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A woman in a bathrobe appeared in his villa late at night.

It was hard not to think of something.

Furthermore, this woman was very beautiful. One could tell that she had an extraordinary temperament.

The smile on Xin Yi's face quickly faded. It was hard to say what caused the pain in his chest.

However, she only had one thought in her mind right now — to leave this place.

His feet seemed to be glued to her, and as he looked at the approaching woman, he became more and more unable to move.

Chi Yufeng watched as the faint smile on her lips slowly faded. He followed her gaze and saw that the woman who had just finished bathing was wearing a clean bathrobe as she slowly walked over. Her shoulder-length short hair was wet on her shoulders and water droplets were dripping off her hair.

He frowned, and his hands loosened their grip. He walked over with long legs, removed the towel in her hand, and wiped her hair. "Why didn't you dry your hair? It's easy to catch a cold, don't you know?"

Luo Xin glanced at the figure standing at the door, replying indifferently, "I couldn't find the hair dryer, where did you put it?"

Chi Yufeng remembered that the guest bedroom was not equipped with such a thing. He looked from her wet hair to her cold eyes, "It's in my room, I'll go get it."

"Yes."

The man went upstairs.

The living room sank into silence. Luo Xin took off the towel on her head, walked to the door, and looked at the woman who seemed to have lost her soul, "You are his friend? Come in and take a seat? "

Xin Yi came back to his senses, and his eyes dimmed down. "No, I have to go."

Luo Xin nodded and didn't ask him to stay.

Xin Xin returned to the car and sat in the cramped space for a while. Her head was empty, as if there was nothing in it, or as if she couldn't find a place for her thoughts to land, as if she was wandering aimlessly.

Suddenly, she laughed. Something was flowing out of the corner of her eyes. She had come here today specifically to make it sound like a joke.

"..."

Inside the villa, Chi Yufeng found a hairdryer and went downstairs.

A woman wearing a white bathrobe sat upright on the sofa, her long legs casually crossed, inadvertently revealing a little bit of seductive charm from her split bottom.

When Chi Yufeng saw the goblet in her hand, his expression darkened.

He walked over and snatched the glass away without saying anything. When he saw that more than half of the bottles were hanging over the tea table, he got even angrier.

"Didn't I tell you to rest well? You still want to drink? "

The woman who had her wine cup taken away wasn't annoyed. She raised her eyelids to look at him, then slightly pursed her bright red lips, "You're being disloyal now. The two bottles that you brought me last time weren't as good as this one. Give me some inferior stuff."

The last sentence seemed to be tainted with a bit of drunkenness, and there was even a hint of admonishment in the low voice.

Chi Yufeng was a normal man. Just looking at him with this kind of gaze caused his lower abdomen to unavoidably heat up.

He rolled his Adam's apple, barely averted his eyes, and took the glass and bottle back to the sofa. He stood behind the woman and plugged in the blow-dryer to dry her hair.

It was unknown whether she was drunk or sleepy, but Luo Xin leaned against the back of the sofa and didn't move, nor did she stop the man from doing so.

His long fingers went through his black hair and then he blew on it to dry it.

Neither of them broke the silence. The two of them seemed to be deep in thought.

When his hands dried up without a trace of moisture, Yu Feng switched off the power.

He walked around the sofa. Luo Xin seemed to be asleep. She slightly tilted her head and closed her eyes.

Chi Yufeng furrowed his brows. After hesitating for a moment, he did not pick her up. He reached out his hand to shake her shoulders and softly said, "Core, don't sleep here anymore. You'll catch a cold."