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Ling Xiaosu was truly speechless, what did he mean by 'it's not like this is the first time we meet face to face'?

Ling Xiaosu covered his eyes with his hands, and said loudly in panic: "Y-y-you ….. Put on your clothes first!" It's over, it's over. There are going to be long needle marks if I see it.

Her eyes!

Ni Tianchen lowered his head and looked at his lower body that was wrapped in a white bath towel, which was hanging loosely on his waist, not letting go at all. His upper body was completely naked, with eight perfect abs below his well-developed chest, and his broad shoulders and narrow buttocks, it was the perfect model for his body.

Ni Tianchen lowered his head and looked at his body for a few seconds. Suddenly, his nerves were short-circuited as he said to Ling Xiaosu: "Xiaoxiao, why don't you take a look?" His figure was perfect, not any less than the models who were performing onstage.

Ling Xiaosu didn't even look at him and wasn't in the mood to listen. He actually said such shameless words, did he forget that he was even a CEO?

"I'm not going to look at your body. I'm afraid that if I look back, I'll get a lot of needles. Hurry up and put on your clothes, I'm here to bring you coffee. I'm leaving now." With that, Ling Xiaosu sneaked a peek through a gap in his eyes, turned his head to look at the door's location, and then walked towards the door with his back facing Ni Tianchen.

She wanted to get out of here as soon as possible, because it was too shameful to be with a man who had just come out of a bath and was wearing only a towel around his lower body. She, Ling Xiaosu, was too thin-skinned to bear such a scene.

He wanted to spray out blood from his nose.

Moving to the front of the door, Ling Xiaosu secretly heaved a sigh of relief. Just as she placed her hand on the doorknob, her back was pressed against her warm body, and her long and cold hands were placed on the back of her hand.

"Xiaoxiao, are you going back to rest so early?" Ni Tianchen approached Ling Xiaosu, and lowered his head slightly to look at his face. His wet hair was still dripping with water, dripping onto Ling Xiaosu's equally wet hair.

The slightly cold yet familiar sensation on his hands caused Ling Xiaosu's face to immediately turn red, especially the feeling of his chest touching her back, which made Ling Xiaosu's heartbeat speed up even more in an instant.

Ni Tianchen's usual voice was very nice to listen to, and it was magnetic yet low pitched. But after showering, her slightly lazy voice sounded even more magnetic and pleasant. Ling Xiaosu had a bit of voice control, so the voice that Ni Tianchen said earlier was even more pleasant to listen to than the voice of anyone she had ever heard.

"Heh." Suddenly, Ni Tianchen lowered his voice and laughed softly next to Ling Xiaosu's ear. The hot air that he was exhaling sprayed next to Ling Xiaosu's ear and in a split-second, Ling Xiaosu's ear turned completely red from embarrassment.

Ling Xiaosu calmed himself down, and stuttered an explanation: "I, I'm not, I'm going to the film crew tomorrow! "So, I want to go back early to rest, so, you, let go."

Ling Xiaosu had the impulse to smash herself to death, why did she have such a lack of confidence, it wasn't as if she had done something shameful.

Ni Tianchen glanced at Ling Xiaosu's dripping hair, and the curve of his lips drooped downwards. He lowered his tone and said: "But Xiao Xiao, your hair isn't dry yet.

"I, I know." Ling Xiaosu lowered her head and looked at the tip of her feet, she slightly exerted strength into her hand that was on the doorknob and wanted to pull it back, but the strength of Ni Tianchen's hand was too strong, she tried several times but to no avail.

"It's too late, it's too late. I … I'm going back to blow-dry my hair. Let go of my hand first." Ling Xiaosu was simply a little anxious in his heart, as though there was an ant scratching him. When was Ni Tianchen going to grab her hand?

Hearing that, Ni Tianchen still did not have the intention to let go of Ling Xiaosu's hands, but followed what Ling Xiaosu had said just now, and said: "Coincidentally, I also need to dry my hair before I can sleep, why not Xiao Xiao you blow it for me?"

Hearing that, Ling Xiaosu raised his head to look at Ni Tianchen in shock, and instantly met Ni Tianchen's gaze, "I'm helping you to boast?"

Ni Tianchen's lips curled up into a smile, his eyes filled with laughter, "Xiao Xiao, your words are very misleading, I'm asking you to help me blow-dry my hair, not to help me blow-my hair."

"Huh?" Ling Xiaosu looked at Ni Tianchen blankly. Why couldn't she understand what Ni Tianchen meant?

Ni Tianchen laughed with an unknown meaning, then suddenly extended his hand to stroke Ling Xiaosu's wet hair, and said: "It's nothing, you don't need to understand, it's just some words that don't have any nutrition anyway."

Ling Xiaosu, "..." So why should he say something to her without nutrition? It would be better not to say.

Ling Xiaosu rolled his eyes, Ni Tianchen smiled dotingly, and let go of Ling Xiaosu's hand, "There is no hair dryer in the study, the hair dryer is downstairs, we can only go down and hair."

Seeing Ni Tianchen let go of his hand, Ling Xiaosu completely heaved a sigh of relief. However, why did her tone of voice contained a tinge of regret when she heard Ni Tianchen go downstairs to blow-dry her hair?

Fortunately, Ling Anan was already asleep at this time, so even if Ni Tianchen swaggered into the living room with his upper body naked, he was not worried that someone would see him, not to mention that it was his mother-in-law.

Ni Tianchen lazily leaned against the sofa. His eyes slightly perked up as he looked at Ling Xiaosu, who obediently went to grab the electric wind blower.

After being blown back, Ni Tianchen pretended not to see anything, and continued to watch the TV screen go black.

With one hand holding the hair dryer and the other holding a black jacket, Ling Xiaosu's gaze landed on Ni Tianchen's bare chest. He let out two light coughs and threw the other jacket straight at Ni Tianchen's head.

Feeling Ni Tianchen's puzzled expression, Ling Xiaosu explained in all seriousness: "City A has been cold recently, especially at night. It's easy to catch cold after just showering like you, so it would be better to put on a coat."

Ni Tianchen raised his eyebrows, and looked at Ling Xiaosu seriously for a while. When he saw the unnatural blush on Ling Xiaosu's face, Ni Tianchen raised his smile.

Ni Tianchen looked at the jacket that Ling Xiaosu threw over, and said seriously: "But I don't like to be wrapped in a jacket after taking a bath, that would make me very uncomfortable."

"…" Who cares if you feel comfortable or not, I care about my eyes!

Ling Xiaosu pretended to be natural and said: "In any case, you should just put it on. If you get a cold, it will be bad for your health."

Ni Tianchen happily laughed, and in the end, still covered himself with a jacket, before looking at Ling Xiaosu who was twenty meters away from him, "Can you help me blow-dry my hair now?"

Seeing that Ni Tianchen had put on his jacket, Ling Xiaosu finally dared to look straight into his eyes, and nodded, "Of course you can."

Ling Xiaosu held the hair dryer and walked up to Ni Tianchen's back. He gently grabbed a handful of Ni Tianchen's hair with one hand and opened the button on the hair dryer with the other.