Invincible Young Master in the City
Chapter 689 - 689 685 The Story Below

689: Chapter 685 The Story Below 689: Chapter 685 The Story Below “If you don’t mind, you can stay at my place for the night,” Ye Fan kindly suggested.

However, what responded to him were two mocking, chilly glances, followed by a disdainful snort.

Ye Fan looked at Zhao Lina’s pretty face, clearly full of mockery, as if to say, “Don’t think for a second that I’m unaware of your sleazy thoughts.”

Ye Fan felt extremely wronged; he really had no other intentions.

If it had been someone else, he would have definitely just walked away, but since it was Zhao Lina, he couldn’t bring himself to be angry.

He forced a bitter smile and persuaded, “At least dry your clothes with the hairdryer before you go out looking for a locksmith, okay?

You could really catch a cold like this.

Getting a cold in the winter, it’d take at least half a month to recover.”

Seeing that Zhao Lina’s expression had softened somewhat, Ye Fan knew she had agreed, promptly stepped aside, and gestured for her to enter.

Zhao Lina snorted coldly and strode towards the door of Ye Fan’s dormitory.

Upon entering the dormitory, Ye Fan immediately turned on the lights and the air conditioning for heat, and then said to Zhao Lina, “You should take off your coat first to prevent the rain from soaking your clothes underneath.”

Zhao Lina, unhesitating and unfazed, began taking off her coat.

To avoid making Zhao Lina uncomfortable, Ye Fan went into the bedroom to look for a hairdryer.

Soon after, Ye Fan came out with the hairdryer, handing it over, “Your hair is wet, you should dry it first.”

As he spoke, he couldn’t help but glance at Zhao Lina’s entire body, noticing that her inner clothing was also wet.

Although it wasn’t very soaked, it was still damp on the lower third.

“How about you take a shower?” Ye Fan suggested.

Zhao Lina’s clothes were wet, and she would have to take them off in the bathroom to dry.

Zhao Lina tugged at the big wet patch on her clothes and frowned slightly.

“I’ll go get you a towel; I have spare ones that I’ve never used.

You’ll have to make do with them.” Saying this, he immediately turned and went into the bedroom.

Shortly after, Ye Fan returned with two brand-new towels, one large, one small, and handed them to Zhao Lina.

Zhao Lina looked at the two towels and said, “There is no power outlet in the bathroom, how am I supposed to use the hairdryer to dry my clothes?”

The layout of each unit in the company dormitory was the same, so even without going into the bathroom, she knew there were no power outlets.

“That’s easy; I’ll run an extension cord in there,” he said.

After saying that, Ye Fan quickly went searching for the extension cord.

He couldn’t remember where he had placed the extension cord, so after a quick search in the bedroom proved fruitless, he rushed to the study to look and still couldn’t find it.

Then he moved to the living room and unplugged the extension cord that was connected to the TV and computer.

“Heh, got it,” Ye Fan said with a laugh, holding the extension cord in front of Zhao Lina, “You better hurry and take a shower before you really catch a cold.”

Zhao Lina looked at the smile on Ye Fan’s face, fell silent for a while, and said, “Drying hair and clothes in the bathroom is too dangerous.”

Then…

all right.

I’ll go out, and when you’re done, just call me,” Ye Fan had no choice but to say.

Zhao Lina said indifferently, “How do I know you won’t sneak back here?”

“Is my character really that bad?” Ye Fan said, embarrassed.

Zhao Lina scornfully said, “You still have character?”

Ye Fan gave a wry smile, knowing what Zhao Lina was referring to, and spread his hands, “Then what do you want me to do?”

“Find me a clean set of pajamas,” said Zhao Lina.

“Uh?” Ye Fan was momentarily taken aback and said, “No problem.

But at this time going out to buy, I’m afraid you’ll catch a cold before I can even get back.”

“Don’t you have any clothes here?” Zhao Lina said with an expression that seemed to stare at an idiot.

Ye Fan replied, “Of course I have clothes here.

But I don’t have any women’s clothing, just my own.”

“Just yours,” Lina said with a taut face, and without waiting for Ye Fan to react, she turned and headed straight for the bathroom.

It took Ye Fan a while to come back to his senses.

When he turned his head to look at Zhao Lina, she had just entered the bathroom and slammed the door shut.

“She’s actually willing to wear my underwear; what’s this all about?” Ye Fan muttered to himself and hurriedly went to find some clothes for Zhao Lina to change into.

A few minutes later, Ye Fan rummaged through his wardrobe and pulled out a set of clean pajamas.

Although he was not particularly picky about clothes, the ones he used as pajamas were still of a relatively soft pure cotton fabric.

Holding the pajamas, he walked up to the bathroom door, where Ye Fan heard the sound of the shower already coming from inside.

After hesitating, he knocked on the door.

Soon the door opened a crack, and a pale, delicate hand stretched out from the steam of the hot water.

Ye Fan, seeing it, suddenly felt an impulse to rush in.

However, he suppressed the urge immediately and placed the pajamas in the delicate hand.

Zhao Lina said nothing, took the clothes, closed the door again, and continued her shower.

Ye Fan inwardly sneered at himself for a while, then turned and went into the kitchen to cook noodles.

He hadn’t had dinner yet, and his stomach was growling with hunger.

He figured Zhao Lina must be hungry too.

At this point, he could only cook noodles, but thankfully there were eggs in the fridge, so he added a few eggs to the pot.

Perhaps because she wasn’t at home, Zhao Lina showered quickly.

Before Ye Fan could finish cooking the noodles, she had already finished showering and started to blow-dry her hair.

Five or six minutes later, Ye Fan set the noodles on the dining table, then turned and called out, “Lina, are you hungry?

Come and eat some noodles.”

Sitting on the couch, Zhao Lina did not respond but got up and walked over.

As Zhao Lina approached, Ye Fan couldn’t help but take a proper look at her.

She wore a pair of his pajamas that fit terribly, baggy and looking somewhat like a dress.

But around the chest, the pajamas seemed stretched to the point where the buttons threatened to pop off.

Not only that, but there were also visible nipples.

Noticing this, Ye Fan’s eyes widened in shock.

Wasn’t this too explosive?

“What are you looking at?

Pervert!” Zhao Lina, catching Ye Fan’s burning gaze, immediately snapped with a cold face.

Embarrassed, Ye Fan shifted his gaze away.

Zhao Lina sat down at the table coolly, and then said out of the blue, “My underwear was wet too, so of course I had to change it!”

“Uh, I see,” Ye Fan mumbled in response.

Then the two of them sat facing each other, eating their noodles.

They ate in silence for a moment, and Ye Fan, feeling it was too quiet, looked up at Zhao Lina with a smile and said, “Shall I tell you a joke about noodles?”

Zhao Lina paused her eating, lifted her pretty face, and looked at Ye Fan coldly, without indicating yes or no.

Seeing that Zhao Lina didn’t voice any objection, Ye Fan took it as a silent consent and said, “It’s said that Old Zhang loves playing mahjong, not only in the mahjong parlor but sometimes he also invites his game buddies over to play at home.

One night, while playing mahjong at home until late, everyone’s stomach started growling with hunger.

Old Zhang’s wife decided to cook some noodles and asked: ‘Who wants to eat my noodles?’ ‘I do!’ everyone shouted in unison.”