Saying that, she really did get up and prepared to leave.
But she had only taken two steps when Xing Chen, already holding something in his hand, grabbed her back and pushed her to sit down by the bed.
"The fearless L.S., still afraid to share a room with me?" He chuckled, and without stopping his hands, he wrapped Ran Xiangsi in a brand new towel and casually wiped her wet hair.
Fortunately, it didn't get too wet, otherwise, if the wound got infected, it would be bad.
Ran Xiangsi didn't notice how the usually indifferent Young Master Xing Chen was now so concerned about whether she would catch a cold...
She was still thinking about what Xing Chen said about L.S.
That was her alias in The Matrix, a name that struck fear into the industry—a queen of thorns!
Knowing he used these words to provoke her on purpose, Ran Xiangsi bit her lip and replied defiantly, "Who's afraid? Isn't it just sleeping together? What's there to fear? Come on, let's sleep together tonight!"
