"Okay." Qin Jian nodded.
After saying goodbye at the door of the clothing store, Qin Jian returned to the guesthouse with the clothes, finding An Hao still asleep.
The flush on her face had subsided significantly, and fine beads of sweat covered her forehead and nose. Qin Jian raised his hand to touch her forehead, and the temperature had gone down a lot.
An Hao slept until it was dark, missing lunch altogether.
When she opened her eyes, she was drenched in sweat but felt a sense of relief all over.
There was no one in the room. An Hao sat up and saw a set of brand new clothes, even underwear, prepared and within arm's reach.
An Hao reached behind her to touch the underwear; the material was very soft. It must be very comfortable to wear!
Qin Jian was such a considerate man!
After An Hao put on the clothes, she went to look for her dirty clothes to wash, only to find that he had already washed them and hung them up on the windowsill with a clothes hanger.