There was a mirror right above the washing machine, and Si Rong could see it when he looked up.
The person in the mirror was still the face she was familiar with, but it was too radiant. Her skin was rosy, her eyes looked as if they had been rinsed by the spring rain, and her lips were as red as blood. Even though he was frowning and his gaze was sharp, there was an indescribable aura that made people blush and their hearts beat faster.
It was not strange for Yushi to misunderstand that she had just done something bad.
Si Rong pressed the automatic laundry function, turned around, and headed downstairs. Without even looking at Yushi, he said, ""Don't overthink."
Yushi could not hold back his strange expression and sighed,"If you don't want people to think about it, then don't talk in such a tone." It was fine if he was a man, but would a woman collapse immediately after hearing that?
Si Rong was speechless. Do you think I want to?
