"..."
An Lan realized that she had lived for twenty-nine years, and this was the first time she had lived to the point where she wanted to hit herself with a piece of beancurd.
That's right, what was she doing?
How could she barge in just because she was afraid that others would see her clothes? Don't forget, this was a washroom. There must be a reason for him to use the washroom.
Luckily, she reacted quickly, her face flushed red as she quickly covered her stomach. "My stomach hurts, I must have eaten something bad yesterday."
Xu Baohan stared at her expressionlessly. "Isn't there a bathroom in your master bedroom?"
"Because I'm not used to the toilet in the master bedroom." An Lan blinked her big, watery eyes. "It hurts, can you go out first?"
Xu Baohan then pursed his lips and walked out. When he left, he remembered that the undergarment was still on the sink, so he picked it up.
