Song Qinghuan's face turned beet red, and she almost rolled out of bed. She dashed to the bathroom and slammed the door shut behind her.
Originally, she wanted to use the bathroom right then, but it was eerily quiet and undoubtedly all sounds would be heard outside.
She was terribly embarrassed, feeling that the trickling noise of her urination could definitely be heard by anyone standing outside.
So, she turned on the tap first. Only after the sound of rushing water served as a cover, did she dare relieve herself.
When she finally ventured out, lingering and wasting some time in there, she found that Shi Yuhuan was no longer in the room.
Song Qinghuan breathed a sigh of relief, pulled open the curtains, and was immediately bathed in sunshine streaming in from outside. Warm and cozy, it was quite comfortable.
The weather was nice today, though she had no idea what time it was.
As this question flitted across her mind, Song Qinghuan jolted in surprise.
