The Room Has Her Smell
Editor: Henyee Translations
He was actually… actually still maintaining the same posture as a few hours ago. He didn't move an inch and her clothes were still on his face!
What kind of habit is this? Why is he taking other people's clothes and putting them on his face?
Ye Jian put down the breakfast and wanted to pick her clothes up. After taking two steps, she hesitated.
She raised her hand and patted her slightly warm cheeks. Then, she took his military attire and walked into the washroom.
When she came back, he didn't wake up. It meant that he was really tired. Forget it, let him sleep.
When she turned on the tap, Ye Jian made sure that the noise was at its softest. She was worried that it might disturb Xia Jinyuan so Ye Jian didn't wash the clothes immediately. Instead, she turned on the showerhead and washed her hair.
Her hair was stained with blood. Other people might not be able to smell the blood but she smelled it all the way to the hotel.