Under Murong Qiao's meaningful gaze, An Nuo felt like she had instantly become a colorful black.
The last time the water broke down, she borrowed Murong Chen's washroom. In the end, she was careless and forgot to take it back. Now, he had directly sent it to the hands' of his Little Sister. This time, she would probably not be able to clear her name.
"This…" An Nuo scratched her head." Actually, it's really not what you think. "
Murong Qiao raised her eyebrows. "I haven't said anything yet."
"Then I'll say it!" An Nuo simply gave up.
She told her everything that had happened after she returned that day and how she had realized that the water supply system in the washroom was broken.
Looking at the few toiletries that she had carelessly left in the other party's washroom, An Nuo felt for the first time that going out for a few days and not coming home was also a kind of pain.
