"I told you, turn your head away and don't look over here!"
He Zhuying's clothes were wet, and now with a fire, she could take them off to dry them a bit.
"Don't look, wait until my clothes are dry, and then you can turn back around."
"It smells so good, what is it."
"There's nothing, don't overthink it!" He Zhuying knew it was the smell of her clothes. Because of her work, she often traveled and frequently sprayed a lot of perfume on her clothes to keep them fresh for a long time.
Finally, He Zhuying dried her clothes, put them on, and then said to Liu Chen, "Okay, you can turn around now."
"Turn your head away; I need to take mine off to dry, too."
Liu Chen said to He Zhuying.
"Don't mind me, just make sure you don't turn back."
Liu Chen's were dry within ten minutes, and they felt comfortable and refreshing to wear.
"Alright, you can turn around now," Liu Chen said to her.
