Chapter 162: They’re All Scoundrels

Chapter 162 -136: They’re All Scoundrels

“I’m not that bored,” Xiao Ran said casually.

‘I don’t have a fetish for watching people in their underwear!’

‘But if she were taking them off, that would be a different story.’

‘Yan Xici strongly suspected Xiao Ran had discovered she’d been peeking at him in the shower. But then again, if he had, that just proved he had peeked at her too. In that case, they were even!’

‘So no one really lost out!’

With that thought, the shy girl felt much better.

People tend to rationalize things when they’re extremely nervous, just like Yan Xici was doing now.

‘What’s there to be afraid of? This is the worst it can get, anyway!’

She took a deep breath, trying her best to console herself. Slowly, she stood up, shed her clothes, and put her underwear back on. Then, she slipped on Xiao Ran’s T-shirt. Though her face was still bright red, her state of mind had gone numb.

She stepped into her sandals and walked out of the room, her movements deliberately unhurried.

Because of their height difference, Xiao Ran’s white T-shirt, which was a perfect fit on him, looked oversized on her. It came down to just below her thighs, and the sleeves hung loosely. The shirt framed her pair of long, slender legs, making them look especially enticing.

Her hair was still wet, but she had no intention of blow-drying it. ‘It can just air dry.’

‘After all that work, I’m really exhausted.’

‘No exaggeration, even my thighs are aching!’

Yan Xici blinked her glistening eyes and looked at Xiao Ran with a composed expression. “I’m ready. Let’s go.”

‘I don’t want to talk about anything else. We both saw each other, so none of that matters anymore!’

Seeing her dripping hair, Xiao Ran, who was sitting on the metal bed, looked surprised.

“Are you really not going to dry your hair?”

Girls are different from guys. Xiao Ran could get away with not blow-drying his hair because it was so short.

It would be dry in a few minutes anyway. But with hair as long as Yan Xici’s, leaving her scalp damp could easily give her a migraine.

‘My mom ended up with chronic headaches because of that.’

Hearing this, Yan Xici pouted her rosy lips, her eyes growing listless. “I’m so tired.”

She was already exhausted from the long video shoot, and then she fell into the water. After this whole ordeal, she was truly wiped out.

She had no energy to even think about drying her hair. All she wanted now was to go outside and get some air.

Seeing her state, Xiao Ran’s expression became firm. “No, you have to dry your hair.”

“But I don’t want to~” Her eyes were full of pleading, and her voice was impossibly soft.

‘I really don’t want to move.’

‘So tired.’

Looking at the adorable girl before him with her cute, dewy face, Xiao Ran sighed fondly.

“Fine… I’ll dry it for you.”

‘Seriously, I’ve never dried a girl’s hair before. Not even Yan Li’s!’

‘After all, she rarely washes her hair at home; she almost always goes to a salon.’

At his words, the girl’s eyes widened in surprise as she looked at him. “Is that really okay?”

‘I never knew having a boyfriend came with little perks like this. I’m so happy!’

“Why wouldn’t it be?” Xiao Ran shrugged nonchalantly.

With that, he walked over to the counter and picked up the hair dryer.

He then walked back to the bed, found the nearest outlet, and plugged it in. He looked at Yan Xici with a serious expression.

“Come on, sit here.”

The innocent girl had never had someone dry her hair for her before. Surprised and delighted, she was the picture of compliance. She moved to sit right where Xiao Ran had pointed. She kept her beautiful, long legs primly together, her pale, bare feet swinging back and forth.

Xiao Ran stood behind her, gathering her hair in his hands and starting to dry it section by section.

Her freshly washed hair carried a clean scent. It was very smooth and not at all difficult to dry.

When he got to her scalp, he would even gently massage it with the pads of his fingers.

‘He was old enough, after all. He might not have done this before, but he’d seen how it was done. Every time he went to a salon for a haircut, the young female stylists would dry his hair just like this.’

Feeling the pleasant friction of his soft fingertips against her scalp, the girl gave a comfortable little shrug. Her pretty eyes narrowed slightly, and her face was the picture of indescribable contentment.

‘Oh my god, what kind of heavenly treatment is this?!’

‘He’s so good at this! It feels incredible!’

Yan Xici had hair of average thickness, but the quality was excellent—incredibly silky. As he dried it, it fell loose and airy against her back.

Even without a comb, its silkiness was unaffected.

A gentle run of his fingers through it was all that was needed to tidy it.

Every time Xiao Ran massaged her scalp, her head would tilt unconsciously, following the movement of his fingers, and he would have to gently guide it back into place.

Smelling the pleasant scent wafting from her hair and seeing the well-behaved girl with a look of pure bliss on her face, Xiao Ran felt happy just watching her. Suddenly, he felt as if his life before this had been lived in vain.

‘So this is what it feels like to be needed, to be valued. It’s an amazing feeling!’

Just like that, Xiao Ran was filled with motivation.

Her hair was dry in just a few minutes. Xiao Ran grinned and handed her the ginger tea. “There. Can you drink this now?”

Having been thoroughly pampered, the girl’s eyes curved into happy crescents. “Okay!”

With that, she reached out her small, fair hand and took the cup of ginger tea from him.