"Old Madam li is right, Zhenzhen. Some people don't know their own status, so they come to other people's houses to give orders and act like they're the owner."
From the second floor, a soft voice came down.
Then, a petite and graceful figure slowly walked down from upstairs.
With her long hair draped over her shoulders like a waterfall, ruan Mengmeng, who had just woken up, was wearing a loose white shirt, exuding a beautiful and graceful charm.
While li junyu was taking a shower in the bathroom, ruan Mengmeng, who had already been carried in by the man to clean herself up, could not find any clothes to hide from him except for her little underwear on the sofa.
She was afraid that li junyu would come out of the bathroom without restraint, so she randomly found a man's shirt in the closet and ran out.
