Zhuang Xuejun couldn't help but roll her eyes.
She couldn't understand this man's way of thinking.
"Leave right now."
Han Luoqi plopped down on the sofa, with an expression of a rogue refusing to leave.
Zhuang Xuejun was exasperated, "Are you going to leave or not? I'm going to take a shower and rest. Don't you know pregnant women need to sleep early?"
The moment he heard she was going to shower, Han Luoqi got anxious; with water on the bathroom floor, what if she fell?
In a moment of panic, he blurted out, "I'll accompany you, watch over you while you shower."
Zhuang Xuejun, "..."
Her face turned beet red again.
"You... get out!"
Han Luoqi also realized how ambiguous his words sounded and wished he could slap himself.
"No, I didn't mean it that way, I'm not trying to watch you shower. It's just that the floor is slippery, and I'm worried you might fall. I feel more at ease watching over you."
This explanation was worse than saying nothing at all.
