Chapter 920

Yi Jinli was topless with a towel around his waist. His hair was wet and dripping with water. Seeing Ling Yiran in the room, he smiled. "You're here." "Yes." She looked away uncomfortably. "What's the matter? Are you embarrassed?" He came up to her. "Aren't you going to help me dry my hair? I remember the first time you took me to your rental house that you offered to dry my hair when I came out of the shower, Sis." "You're a little too tall for me to dry your hair. Why don't you—" Before she could finish, he bent down. "Can you do it now?" His sudden approach startled her, and when she turned her head, her eyes met his. His eyes seemed to have some kind of magic that one could not help looking at. Then, he put a dry towel in her hands. "I like it when you help me to dry my hair." Ling Yiran held the towel almost stiffly. She put it over his head and began drying his wet hair. The towel managed to block his eyes, giving her a sense of relief. Not only did she help him dry hi