Come out? How was he going to come out?
"I'll put on some clothes and then come find you, okay?"
"Hehe... sure. You're quite shy!" Nian Shutong stood up, speaking in a soothing tone,
"Don't be shy, even though you don't have much of a figure, at least you're fair-skinned!"
Inside the cleaner, Fu Yunhe clenched his teeth, took a deep breath, and muttered to himself, "Can't beat her! Can't beat her! Can't beat her."
Sure enough, he felt a lot better.
Nian Shutong didn't continue to tease Fu Yunhe. She turned around and left, thoughtfully closing the door behind her.
Thank goodness she hadn't kicked the door in, otherwise, it would have cost money to repair.
Fu Yunhe heard the door close, peeked through a crack to make sure Nian Shutong was gone, and quickly stepped out to grab his clothes before heading back into the cleaner.
However, he looked at the clothes in his hand, or more precisely his wrist, and fell into thought.
"Idiot!"
