[After stepping outside, Xiao Xingchen lightly pats himself down with a nearby towel, diligently drying himself off when he turns and sees Xue Yang not doing that. With a light sigh, he turns and reaches up to pat Xue Yang's hair down as well.

Might as well tidy him up some more, now that he's started.]

Last night is the only time... anything like that will happen. [He moves around to smooth the towel down the hair by Xue Yang's face.] I also must borrow some clothes of yours. What you gave me yesterday needs to be washed, and I can't walk about in the city like that again, either...