"Liuying, hurry up and wash!"
Ai Yujie stood by the door, drying her hair, and called out to Su Liuying, who was sitting on the sofa. But she was frowning and lost in thought, not hearing someone talk to her.
So she walked over and sat down beside Su Liuying, looking at her and asked, "Liuying, what's wrong? What are you thinking about that has you so spaced out?"
"Oh! I know now!"
Ai Yujie suddenly laughed, "You must be thinking about your Mr. Quan, right? He just went on a business trip and you're already so distracted? The temperature of your feelings is certainly rising quickly!"
"Uh?... Not at all!"
Su Liuying snapped back to reality, stood up, and forced a smile at her, saying, "You're done washing? Then I'll go wash!"
"Be careful not to let your wound get wet!"
Ai Yujie continued drying her hair as she reminded Su Liuying. She just thought she was embarrassed and didn't notice her abnormality.
"Okay!"
