Wen Yi was unexpectedly hefted off her feet as he swept her horizontally into his arms. She let out a startled, soft scream and reflexively clung to the man's neck, "Mo Shichen!"
Mo Shichen carried her toward the bathroom, glanced down at her with a smile, and uttered three words, "Shower together."
She widened her eyes and struggled to get down.
"If you think you won't hurt falling onto the carpeted floor from here, go ahead and make a scene."
"..."
"Dare to drop me and see what happens!"
Compared to her, the man's emotions were like a steady pulse, showing no ripples. "I wouldn't dare," he said, looking at her angry expression and arching an eyebrow, "but I'm not going to put you down either."
It was only after Mo Shichen brought her into the bathroom that he finally set her down. As the woman's feet touched the ground, he pinned her waist with one hand, drawing her close into his embrace, while his other hand closed the door of the bathroom.
