98: Chapter 99 Expectation (5) 98: Chapter 99 Expectation (5) Hotel.
After getting out of the car, Yu Zexiao maintained his proud demeanor, walking ahead of everyone alone until they reached the door of the room; that’s when he stood to the side with arms crossed—because he didn’t carry a room key, disdaining the one touched by countless others as dirty.
He was not very happy.
Although he had confirmed that Jian Anning was not a bad person, the thought of her pushing him towards Jiang Xuanqi still did not sit well with him.
—Of course, while he dwelled on this matter, he had completely forgotten that Jiang Xuanqi had shivered from his close presence; if it were not for Jian Anning’s considerable combat capabilities, he might have been pitifully cornered to death by Jiang Xuanqi by now.
However, his mood at this moment was indeed not very good.
The main reason was that he had caught a cold.
Because this guy had repeatedly refused Jian Anning’s offers to dress him and, in early summer, despite the light rain, insisted on wearing only a thin T-shirt while talking with her at the doorway for a long time, getting soaked in the process.
He hadn’t felt it while in the car, but once back at the hotel, standing and waiting for her, a draft blew through the hallway windows, and his brain quickly filled with a scattered and irritable mood.
“What took you so long?” As soon as he finally saw Jian Anning hurrying over, he frowned displeased.
Jian Anning was speechless; he was 183 centimeters tall, almost twenty centimeters taller than her, with long legs, and had barged ahead without waiting for her as she was still gathering his belongings.
After leaving the car, Yu Zexiao had also been the first to press the elevator button and didn’t wait for her, going up by himself.
It took time for her to wait for the elevator; how could she be faster than him?
Moreover, the bag she was carrying, aside from a few of her own items, was filled with Yu Zexiao’s things.
It contained his spare clothes, hand sanitizer, disinfectant, special facial tissues, his lunch box from noon, his mobile phone, and a laptop.
It was heavier than the backpack she carried during her school days!
However, right now Jian Anning couldn’t be bothered to argue with him.
Having spent enough time with Yu Zexiao, she had gradually figured out his temperament.
One shouldn’t see him as a typical twenty-eight-year-old man but rather as a five-year-old kindergartner.
No matter how impolite or absurd his demands were, externally one had to appear completely submissive, as if to say “You’re right, you’re absolutely right.” Once he felt good about it, he wouldn’t lose his temper with you.
She opened the door, turned on the lights, and the white fluorescent light illuminated the room.
As Jian Anning turned around, she caught sight of Yu Zexiao’s impressively well-defined muscles—
In the car and outside, due to poor lighting, she hadn’t seen them clearly.
Yu Zexiao wore a thin white T-shirt, which, once drenched by rain, became somewhat transparent.
The high-quality white light cotton clung tightly to his toned body.
Under the intense white light, one could faintly make out the firm muscles of his chest and abdomen…
Jian Anning only glanced once before quickly turning her face away, daring not to look again.
She put down the bag and immediately went to the bathroom, where she took a towel, wrung it out, and handed it to him.
“You’re all wet, dry yourself off quickly.”
Yu Zexiao furrowed his brow and did not take the towel from her hand; instead, he suddenly began to slowly take off his shirt!