The door was opened, and Ye Anqi said, "What are you doing? I'm drying my hair."
Her hair wasn't dry yet.
Ya Shitian pulled her out, "Sit down, I'll dry it for you."
"No need, I'll do it myself."
"Sit down."
Just then, a servant knocked and entered, "Young master, the milk is here."
"Bring it over."
"Yes."
Ya Shitian took the milk and handed it to Ye Anqi, "Drink it, it'll help you sleep."
Ye Anqi waved her hand, "Thank you, I don't want to drink milk."
"Can't drink it?"
"Mm."
"What can you drink? Juice or soy milk, or some other drink?"
"Juice, please."
Ya Shitian handed the milk to the servant, "Make a cup of apple juice."
"Okay."
Ye Anqi understood his intention, wanting her to drink so she could use the bathroom better.
By the time the servant brought up the apple juice, he had already helped Ye Anqi dry her hair.
After drinking the juice, Ye Anqi went to bed to rest, while Ya Shitian went to the bathroom to shower.
