C368 For You It's Not the Same

Han Xiaoxiao walked to her side and threw the towel that was used to wipe her hair onto the sofa. She raised her head and looked at him. "You're done with the washing?"

"Yes." Mo Zhan sat down beside her.

She turned her head again and looked at the ground in front of her.

Mo Zhan looked at her for a moment, then wrapped his arm around her shoulder, allowing her to lean on her shoulder