Come And Get It Yourself

"Yes! Yes, I'm ready!" An Xiaxia came to herself and answered in a hurry.

She had never dressed herself more quickly. An Xiaxia then pulled the door open and saw Sheng Yize waiting outside as he leaned on the wall with his arms crossed. She blushed again.

She instinctively tried to keep her distance, but Sheng Yize grabbed her wrist and pulled her into his arms.

"Your hair is still wet. Where do you think you're going?" he scolded her mildly as he took up the hairdryer and began to carefully blow her hair dry.

An Xiaxia jabbed the tips of her index fingers together the whole time. The thought of Sheng Yize preparing underwear for her almost made her explode with shame…

Aww!

As her cheeks turned redder, Sheng Yize felt her forehead. "Are you feeling alright? Why is your face so red?"