C666 He Didn't Do Anything

As she spoke, she lowered her head and jogged all the way into the kitchen, her slightly wet hair brushing past his shoulder, leaving a few faint traces of water stains on the fabric of his shirt on his shoulder.

Gu Beihua lowered his eyes and glanced at her. He did not say much, nor did he ask why she had come down from upstairs the moment she entered the kitchen. From the looks of it