Lin Qingqian filled the bathtub and turned around, almost bumping into Jiang Yanshen who was coming in.
The two of them were stuck at the bathroom door. One could not enter, and the other could not leave. The scene was awkward.
Lin Qingqian took a step back and wanted to let him in, but Jiang Yan's well-defined fingers grabbed her slender wrist tightly, and his thin lips moved. "Why?"
Lin Qingqian's thick eyelashes trembled slightly. She understood his words but did not answer. Instead, she replied, "I'll ask you the same."
Her clear eyes met his. They were not as affectionate as before, but stubborn and forbearing.
She had even caused him to be injured by escaping. With his previous temper, he would have long flown into a rage. She did not know how he would punish her. This time, he actually did not mention a word.
This was not like the Jiang Yanshen she knew.
