As soon as the door opened, Chen Yuhe saw Ling Feng burying his head in the restroom, desperately rinsing his face with cold water.
She let out a sigh of relief, glanced at where the clothes were placed, and asked with confusion, "Why haven't you finished washing up yet?"
"It's not my fault, it's acting up again!" Ling Feng said, looking up.
"Acting up again?"
Chen Yuhe was taken aback by his response, and then hurriedly went in, only to find that the pile of underwear had been tossed about into a complete mess!
"You!"
Chen Yuhe could hardly contain her anger, and couldn't help but slap Ling Feng on the face!
Ling Feng's body shuddered from the slap, and he turned back to look at her innocently, "Why did you hit me?"
"You deserve it! I really want to gouge out your eyes!" Chen Yuhe glared at him!
"Blame me? Who asked you not to put them away properly, just leaving them out like that, I only took one glance!" Ling Feng protested.
