Two hours later, Ye Zhixing finally returned to the room to find Shang Jingchen propped up against the headboard, scrolling through his phone.
Once Ye Zhixing had finished showering and blow-dried her hair, it draped softly over her shoulders, making her appear much gentler than usual. Shang Jingchen loved the way she looked after a shower. It was a side of her that belonged only to him; he was the only one who had ever seen it.
He pulled her into his arms and stroked her hair. It was soft, like fine silk, and felt so wonderful under his touch that he couldn't bear to let go.
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