At that moment, he laid Su Qingxue on his bed and began to remove her vomit-stained clothes, preparing to wash them. Seeing Su Qingxue's beautiful body, Ye Fan felt an unprecedented impulse. He managed to restrain himself, however, as he would not take advantage of someone in such a vulnerable state. After all, I'm a gentleman.
He prayed that Su Qingxue wouldn't vomit again. If she does, I'll be busy all night. Then, he took her bedsheet, his own clothes, and, of course, her clothes to be washed. It was the first time he had ever washed a woman's clothes, and it gave him an indescribable feeling.
In the early morning, Su Qingxue opened her eyes. The room felt both familiar and strange. She struggled to sit up, but a wave of dizziness washed over her, making her want to lie back down. Just then, she felt a chill and looked down, realizing something was missing—her clothes.
