"Yes." Gan Tian frowned, "What else?"

Lin Shuang shook his head, feeling as if a big stone had fallen to the ground. He secretly thought that he was overthinking.

"Gan Tian, ​​are you okay?"

There was a restrained and rhythmic knock on the door outside.

The gaze from the opposite side passed over Lin Shuang's head with a "whoosh", followed by a loud response: "Okay, okay, A'qiao, come in!"

Lin Shuang turned around and turned to the door. Chen Yuqiao turned the handle and walked slowly into the reading room, holding a towel in his hand and wiping his wet hair.

He took off his raincoat and wore an apricot-colored short-sleeved t-shirt on his upper body, with a sharp collar that exposed his pale and protruding collarbone. Under the light blue trousers, he wore a pair of black sandals on his bare feet. The simple combination made him look more handsome.

The whole person is fresh and elegant, and the bitter flax hair color on his head is not as greasy and perverse as the "yellow hair" that Lin Shuang imagined after hearing other people's descriptions.

He stood in a relaxed posture, pulled off his towel and looked at Lin Shuang and the others with his clear eyebrows. The mole hanging from the end of his eyebrows slowly rose and fell with the changes in his expression when he spoke.

"Zheng Shuyi just called me, which is rare. But I was busy and didn't receive it."

"..."
Chapter completed!