Xue Tian's head was a bit mischievous when he could only think of Wen Xiang's t-shirt as well as the man's alluring scent. However, he still followed Wen Xiang's orders as he obediently wore the t-shirt to cover his nose and also his head as the tattooed man cleaned the living room.
The taller man didn't ask for his help, and that was why he just stood to the side as his blue eyes followed Wen Xiang's every move in the house. It wasn't that he didn't want to help the man, but somehow he thought that the other man just needed some alone time because the man probably had complicated feelings in his heart right now.
Even if the two of them had hugged each other to lessen the burden in their hearts, Xue Tian could understand that it would not be easy for the raven-haired man to return to this house again after twenty years had passed.
