After a quick wash, just as she was about to grab a towel, she suddenly realized the towel rack was empty.
It turns out the old bath towel had been used until it had holes and was thrown away last night.
There were spare new towels in the wardrobe, but she forgot to hang them up.
Her parents were not at home and would return only tonight, so Qin Shiqing opened the door.
The next moment, she saw a familiar figure.
"Bang!"
The door closed again.
"Bang!"
The fried egg hanging from his mouth fell to the floor.
...
Ten minutes later, Su Zelin returned home.
"You're back?"
Zhao Lixia was a bit surprised.
This time her son had been out for quite a while.
She actually hoped Su Zelin would stay a bit longer at the neighbor girl's place, but this boy was clueless and ran straight back home after dropping things off.
Moreover, Su Zelin seemed absent-minded, ignoring her words.
"You brat, what are you thinking about?"
