After Ye Huang had his bath in the evening, he habitually pulled open his wardrobe, ready to find a pair of underwear to put on.
After searching for quite some time, he couldn't find the patterned underwear he wanted. He furrowed his brows slightly and looked back, "Where are my underwear?"
"I washed them." Bai Xiao chuckled awkwardly, clearly hiding something from him.
The frown between Ye Huang's brows deepened a bit, "You washed them?"
"Yes! I washed them for you; no need to thank me, it's all part of the job." Bai Xiao laughed even more guiltily.
Ye Huang had a bad feeling, "Where did you hang them?"
"On the balcony."
...…
On the balcony, a row of underwear fluttered in the night breeze. Ye Huang turned on the light, and thirty-six pairs of underwear came into view.
But, none of them were the flower, diamond, or pearl designs he was looking for! Aside from a few strung with floral fabric, the rest were very simple.
Where had those cute decorations gone?
