After some intense gasping, Ji Dong finally stood up, walked over to grab a large towel, and came to the door. He pulled it open slightly and, relying on his previous memory, tossed the large towel out.
"Thank you," Chen Sixuan's melodious voice rang out, followed by the sound of water, which instantly conjured up the image of a beauty emerging from a bath in Ji Dong's mind.
"Ji Dong, aren't you coming to soak too? It's really comfortable. The pool is big enough for two people without any problem. How about I wrap myself in a towel while soaking? You won't see anything inappropriate."
Finally, two streams of blood uncontrollably sprayed from Ji Dong's nose.
At that moment, Chen Sixuan, who was standing up from the pool and looking towards the door, was shocked to see the blood spurting out. She rushed over almost immediately.
"Ji Dong, what's wrong with you?" she cried anxiously as she dashed up close to the door.
