Chapter 354

Upon seeing that Quinn was still reaching for the ice-cold beer, Xavier stopped what he was doing, snatched the beer from her hand, and downed it in one go.

Quinn was rendered speechless. She had already drunk from that can! Didn't Xavier have mild mysophobia? How could he suddenly drink from her can?

"Is it good?" Quinn asked coldly.

Xavier nodded in response and said, "It's pretty good."

After saying that, he leaned in and kissed her softly. He lingered a moment longer as he playfully nipped at her lower lip. It was more of a tickle than anything, but it sent a pleasant sensation through her.

"If you want to drink, have it at room temperature. I'll get it for you once I'm done drying your hair," Xavier said as he began to dry her hair.

Given that the air conditioning in the living room was set too low, Quinn inevitably felt a bit chilly. She ran her hands up and down her arms and felt the goosebumps on her skin.

"Are you feeling cold?" Xavier was quick to notice that Quinn was