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
















