said that you're in a bad mood today, is that true?" He lowered his head and planted a kiss on Shen Hanxing's lips. "Who upset you?"
