Qi Sinian was, in fact, a bit of a germaphobe. Normally, he would have demanded an explanation, but with Zhong Xiran this drunk, and frankly, unable to stand the smell clinging to him any longer, he decided to take a quick shower first. When he came out, Zhong Xiran was still on the sofa, in the same position as he’d left her, clutching a tumbler and staring blankly into space. He had no idea if s