Cen Shuang pricked up her ears to listen for any sounds coming from inside. She heard a thump in the bathroom. Zhuang Hong seemed to have fallen.
Cen Shuang rushed into the bathroom and looked at the disheveled, yet seductive Zhuang Hong in front of her. Her face immediately turned red. "How can you be so stupid?"
Although she wore a look of disgust, Cen Shuang stood at the door and did not walk away. She slowly moved over and picked up a towel to cover his waist.
Zhuang Hong clutched his forehead helplessly. He only wanted to take a bath, but he did not expect to slip and fall to the ground. He felt embarrassed. Even though he was a 30-year-old man, this little girl actually did not turn around and run away.
When Cen Shuang saw that Zhuang Hong did not respond to her, she could not help but look at him as if he was a fool. "Are you okay?"
Zhuang Hong was both angry and annoyed. "Do I look alright to you? Help me up!"
