"Splash!"
Jiang Xu stood up from the bathtub and walked over to the washing machine.
On top of it, there were two pieces of clothing with very little fabric.
One white, and one pink.
Those definitely weren't his.
He was a grown man - he wouldn't wear something like that.
Those were certainly An Nuonuo's.
Thinking about this, Jiang Xu picked up one of the garments, spreading it out.
There was a depiction of Pikachu on it, looking incredibly cute.
It was very thin, just like paper.
Additionally, it felt a lot better than paper.
Instantly, Jiang Xu's imagination was sparked.
Another phrase came to mind: paper talks...
Meanwhile, An Nuonuo was making the bed arrangement for Jiang Xu, covering it with sheets and blankets.
She brushed a few loose strands of hair away from her forehead.
Suddenly, her petite body trembled.
Without any hesitation, she turned around and ran towards the bathroom door.
She was about to knock on the door.
