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"Don't wash your hair. The weather is still cold, and the air conditioner in this hotel is blasting."

She gave him a peculiar look and nodded before picking up the towel and dress from the bed. She trudged into the bathroom and before shutting it, peered out and looked at him.

For the life of her, she didn't know why he was still sitting in her room. She also didn't know why she didn't make her leave.

Meh, it's not like she had confidential material in the room, anywa ...

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