"Oh." Rachel didn't know what else to say, watching the water droplets slide down from his hair and linger on his cold, handsome face.
She added softly, "Your face feels a little hot, and your hair is wet. Let me blow it dry for you. After that, we can eat the noodles."
Kellan's gaze darkened.
This woman felt different today, completely different. She no longer seemed distant. Instead, she looked gentle and obedient.
Seeing that he didn't reply, Rachel's already nervous heart became even more flustered.
Her anxious eyes darted around, but somehow ended up locking with his gaze.
The moment their eyes met, the air seemed to freeze, and a subtle, ambiguous atmosphere filled the room.
Rachel's heart pounded wildly like a frightened rabbit, so fast that she could hardly breathe.
"If you're very hungry… then eat the noodles first!" Rachel bit her lip nervously.
