When Qin Zhengnan returned to his bedroom, there was nobody in the room. There was a buzzing sound of hair dryers in the bathroom.

Looking at the shadows, Qin Zhengnan's habitual faint eyebrows slowly unfolded, his resolute mouth raised slightly, and the curvature became softer and softer. And the deep eyes, full, full, are spoiled.

Controlling the wheelchair past, pushing open the bathroom door, and seeing Xiao Warm for a moment, Qin Zhengnan's two hands on the wheelchair armrest could not help but want to stand up, hesitate for a moment, and the strength of his hands relaxed again.

Should have just taken a bath, she was wearing only a...