A long pause later, Serenity heard a soft sigh in the room. Jackson straightened up and looked at her with a helpless look in his beautiful eyes.

"Only you."

She was the only one who could make him like this. Jackson longed for her to miss him, and only she would refuse to answer him. Even so, he could not do anything about it.

Jackson seemed less and less like his old self whenever he was with her.

"Hey, help me dry my hair." Jackson handed her the towel he had used earlier.

Serenity was stunned for a moment and stared blankly at him. Jackson leaned forward, his head close to her.

"What's wrong? Didn't you use to dry my hair when we were staying in the rented place?" Jackson asked with an arched eyebrow.

'But that was different!' Serenity thought, her lips pursed. Nevertheless, she finally put the towel over his head and began to dry his wet hair.

Serenity relaxed a little as the towel covered his face. Jackson behaved like an obedient puppy as she dried his hair. This moment