She stared at the boxers in her hand. She not only couldn't stick on the sanitary napkin, it was also too big for her to wear.
Young Master Yan's expression had softened from satisfaction, his eyes brimming with affection from just looking at this bashful little woman.
Very slowly, Xuxu turned around and walked to the bathroom. Young Master Yan impatiently urged her on from behind. "Hurry up and get changed. When you're done, I'll have someone bring your clothes to the laundry."
"It's alright, I can wash them." Xuxu turned to shake her head at him.
Yan Rusheng didn't insist. Given the situation, he'd rather not have other people wash the clothes.
Yan Rusheng kept silent, and Xuxu knew that he had tacitly agreed. She smiled and proceeded to the bathroom.
Her discreet but unintentional smile would have been an alluring sight to Yan Rusheng.
