One hour can be spent doing many unspeakable things.
"Did you get wet?" he asked, reaching out to take off her clothes.
Yes, he had been full of anger just a moment ago, ready to deal with this little thing, and who knew, it suddenly started to rain?
And he almost without thinking, immediately opened the car door, rushed out, held her in his arms to protect her, and got back in the car.
"I didn't get wet." She wiped her hair.
Looking at him, his clothes were all wet.
A bit of heartache, hmm, was it because... did he get hurt saving her?
It shouldn't be, shouldn't it!
"You're all wet, take it off." You can't wear wet clothes, not to mention, his chest was injured, his hands too… right, how is it that he's injured everywhere!
She moved closer to him, grabbed a blanket from the side, and began to wipe the water off his handsome face.
Then, she reached out to take off his clothes.
