It was her first time walking into this two-hundred and fifty square foot closet. Three walls were occupied by wardrobes, with matching suits hanging neatly within them. She opened a random drawer, in which mens underwear were placed in rolls.
Her face blushed slightly.
These…there were too many colors, and she didn't know how to choose.
At last, she closed her eyes and grabbed one: a pair of red boxer shorts.
When she came out, Nian Junting threw her a sideway glance while switching channels with the TV remote control, then said, "I don't want you to give me the sponge bath, but there's no one else in this house. Don't overthink this, as I have no interest in you. And don't play the game that you played the last time, I didn't like it."
Luosang felt speechless, as she felt that he was the one who had been overthinking things this whole time.
'Forget it, he's the boss so he can say whatever he wants,' she thought.
