All one could say was that the idea was foolproof.
He was a little too dizzy, though. He ran so fast he nearly slammed his head into the wall, knocking a box off the display cabinet with a SMACK. He then pushed himself up and staggered toward the master bedroom.
He entered the room, pulled open the bathroom door, and went inside.
To his surprise, the light was on. A soft glow bathed everything within—an exquisite, small bathtub; neatly arranged bottles and jars; various toiletries on a shelf, all clean and tidy. And, of course, a girl sitting on the toilet...
Jiangg Yao was dumbfounded.
She stared with her wide, shimmering eyes at Chen Yuan, whose face and neck were flushed red.
For a moment, both of their brains simply shut down.
"You... you???"
"I..."
...
Jiangg Yao's voice drifted in from the living room. You could hear her frustration in the rapid-fire pace of her words.
