The bathroom fell silent again, then came the calm reply, "It's the kind of danger you're imagining."
Denial was futile, some honesty was needed.
Wen Xi turned around, staring at the door, vaguely making out some outlines of a body inside.
"What about later?"
"Now it's much better than before, and it will naturally be much better in the future."
This time it was Wen Xi's turn to fall silent. After a moment, she said, "You brought this up on your own; I'm happy, but I hope you're not lying to me in the end."
But she didn't wait for Qin Yu's response. She frowned, knowing she had not managed to hold back today and had crossed that line. But since she had already taken a step, why shrink back now?
She had no regrets, so she took a step closer, wanting to ask if the other party was lying to her, but then the door suddenly opened, and Qin Yu, wearing a bathrobe, hung a towel over her head.
She ruffled Wen Xi's hair after Wen Xi frantically pulled it down.
