Zhou Yu threw the basin of water in her hand onto the ground and grabbed her pale little face. “You’re Awake?”
Xuan Yingluo moved. Her entire body was in so much pain that it felt like it was on fire. The wound that she had dragged out earlier had not been treated, and now that she was drenched in cold water, the pain intensified.
“You brought me back just to torture me?”
“What else could I do?”
Zhou Yu lifted Xuan Yingluo up with one hand, then kicked open the bathroom door and threw her onto the ground.
He reached out and opened the shower, and cold water poured down from the top of her head. “You’re so dirty. Wash yourself properly and wash yourself clean.”
Xuan Yingluo’s teeth were trembling from the cold, and she looked extremely miserable.
At this moment, Zhou Yu had already reached out to take off his clothes and quickly walked over.
