After Shen Niantang finished washing the dishes and changing her clothes, she came out to find Niannian sitting on a small wooden stool, wrapped in an old towel, its paws still damp and curled. Gu Tingchuan was wringing out another towel. Seeing her emerge, his gaze lingered for a moment on her dripping hair.
"Come here."
Under the pomegranate tree, Shen Niantang sat on a small stool while Niannian lay at her feet, yawning. Gu Tingchuan stood behind her, carefully drying her long hair with a towel. The night breeze brushed past, carrying the chill of early autumn, yet it could not dissipate the heat on her cheeks. His fingertips occasionally brushed the back of her neck.
Chapter 110